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Although her words were harsh, her fingers loosened their grip on the chopsticks, and the tension in her heart quietly eased.

Zhou Chiye's Adam's apple bobbed as she glared at him, but he didn't back down. Instead, he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the edge of the table, and lowered his voice even further: "I was just afraid you wouldn't feel at ease, so I wanted to give you everything I could first."

"If you think it's too fast, then let's take it slow. There's no rush to get the marriage certificate or tell anyone. Let's just leave it at that for now... I'll stay with you and the kids, okay?"

……

Yunxia was going to work, and Zhou Chiye, not wanting to upset her, naturally supported her. However, he made a condition: he had to pick her up and drop her off at get off work.

Yunxia thought he really had nothing better to do than give up being a big star to be his driver and nanny.

"Can you stop causing me trouble? What if someone else sees us?" Yunxia said, displeased.

Zhou Chiye gave her a confident look: "Don't worry, I'll be fully disguised, and I guarantee no one will recognize me."

Yunxia was helpless. Even if she didn't agree, Zhou Chiye would still insist on going, given his personality.

Zhou Chiye arrived at Yunxia's door early as usual to deliver breakfast to her. Originally, he wanted to move into her house directly, but Yunxia made him dream about it.

When Yunxia opened the door, she saw him leaning against the wall with a breakfast bag in his hand. His mask was pulled down low, and his sunglasses covered most of his face, leaving only his sharp jawline visible.

She grumbled as she stepped aside to let him in: "You're doing this again. If the neighbors see this, they'll think you're some kind of suspicious person."

Zhou Chiye placed the warm soy milk and sandwich on the table, his gaze falling on her sleep-deprived eyes: "Can suspicious people bring you freshly ground soy milk every day?"

He paused, then added, "When you give in, I won't have to pretend to be a suspicious person anymore."

Yunxia didn't reply while biting into her sandwich. As she ate, she noticed Zhou Chiye sitting to the side, propping his chin up and staring at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yunxia asked.

Zhou Chiye said leisurely, "Of course, it's to admire the beautiful Yunxia's face."

Yunxia rolled her eyes: "So slick."

Zhou Chiye chuckled softly, rubbing his nose with his fingertip: "I'm only oily with you."

Yunxia, ​​still with the sandwich in her mouth, said, "Stop with the cheesy stuff, it's making me want to throw up my breakfast."

Zhou Chiye's eyes crinkled into a smile as he reached out to wipe the salad dressing from the corner of her mouth, his tone carrying a hint of triumph: "It's good that you threw up. I'll cook for you myself, after all, I'm incredibly talented at cooking."

"Narcissistic," Yunxia couldn't help but complain.

After breakfast, the two went to the underground parking garage and got into their car.

Traffic was slow due to the morning rush hour.

Yunxia was scrolling through her phone when she suddenly realized something was wrong. She turned to look at him and said, "You've taken a longer route."

Zhou Chiye said, "It's so congested on the main road during rush hour, isn't it better to take a detour so you can rest a bit longer?"

Yunxia saw right through her: "You want to spend more time with me, right?"

He was quite frank, tapping the steering wheel with his fingertips: "You figured it out."

Yunxia paused on the phone screen, then glanced at him and said, "Your skin is getting thicker and thicker."

Zhou Chiye gently turned the steering wheel, his eyes glancing at her out of the corner of his eye: "One is influenced by one's company."

"I don't have your shamelessness." Yunxia put her phone back in her bag, leaned back in her chair, and looked out the window. "If we keep going this way, I'll be late. Will you compensate me if you deduct my salary?"

“I’ll compensate you,” he replied immediately, his tone amused. “Your monthly salary is enough for me to cover a year’s worth of expenses.”

"Who wants you to pay me back?"

"Hurry up and take the normal route, don't waste time." Yunxia frowned, but wasn't really angry.

Zhou Chiye chuckled softly, didn't argue further, and quietly took the shortcut. When they were almost at the company building, he slowly said, "I'll pick you up after get off work tonight. What do you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you in advance."

"Whatever, as long as you didn't do it." Yunxia was about to open the door when she found it was still locked.

Zhou Chiye held the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to look at her with a smile in his eyes: "You're too early to say that. I've learned a new sweet and sour pork rib recipe that will make you lick the plate clean."

"Hehe, sorry, I'm afraid I'll be poisoned. Open the car door for me quickly," Yunxia said.

"Then I'll taste it for you first. Even if I get poisoned to death, maybe I can still get a word of concern from you. It'll be worth it." Zhou Chiye's tone was full of teasing, and then he obediently unlocked the car door.

As soon as Yunxia opened the car door, she heard Zhou Chiye's voice: "If you're tired from work, don't push yourself. Call me anytime. I can get to your company in ten minutes. I can't let you and the kids suffer."

She gripped the car door frame and turned back: "I wouldn't dare, being available at a moment's notice. Aren't I afraid of being mobbed by fans?"

Zhou Chiye tapped his fingertip on the car window and laughed frankly: "It's good that we're stuck in traffic. Let them see how attentive I am to taking care of the child's mother."

Yunxia thought he was beyond help: "He's sick."

After saying that, he closed the car door and left without looking back.

Zhou Chiye raised an eyebrow and looked at her back, the corners of his mouth curving into a deeper smile.

Zhou Chiye watched Yunxia enter the company building before taking out his phone, opening the search bar, and typing "how to improve sleep problems during pregnancy" on the screen.

A string of results popped up on the page, and he read them carefully, word by word, occasionally marking the important content with his finger.

Upon seeing the message "Avoid caffeine and strong-flavored foods before bed," he immediately remembered that Yoon-ha liked to drink coffee. He frowned slightly and silently wrote in his memo, "Supervise Yoon-ha to give up coffee and drink more milk."

Then he scrolled to "foot soaking before bed to help with sleep," opened the ordering app, and searched for foot soaking packs for pregnant women that are free of Chinese medicine ingredients, to be delivered directly to Yunxia's house later.

He scrolled down to "Creating a Comfortable Sleep Environment" and started thinking about contacting someone to send over two silent humidifiers and a thermostatic mattress. He didn't know which ones were the best; he just mindlessly ordered the most expensive ones.

Finally, seeing the message "Using a pillow to support your waist and legs when sleeping on your side is more comfortable," he opened the ordering app, searched for "pregnant women's side-lying pillow," picked the most expensive one, and filled in Yunxia's address.

Finally, I messaged the contact person in the notes who is a postpartum care team: "Send me the information on prenatal massage techniques during pregnancy, I want to learn it."

After finishing all this, he looked at the notes on his phone screen, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips, and muttered to himself, "This should help her sleep better, right?"