Depressed wife runs with the ball

"Are you jealous? Then don't let her go to Xinghui Building anymore." He always felt that his sister-in-law was scheming and difficult to get along with, so he tried his best to let them see each other less often.

"Do you think I'm so unreasonable? I'm just talking about work."

"From now on, have less contact with her." He repeated his instructions. In short, neither this sister-in-law nor his brother is a good person. "Zhou Xingzhi, is it difficult for you to be a CEO?"

She felt that the relationship between their family was very delicate. Zhou Kecheng seemed to be letting go, but all the major departments were his confidants. If Zhou Jihuai didn't fight or compete, he really couldn't help himself.

Mo Xiaoxiao is ambitious and hardworking, yet she can't connect with the core. The old man and the old woman always praise her highly, but give her very little in terms of material things. Zhou Xingzhi seems to be the most favored one, but he is controlled in every way.

"Do you believe me?"

Chu Yue was silent. It was hard to trust him.

"You should go to bed early, otherwise you will be late again tomorrow." Seeing that she was silent for a long time, Zhou Xingzhi had no choice but to speak up and hang up the video.

"Wait a minute! How many days will it take for you to come back?" Chu Yue felt a little guilty.

"4 days, what?"

"Nothing, you go work, I'm going to sleep." If she had sneaked off to Switzerland for six days, would she have been scolded? She probably couldn't have hidden the fact that she'd been out of contact for over ten hours. Ultimately, she couldn't fly over.

Mo Xiaoxiao bought a stake in Ji Yan's bar according to the contract, which relieved Ji Yan's financial pressure. Ji Yan revealed that Chu Yue's father was Chu Jie'an. This was quite interesting; wasn't this Zhou Jihuai's old business partner?

Work is busy, and time flies. April is already here, and summer is on the horizon. Without the CEO's special assistant, the workload is overwhelming and frustrating. I also have to deal with Mr. Zhou, who attends meetings on the CEO's behalf.

"Xiao Yue, why don't you come to the old house to have dinner with your aunt recently?" Zhou Kecheng led a few people to Chu Yue's office.

"Um... I've been busy with work lately. I'll definitely go when I have time." Chu Yue felt a bit embarrassed by the crowd, and his ears felt a bit hot. "Yeah, Xingzhi's trip was indeed a bit long this time," the old man agreed, and went to the office to have a meeting with a group of people.

She followed a group of people and made tea for them in the reception room. They were talking about the Xinghui New Industrial Park. The mayor's secretary looked at Chu Yue making tea. Wasn't this the artist of the painting at the art festival?

No wonder we couldn't find this rising local art star; it turned out he was hidden by the Zhou family. One can't help but sigh: capitalists really don't miss out on any profit.

"Is this Mrs. Zhou officially employed at Xinghui?" Secretary Wang asked.

Zhou Kecheng was tasting his tea when Chu Yue quickly corrected him: "Secretary Wang, just call me Special Assistant Chu. Xinghui is full of talented people. I'm just here to do some minor work."

"People who do this are always good." Zhou Kecheng put down his teacup and stared at Secretary Wang.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou has always had a keen eye." The people around him also echoed.

Chu Yue brewed some tea, whispered a few words to Zhou Kecheng, and then walked to the door and closed it behind him. He busied himself with his work. In the office, one could occasionally hear their intermittent conversation.

Secretary Wang accidentally brought up Mo Xiaoxiao: "Back then, when President Ji Huai married President Mo, Xinghui was all over the headlines in major media outlets. This young President Zhou's public appearance at the arts festival is somewhat similar to what his brother did back then!"

Chu Yue suddenly realized that the reason why the Youth Art Festival was held after he joined the company was because he wanted to take the opportunity to make it public. No wonder he couldn't trust him and always felt like he was being kidnapped.

She'd been so busy lately that she felt a faint sense of doom. After get off work, she went to Ji Yan's bar to get drunk. She ignored Zhou Xingzhi's video call and smirked at her vibrating phone. Ji Yan tried to speak several times, but Su Ying stopped him, saying, "She used to be like this when her parents were making trouble. After a while, she'd say she wanted to go home."

