Depressed wife runs with the ball

Chu Yue also smiled and ran towards him through the crowd.

Zhou Xingzhi had thought about this scene many times. She ran towards him and rushed into his arms. The air around them was sweet.

"Didn't you say I could just take a taxi back? Why are you up so early?" He hugged the person and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"When did you say that? How come I didn't know?" Chu Yue hugged him, and the lovesickness she had felt for several days was relieved. She rubbed her body against his chest.

"You're not checking your phone again? You missed me so much?" Zhou Xingzhi stroked her back and kissed the top of her head. The hardship of the business trip completely disappeared, leaving only the joy of reunion.

Jiang Tao was dragging the luggage behind him. Following his boss on business trips like a special forces soldier, and then having to deal with the sour smell of his boss's love life upon returning, it really wasn't easy for an employee.

Chu Yue laughed in his arms, and suddenly felt that she had been wronged at work these past few days. "If you don't come back, the position of president should be replaced."

Zhou Xingzhi smiled, patted her back, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Okay, let's go home. We'll talk slowly when we get home." He dragged the suitcase over and walked out of the airport holding Chu Yue's hand.

She had originally planned to send Secretary Jiang home first, but Secretary Jiang, seeing Zhou Xingzhi's look, quickly said, "It's more convenient for me to take the subway." Then, she quickly slipped away. Chu Yue, watching Zhou Xingzhi from the driver's seat, knew that being a secretary wasn't easy. Being her special assistant wasn't easy either, as she had to do all sorts of odd jobs.

"You, a capitalist, are ruthless when it comes to ordering people around. You use them and then throw them away without showing any mercy. What have you done to Secretary Jiang?" He turned the steering wheel and drove back.

Fortunately, he arrived at the airport in time to pick him up, otherwise, if I had notified Aunt Tian yesterday to come to his place to make lunch today, there would have been no one to eat.

"Every time he comes back from a business trip, his transportation expenses are reimbursed separately. Has the acting president started to consider employee benefits?" He was a little nervous, not knowing if she would fall asleep on the way. "How about I drive?"

"What's wrong with me driving? Isn't driving to pick someone up at the airport part of my job? Don't worry, if I can drive here, I can drive back. Fasten your seat belt!" He glanced at the person in the passenger seat and warned.

Zhou Xingzhi had no choice but to fasten his seat belt quickly and silently hold on to the handle on the car window.

"You're crossing the line. Get off the elevated highway and don't take this road." Someone sitting in the passenger seat couldn't help but remind him. "Turn on your indicators when changing lanes. Watch the distance between cars. Go slowly and don't speed."

Chu Yue was driving so hard that she wanted to open the door and kick him out. She rolled her eyes at him and said with gritted teeth, "Shut up! Or get out of the car!" Zhou Xingzhi had no choice but to cover his mouth and keep silent.

"Hands! Put them down," she added. He put his hands down silently again.

I hadn't gotten enough sleep to begin with, and the drive was exhausting. I opened the door, but no one was home. I figured Aunt Tian must have gone out to buy groceries. She pulled Zhou Xingzhi over and forced him to sit on the sofa. She bent her knees and half-knelt on his lap, resting her head on his chest and hugging his back.

His suitcase and the bag of Legos were sitting in the hallway. He was a little flattered by her tossing and turning. Two weeks of not seeing her, and she really thought that? "...What are you doing?"

"Charging." She lay on his chest, closed her eyes and rested, feeling lazy and not wanting to move.

Charging... well, it's not impossible, but this posture... "Do you want to change the posture? This... I'm reacting." He was a little embarrassed. If he continued to hold her like this, he couldn't guarantee how long he could endure it.

"Hold on." Now she just wanted to hold the person and have a good sleep.

Hmm...Hold it in, hold it in. A flight of over ten hours must be tiring. He could control it mentally, but whether he could control it physically wasn't up to him. He couldn't help but hold her tighter in his arms.

