Depressed wife runs with the ball

Our new house is a two-story villa in the suburbs, a 40-minute drive from the city. The surroundings are quiet and lush. Opening the gate, we find a Chinese-style courtyard with a gurgling stream and untrimmed trees. It had just rained, and the lawn and ground in the yard were covered with a few beads of water. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of earth.

Chu Yue looked back at Zhou Xingzhi. There was nothing special about this villa.

Zhou Xingzhi nodded, motioning her to go on in. Chu Yue walked in again tentatively. The living room looked as if it had been renovated, except that the furniture and appliances were still covered with dust-proof film. Hanging on the living room closet was one of her Chinese paintings, "Taigong Fishing," also covered with dust-proof film, but it looked a little small.

The ceilings here are much higher than his large flat, and the kitchen and dining room also look larger than those over there. However, the decoration style is brighter than that over there, and it looks warmer.

There wasn't anything special about it. Apart from the painting, there wasn't anything that belonged to her. Furthermore, Zhou Xingzhi must have bought the painting from Su Ying, so it couldn't be considered hers.

Chu Yue felt that there was nothing to see, so she decided to go back and look at the report. Zhou Xingzhi took her hand, went upstairs, and said, "I haven't looked at it yet."

When I got up to the second floor, I realized the living room had the same layout as the one in Cuiyuan, just a bit larger. The sofas were similar, but not exactly the same. The cork panels on the walls were also much larger than those in Cuiyuan.

The drawing table and easel were exactly the same, and there were flowers planted on the balcony outside, as well as the same Gandalf stick she used to keep her insect repellent wormwood sticks. She turned to look at Zhou Xingzhi, who tilted his head towards the room and said, "Let's take a look at the room too?"

Chu Yue walked to the door of the room. There was nothing inside except a bed and a dressing table. She looked at the room behind her. It was her study in Cuiyuan. It only had furniture.

"The designer said that many things in the study and the room cannot be replicated, so you have to do it yourself," Zhou Xingzhi explained.

"Why didn't you tell me?" It was indeed a surprise.

"I'm afraid you won't like it."

"I love so much."

"Are you relieved now?" Zhou Xingzhi thought it was almost time, so he took her hand and prepared to go back downstairs.

"If you're worried, you still have to rent a house. There are also many things in the Chu family villa that need to be put away." Chu Yue followed him downstairs.

"Then I might have to inconvenience them and put it in the underground warehouse." Zhou Xingzhi said after a moment of contemplation, "I'll find a professional moving company to move the things here another day."

"Should we move too?"

"Do you want to move?" Zhou Xingzhi took her to the parking lot and prepared to drive home.

Chu Yue remained silent. She was still immersed in the fantasy of redecorating the house by herself.

"Xingzhi, would you feel regretful if we couldn't get married?" She recalled the conversation with Zhou Kecheng that day.

This question made Zhou Xingzhi slam on the brakes. He looked at his girlfriend with a puzzled look in his mind. Didn't she like the house very much? Why did she say she didn't want to get married?

Chu Yue fiddled with her nails nervously, looking back at him with a guilty conscience.

"Yueyue, do you think there is something wrong with this house? Or did I do something wrong?" Every time she talked about getting married, she seemed to have an ambiguous attitude.

"No, you just did too good, which made me feel that I am not worthy of you." Chu Yue felt a little guilty, as if she had never done anything for him.

"Well, I deserve it." Zhou Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he restarted the car and drove home.

After dinner, Chu Yue took him for a walk in the park near Cuiyuan. Zhou Xingzhi told her about the solution to An Jie's problems. He meant setting up a trap for Tang Guobin to fall into. According to the account books, this man was likely lustful and greedy, and had probably engaged in a lot of bribery and kickbacks. He could just find someone to pretend to negotiate business with him, and he'd be in.

Chu Yue wanted to solve the tax problem first and then deal with the people.

Zhou Xingzhi said, "Tang Guobin couldn't possibly be unaware of the false invoices. Now that your mother has turned herself in, he must be afraid she'll expose him too. The reason he stayed at Anjie is because he sees you as young and inexperienced. He figured that even if your mother did expose him, there'd be no evidence and he'd deny it. Even if the public security authorities did arrest him, he still has his wife out there. As long as he holds Anjie's shares, he won't have to worry."

"If he's sentenced, the charges will be less severe than your mother's. After he's released, whether you or Jin Yue makes the decision, An Jie will find a way to unite the people in the company and force you two young people out of the company. Now, all his property should be in his wife's name. As long as his wife recognizes this man, she will be willing to divorce him. That 20% stake is their joint property. After the division, his weight will be much less. Now An Jie is in debt. All you have to do is pretend that you have no money and the company is going bankrupt. He will have to bear joint liability, and he will naturally be willing to sell at a low price."

Chu Yue was stunned when he heard this. Isn't this just a step-by-step approach? "Well, taxes must be paid in time, right?"

"After the tax authorities have checked the accounts, they will issue a notice with a deadline. Tang Guobin will naturally be anxious when he sees that you have not been able to pay it out. You can make up for it in time on the last day. Now, your mother should still be in detention. If you want to know the truth, you need to find a lawyer to meet her." Zhou Xingzhi analyzed it to her bit by bit.

"I asked Ji Yan to recommend a few lawyers to me about my mother's case, but they felt that the case had basically been determined and that they could only do a sentence reduction defense. However, they didn't seem very willing to take it."

"So, you have been chatting with Ji Yan these days. Are you looking for a lawyer?" This was the answer he wanted.

"Yeah, didn't his father work in the court? He knows a lot of lawyers."

"Then you can think of asking him, why didn't you think of asking me?"

Chu Yue was stumped by this question. It seemed as if she hadn't thought of asking him, nor had she thought of consulting him about An Jie's affairs. He was clearly the most business-savvy person among the people she knew, so why hadn't she thought of asking him?

"Uh... I think his father works in the court..."

Chu Yue felt guilty about what he said, but any normal person would probably think the same.

"So, leave Anjie's affairs to professional managers. All you have to do is sell the house and handle the formalities. Different matters should be handed over to corresponding people." Zhou Xingzhi patted her hands, letting her feel at ease to hand over these matters.

"Then what kind of person am I? I'm just an artist, and you caught me and made me a special assistant at Xinghui. What am I?"

"Consider me your future wife." His eyes were fixed on the elderly couple in front of him. They would probably be like this in the future, right?

"So, your future wife's career is limited to being your special assistant?"

"No, but I hope my future wife's career will be tied to mine."

Emotional cleanliness does have this problem, and people want their significant other to be completely devoted to them. Therefore, he is very concerned about Ji Yan, Guo Tongchu, and even Chu Jinyue around her.

Chu Yue also felt that his possessiveness was too strong. After checking on her phone, she found out that emotional cleanliness is not about being afraid of physical contact with others, but about requiring the other party to be consistent in their emotional needs.

Zhou Xingzhi was gradually eroding his connection with the outside world. He had mentioned more than once that after they got married, he would let her paint at home. The three-year agreement had long since lost its meaning to him.

"Do you think we will be like them when we get old?" He shook Chu Yue's hand and looked back at the couple who were left behind.

"You can, but I can't." Chu Yue also glanced back. If she listened carefully, she would know that the old couple was actually arguing. "You are old, but I am not old." She explained mischievously.

Zhou Jihuai hadn't gotten anything good from his attempts, and his indirect attempts to persuade the old man were futile. When he inquired about the industrial park's bidding, the old man told him to have a child. He then stopped asking questions and found a young model to keep for fun.