When the phone stopped vibrating, she drank the wine in the glass and said to Su Ying, "I'm going home. Let Lao Ji pay."

"I'll take you there." Ji Yan quickly put down his glass and went to help her. "Hey, hey, hey, what are you taking there for? Just look after the store. I'll take you there." Su Ying pulled him over, threw the rag on the bar, walked out, and took Chu Yue back.

Walking in the alley, Su Ying knew that she was only half drunk and in a bad mood. "Did you have a fight with President Zhou?"

"Well, the scariest thing is that we can't have an argument." The moment she realized that Zhou Xingzhi was taking advantage of her, she didn't know whether she should be angry or not. She even thought that what would happen if she was angry?

To Su Ying, this meant that she had always been the one to bow down and compromise in this relationship, so she couldn't argue because she didn't dare to. In the past, she would even confront the client to his face.

"Why?" Su Ying wanted to try to enlighten her.

"My head hurts so much." She rubbed her temples and fell into Su Ying's arms. Her phone vibrated again. It was Zhou Xingzhi again. She simply turned it off. After returning home and sending Su Ying away, she slumped on the sofa. After a long moment, she took out her phone and called Zhou Xingzhi back.

"So much going on today? Still not done yet?"

"I'm done with my work. I was just driving." I don't know why, but these words just came out of my mouth.

"The snow melted in Switzerland today, but it's still quite cold and the roads are dirty. The people here are so inefficient. I have to rush from Geneva to Zurich tomorrow..." He began to talk about his daily life.

"Zhou Xingzhi, I miss you." She interrupted him.

Zhou Xingzhi was on the other end of the line, thinking there was something wrong with the phone. He took it off his ear to check, then quickly put it close to his ear again and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"I said, I miss you."

She couldn't quarrel not because she was afraid, but because she felt like she had really fallen in love with him, would think about him, would depend on him, and even when she realized that he was taking advantage of the Youth Art Festival she organized, her first reaction was hesitation. She hesitated whether to ask him some questions when he came back, and even started to make excuses for him in her heart.

"Yueyue, did you... encounter something today?" He suddenly said something like this, so something must have happened.

"No, I just miss you. Maybe it's because I'm busy with work and have a lot of negative emotions, so I miss you." Chu Yue looked up at the ceiling and couldn't help sniffing.

"I'll be back in two days." Zhou Xingzhi was also counting the time on his fingers. However, since he was in Switzerland, it would take more than ten hours just to fly there.

"Okay. Be careful. Tell me your flight number before you come back and I'll pick you up at the airport." Chu Yue calmed himself down and gave instructions.

"Yueyue, I miss you too." Zhou Xingzhi looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice to respond to her missing him.

"Is it very cold over there?" She lay on the sofa with her cell phone in hand, and her voice became gentle.

The two chatted about work and daily life, down to the details of what they had eaten and whose work was messed up. It was past 11 o'clock when they hung up. Chu Yue stared at the phone for a long time, thinking that it was probably because she had been alone for too long that she missed him so much.

Mo Xiaoxiao found the marketing team and, in conjunction with Ji Yan's bar, asked them to come up with a plan to tie the bar together with the artist and shoot a set of photos. He also wanted to make drastic renovations and replace Su Ying as well.

Ji Yan naturally argued. Although he agreed to her investment, he was still the majority shareholder. He didn't think a fencer's aesthetic could be compared to that of an art student.

"So, you look down on people who are involved in sports?" Mo Xiaoxiao sat at the bar with her legs crossed, holding the glass of wine in her hand, watching the photographer taking photos of the artists.

"I dare not! I just think it's a big deal. It will cost a lot of money to renovate, and the store will have to be closed for a long time. We don't have many regular customers, so why bother?" In broad daylight, Su Ying refused to come to work, and only he, the boss, reluctantly came to take over.

"I find that you guys who study art are all very self-righteous." Mo Xiaoxiao felt that Chu Yue was, and so was he.

"Boss Mo seems quite hostile towards Yueyue?" Ji Yan couldn't understand why she had set her sights on her junior sister. Even if Chu Yue really married Zhou Xingzhi in the future, they would still be considered relatives. Was it taboo to fight over the inheritance? Wasn't Zhou Kecheng in good health?