The pushover offended a top-tier boss

After letting out a sigh of relief, Ye Zhenzhen resumed her previous rhythm.

I sprawled on the sofa, petting the cat, munching on snacks, with the TV on and the volume just right.

As for that person, let him do whatever he wants. She's been taking care of him these past few days, working like a slave, and is exhausted. She needs a good rest now. She nestled on the sofa, with Xiao Zhou lying on her stomach, petting the cat and watching a variety show, laughing so hard she was doubled over, completely forgetting there was someone next to her.

Zhou Huaijin sat down next to her, but she ignored him.

He moved closer, and she shifted to the side. He moved closer again, and she shifted again. Until she heard him hiss, his brow furrow, and his hand unconsciously pressed against his stomach.

Her heart clenched. "It hurts again?"

Zhou Huaijin nodded. "Mm."

Ye Zhenzhen quickly put down the snacks. "I'll go find you some painkillers—"

Just as she was about to get up, a large hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

The next second, he pushed her down onto the sofa.

Little Zhou meowed as it was squeezed, jumped off her stomach, wagged its tail in dissatisfaction, and ran away.

Ye Zhenzhen was pinned to the sofa, her hands were held above her head, and she was unable to move.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the face so close to hers. There was not a trace of stomach pain in him. A smug, irritating smile was playing on his lips.

"Ugh...you liar!"

He silenced her with a kiss, swallowing all her words.

Zhou Huaijin picked the person up horizontally.

"It's ten o'clock, time to go to sleep."

"I won't—" Ye Zhenzhen struggled, her legs kicking wildly in the air.

However, she quickly went limp and didn't even have the strength to kick him anymore.

"Waaah, Old Zhou doesn't want it anymore..."

"What's your name?" His voice was low and husky, his lips close to her earlobe.

"Husband..." she said softly, her face flushed.

Unexpectedly, these two words elicited an even stronger reaction from him.

I started pressuring him repeatedly.

"Good boy, say it again."

Ye Zhenzhen's voice was almost hoarse from shouting.

That old man is awful...

Ye Zhenzhen lay on the bed, her hair scattered all over the pillow, her face as red as a boiled shrimp.

She had thought that after it was over, everyone would wash up and go to bed.

But then they saw Zhou Huaijin walk barefoot to the wardrobe and open the door.

As she turned around, two revealing skirts were hooked onto her fingers.

When Ye Zhenzhen saw the two dresses, the blush on her face, which hadn't yet faded, burned up again. Those were the battle outfits she had bought online, intending to give them to him as a birthday gift.

Zhou Huaijin leaned forward again, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"Honey, I'll keep your gift safe for you."

Which one do you like?

Ye Zhenzhen refused to speak, but he smiled.

"You won't tell me? Then try them one by one."

Ye Zhenzhen was completely devastated. She truly understood what it meant to "lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot."

She tried the two colors several times until she was too weak to even lift her hand. She slumped limply in the blankets, letting him do as he pleased.

The person had a great appetite that night and ate to their heart's content.

Finally, he chuckled and whispered in her ear:

"Honey, I really like your birthday present."

The next morning, Ye Zhenzhen, with aches and pains all over her body, kicked the person next to her in anger.

"Go to work right now. What's a grown man like you doing, with no ambition at all, just staying home all day?"

As soon as he's home, he becomes unrestrained, his mind filled with lewd thoughts, and he's more exhausted than when he's at work.

She quickly sent a message to Liu Jian to say she was off work and that she had finished dealing with things at home and could go back to work the next day.

Zhou Huaijin watched her rummaging through the wardrobe, picking out clothes, and a slight smile curved his lips. "I'm not going today."

"What?" She put on a light blue blouse and glanced at him in the mirror.

"Now that we've got our marriage certificate, it's time to visit your parents. Are you planning to keep it a secret forever?"

Ye Zhenzhen paused in her buttoning. She turned around, somewhat reluctant to go.

"Oh...where should we go first?"

"Let's go to Beijing first."

"All right……"

Ye Zhenzhen was actually a little intimidated by the two men from Beijing. She still remembered the veiled remarks Zhou's mother had made during their last meeting. As for his father, he seemed even more formidable. She regretted her impulsive decision to get a marriage certificate with him.

The car quickly arrived in Beijing.

It was the same courtyard house, with red walls and green tiles. The branches of the persimmon tree stretched over the wall, laden with bright yellow fruit. In the courtyard, Yi Huan and Yi Cheng were chasing the fat orange cat. When they saw the two children enter, their eyes lit up, and they dropped the cat and ran over.

"Uncle! Aunt!" Yi Huan, with two little pigtails and wearing a pink princess dress, ran ahead. Yi Cheng followed behind, holding a cat toy, and called out "Aunt" in his childish voice.

The two children were specifically instructed not to call her "sister" anymore.

Ye Zhenzhen felt a little embarrassed and squatted down to pat the two little ones on the head.

Hello everyone.

Hearing the noise, Zhou Chenyu came out. She saw Ye Zhenzhen and smiled.

"Zhenzhen, you're here."

"Yes, sister." Ye Zhenzhen was still a little unaccustomed to calling out to her.

Zhou Chenyu nodded and waved to her. "Come in quickly, it's chilly outside."

Tables were being set up in the kitchen, and dishes were being served one by one, steaming hot.

Zhou's mother came out from the inner room, wearing a navy blue cashmere cardigan, her hair neatly styled, and a pearl necklace around her neck. When she saw Ye Zhenzhen, she smiled, a smile that wasn't overly warm, but also lacked the distant politeness of the past.

"Please sit down."

She took a deep red brocade box from the cabinet behind her, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Ye Zhenzhen.

"Zhenzhen, this was passed down from Zhouzhou's great-grandmother's generation. Here, take it."

She opened the box, inside was a jade bracelet, emerald green, completely translucent, without a single impurity. The inner wall of the bracelet was worn smooth and warm, bearing the marks of time.

Although Ye Zhenzhen didn't understand jade, she knew that such old objects, passed down through generations, were not only priceless, but more importantly, they held significant meaning.

She was hesitant to accept the call.

Just as she hesitated, Zhou Huaijin placed his hand on the back of her hand. "Take it."

"Thank you, Auntie." Ye Zhenzhen carefully accepted the gift, but then realized something and felt embarrassed to change her words. "Thank you... Mom."

Zhou's mother paused for a moment, then her smile deepened.

"We're family, no need to thank me."

Zhou Chenyu also brought over a box, with a milky white packaging and a champagne-colored ribbon tied around it.

"This is a gift for you, Zhenzhen." She opened the box and handed it to you.

It was a diamond necklace, with a pear-shaped blue diamond as the main piece and hundreds of smaller diamonds as accents, making it look extremely luxurious. The fire and brilliance reflected from the necklace made her squint.

"Sister, this is too expensive, and I don't have any occasion to use it," Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly declined.

"You can wear it at the wedding." Zhou Chenyu smiled, closed the box, and put it in her hand.

Yi Huan and Yi Cheng also ran over, carrying gifts they had prepared. Yi Huan gave her a handmade bouquet of plush toys, each flower a tiny doll—a rabbit, a bear, a kitten—huddled together, all pink and delicate. Yi Cheng gave her a sparkly hair clip studded with diamonds.