A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

"Pig, wake up, time to eat!"

Yang Qi reached his hands under the covers and scratched himself.

A suppressed giggle came from under the covers. "Get up, get up!"

Under the covers, Chen Zilu's face turned red, she gritted her teeth, and could no longer bear it.

"Yang, Qi!"

The blanket was suddenly thrown off, and Chen Zilu pounced on Yang Qi, covering him with the blanket.

The world darkened.

"Yang Qi, how dare you!"

Chen Zilu said angrily, but she couldn't suppress her playful attitude.

"How dare you disturb my sleep!"

Yang Qi was pinned under the blanket by her and tried to push her away.

But Chen Zilu's strength was greater than he expected; her elbow was stuck in his chest, and her knee was pressing against his waist.

"Chen, I...uh, uh, uh..."

Chen Zilu pressed him down and laughed for a while. The space under the covers was cramped, and the oxygen was being used up by the two of them, so their breathing was rapid.

Holding the warm Yang Qi and his embarrassed Yang, she laughed for a long time before rolling to the side and lifting the blanket.

Her hair was a complete mess, and her face was flushed.

Yang Qi gasped for air, his hair a mess.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the red marks on his neck were all Chen Zilu's handiwork.

He sat on the edge of the bed and glared at Chen Zilu, but she had already gotten out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and walked towards the bathroom, her steps as light as a child who had eaten candy.

After a while, Chen Zilu finally let Yang Qi go, got up, washed up, and ate.

The two sat facing each other, eating breakfast: steamed buns and soy milk.

Seeing Yang Qi's sullen expression, Chen Zilu reached out and poked his slightly reddened cheek, asking softly, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Oh, my little Qiqi, are you sulking? Come here, let me feed you."

As she spoke, Chen Zilu sat down next to Yang Qi and took a big gulp of soy milk.

He pinched Yang Qi's chin and kissed him.

The soy milk flowed down her lips, warm, warm.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yang Qi turned his head away and coughed twice, his ears turning bright red as he glared back at her.

"Chen Zilu, you...I...you've become such a different person."

Chen Zilu sat back down, picked up her steamed bun, took a bite, and blinked at him.

With a mischievous smirk, she said, "No, I've always been like this."

As he spoke, he leaned forward half an inch, "What's up? It's imported, is it good?"

Yang Qi: 😳😦😑...

"If you like not to speak, come on in."

"..."

"Hahaha……"

...

After the breakfast farce ended, Chen Zilu touched her stomach, walked to the bedside, then flopped onto the bed and closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Yang Qi kicked him: "You...aren't you going to stream anymore?"

"rest."

Chen Zilu squinted, rolled over, and lay on her side facing him. She beckoned with her finger, "Want to come along?"

Yang Qi took a half step back, then turned around and strode towards the door, pulled it open, slipped out, and closed the door behind him.

As the door closed, he leaned against it, exhaled, and muttered to himself:

"Is Zilu possessed, or...?"

He was halfway through his sentence when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

I took it out and saw "Dad" on the screen. I answered the call.

"Hey, Dad, what's up?"

"How are things going with Zilu? Have you been bullying her?"

Yang Qi rolled his eyes at his phone screen. 😑(´•.•`)...

The first thing I said was, "Ugh, my head hurts!"

"Speak, is Zilu here?"

"Dad, she's fine, sleeping. What's wrong?"

"Isn't tomorrow the Mid-Autumn Festival? Tonight, your mother, your uncles, and I will come back together."

Getting together is one thing, but... you know.

Yang's father paused, then said, "Don't feel burdened."

Yang Qi leaned against the wall: "It's alright, I'll be more relaxed now that you're back, right? As for the work arrangements, I'll take care of them. The pay will definitely be better than what you're doing now."

"good."

Yang's father felt relieved and said with peace of mind, "Xiao Qi, your uncles and the others have had a tough time too, and their health is also... Sigh, Dad got a little sentimental, please don't mind."

"I understand. My uncle and his family helped me, so how could I not help them? It's just that what if some random relatives appear in the future..."

"Your dad isn't blind."

Yang's father cut him off, saying crisply, "Okay, that's settled then. I'm hanging up now."

"Wait!" Yang Qi called out to him, "Can I bring Auntie? Zilu misses them."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Yang's father laughed: "Tsk tsk tsk, the rascal knows how to pamper his wife now. Leave it to me, if he doesn't come, I'll have Liwen drag him over."

Okay, bye-bye.

Yang Qi hung up the phone and had just looked up to walk to the shore when he caught a glimpse of a figure waving at him through the iron fence outside the gate.

"Boss Yang, over here, over here, open the door!!!"

Yang Qi's brows immediately furrowed.

Shirai Ito stood outside the door, a silver-gray sports car behind him, smiling brightly at him.

Yang Qi walked over and stood inside the iron fence without moving. "Fishing spots are limited, all full. What brings you here, Young Master Bai?"

"No, I'm just bored... Can I come in?"

Yang Qi, hands in his pockets, expressionless, said, "1000 for the entrance fee."

"Hiss, wasn't it fifty last time?"

"Last time is last time, but I don't like you this time."

"Oh, I understand, I understand." Shirai Ito smoothed his hair. "I'm just too handsome, sorry, boss."

As she spoke, she winked at Yang Qi, "A thousand it is, consider it payment for my good looks."

Yang Qi looked at this shameless person to an unparalleled degree and his lips twitched.

"One thousand yuan has been received."

Bai Yiteng turned her phone screen towards him, then peered towards the reservoir, frowning in confusion, and asked, "Boss, why didn't I see the boss's wife's live stream today?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qi's hand gripping the iron gate frame suddenly tightened, and he coldly glanced at him: "What's it to you?"

"Just curious."

Bai Yiteng smiled, seemingly oblivious to the situation, "My sister-in-law is beautiful, and her live streams are interesting. It's a shame I missed it; I felt uncomfortable all over."

"boom!"

Yang Qi slammed the iron gate shut.

The sound of metal clashing made several fishermen on the shore turn their heads to look at it at the same time, but they quickly turned back.

Yang Qi stood inside the door, staring into Shirai Ito's eyes through the bars, his anger burning:

"Get lost. If you don't leave in three seconds, I don't care if you're Young Master Bai or Young Master Xiao."

Shirai Ito, carrying an imposing aura, was so frightened that she quickly took two steps back.

"Brother, there are countless women out there, why..."

"groove."

Yang Qi couldn't hold back any longer and was about to go out and beat Bai Yiteng up when Bai Yiteng drove off in a silver-gray sports car.

Seeing this, Yang Qi stood at the door, gritting his teeth, "What the hell is that bastard, eyeing my wife!"

He turned and walked towards the small supermarket, forcibly suppressing the anger rising in his chest.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain.

Shiraito stopped the car, turned off the engine, leaned back in the driver's seat, and looked up at the mountain, a faint smile curving his lips.

"I didn't expect Boss Yang to be such a sentimental person. Well, that's good; it's good that he has flaws."

Pick up your phone and dial, "You can start now..."

He hung up the phone, tossed it onto the passenger seat, and restarted the engine.