A few minutes later, the door was opened. Chu Yue tried to look up when she heard the sound, but Zhou Xingzhi held her head down and whispered, "Pretend to be asleep." Then he looked up and called out to the stunned person at the door, "Auntie Tian, ​​Yueyue just fell asleep. Just put the dishes in the kitchen. You don't need to come over this afternoon." He kept his voice as low as possible, as if the person in his arms was really asleep.

Feeling that something was growing vigorously, Chu Yue quietly moved a little further away.

Auntie Tian nodded in understanding, put the vegetables in the kitchen, and when she came out, she gestured with her hands, explaining what vegetables she had bought today and how to cook them. Zhou Xingzhi nodded frequently, and she finally felt relieved. She looked at Chu Yue lying in his arms, made a shushing gesture, and tiptoed out the door.

The house returned to silence. In the ten minutes or so since his aunt came in, Chu Yue had actually fallen asleep in his arms. Zhou Xingzhi sighed helplessly. This time, he really had to hold back both mentally and physically.

After she fell asleep, he carefully carried her to her room, closed the curtains, and carefully tucked her in. He went to the cloakroom, changed into his home clothes, checked the time, and began preparing lunch.

After preparing lunch and returning to the room, she was still sleeping. Was it because she was on a business trip that she hadn't slept all night? "Yueyue, do you want to get up and eat?"

Before she started dating, she seemed to sleep on weekends. Were you painting last night? "What to eat?" Chu Yue replied hazily, stretched, turned over, and went back to sleep.

"Go to bed after dinner. You didn't have breakfast, did you? I have your favorite fried zucchini and pork." Zhou Xingzhi lowered his head and whispered in her ear. Chu Yue was annoyed and stretched out her hand from under the quilt to block him. She opened her eyes with fluttering eyelashes and hummed muffledly.

Zhou Xingzhi saw her sit up before he opened the curtains. A burst of strong light shone into the room. Chu Yue raised her hands to cover her eyes, hummed a few words in dissatisfaction, lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"I'm going home for dinner tomorrow night. Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" While eating, Zhou Xingzhi looked at the person who was eating a little fast and put a piece of fish belly in her bowl.

"No." She just wanted to finish her meal and then go back to lie down and take a nap.

That’s good, let’s go back together.

"Ah, there's still a lot of work to do. After dinner, turn on your computer. There's a lot of stuff you need to make decisions on. Take a look yourself. I need to go to sleep."

Zhou Xingzhi lowered his head to eat, then sleep. He still had time for work tomorrow.

"Did you paint last night?"

"No, yesterday the risk control people talked about the second quarter project budget control for several hours. I even invited them to dinner in the president's office. Speaking of risk control, those old guys are your father's people, right?" She seemed to guess why the risk control people always looked fearless when they came to the president's office. Even when Zhou Xingzhi got angry, they just listened silently and occasionally dared to refute.

"Well, there are quite a few people like this in the company." In recent years, he has been committed to changing these people's laziness, or dispersing and undermining the power in their hands.

It's no surprise that Zhou Kecheng, having painstakingly built his empire, now has a bunch of parasites. Zhou Xingzhi may seem powerful, but he actually has no control. Mo Xiaoxiao, the general manager and wife of the Zhou family's eldest son, holds no shares.

His mother is probably just a canary kept in a cage. Living in a wealthy family doesn't always have an easy life. "Zhou Xingzhi, the reason you're so anxious to make our relationship public is because of your father, right?"

The hand holding the bowl of rice trembled dejectedly. After all, she had seen through it.

"What did you see?" Thinking about the day when she suddenly said she missed him on the phone, it must be because she saw the relevant information about the Youth Art Festival, right?

"I saw nothing. You have always been afraid that I would see the information about the Youth Art Festival because that project was entirely advocated by you. In order to get your father's approval, you took advantage of Su Ying's online hype for my work and used the Youth Art Festival to ignite local art stars and earn enough traffic for Xinghui. You were anxious to make it public at the closing ceremony because you wanted to tie me to Xinghui." This was just Chu Yue's rough guess, but it should be not much different from his original intention.

"Your father agreed to do this project because I have enough potential. He thinks the Youth Art Festival can bring Xinghui both fame and fortune, right?"