The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Ye's mother's eyes were a little red.

Father Ye took a big gulp of water from his teacup, suppressing the rising steam.

"What are your thoughts on the wedding, Mom and Dad? Also, what are your local customs or requirements? Tell me all of them, and I'll make the arrangements," Zhou Huaijin said.

Upon hearing this, the couple realized that the couple had even arranged a wedding, which showed their sincerity.

At first, I was a little reserved, but as I talked, I opened up and started talking.

"The bride price is 88,000 yuan, that's the standard amount here," Ye's mother said tentatively.

Zhou Huaijin nodded: "It's a bit too little, we'll add a little more later."

Mother Ye paused for a moment, then couldn't help but smile. "Alright, alright."

Thinking back to that time when the negotiations fell apart because of the bride price, compared to that, it's really a case of comparing goods and things, and it's better to throw them away.

She glanced at her husband, and her father, holding his teacup, nodded, unable to suppress a smile.

"You also need to choose your wedding dress in advance and book your hotel in advance, as auspicious dates are in high demand these days."

Ye's mother got more and more excited as she talked.

"Oh dear, there are also invitations. I need to make a list of relatives and friends so that no one is left out."

"Oh right, and your birth date and time (Bazi). Give me your Bazi later, I need to find someone to match it with your birth date and time."

Ye Zhenzhen was completely overwhelmed by what she heard, and sat down to peel an orange listlessly.

Zhou Huaijin listened attentively the whole time, nodding occasionally, his attitude as proper as a good student paying attention in class.

Ye Zhenzhen was getting tired of sitting, so she stood up, pushed open the door, and went out into the yard to get some fresh air.

As the autumn wind blew, a layer of yellow leaves fell from the poplar trees by the roadside, rustling underfoot. She kicked the leaves at her feet a couple of times, and was about to go back when she saw that familiar figure.

Yang Guanyu stood at the alley entrance, wearing a dark gray jacket and carrying a briefcase, as he passed by.

The moment he saw her, he paused, his gaze sweeping across her face before landing on the car at the door, then looking away.

The two of them were silent for a while. The alley was so quiet that you could hear a dog barking in the distance.

"You're back, Zhenzhen," he said first, his voice as gentle as ever.

"Mm." She stood under the tree, the autumn sunlight filtering through the sparse leaves and falling on her shoulders. "Senior, I left in a hurry that day and never had a chance to apologize to you..."

Yang Guanyu looked at her and smiled slightly. "Actually, I expected this outcome a long time ago."

"I remember seeing you sitting on the ground in the tomato field, and he laughed at you. You glared at him and got angry. I felt that was the real you. When you're with me, although you seem happy, it doesn't feel like you're being free and easy, throwing tantrums when you want to and laughing when you want to."

Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head, unsure of what to say.

Yang Guanyu was a good person, so good that she couldn't see any flaws in him. But some things aren't a matter of good or bad.

An untimely encounter can only end in regret.

Yang Guanyu was silent for a moment, then sighed: "But Zhenzhen, how much sincerity can a person like him, from a family like that, possibly have? Are you really going to gamble with him like this?"

Ye Zhenzhen raised her head, feeling a mix of emotions, but she knew she had already thought the answer very clearly.

"We are already married."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guanyu stood there stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Standing there, the autumn wind at the alley entrance blew on his face, feeling a little chilly.

He never expected that Zhou Huaijin would actually marry her.

What does he have to fight for?

He tried hard to suppress the bitterness in his heart and finally managed a smile.

"That's good. It seems he's serious about you."

Yang Guanyu turned and left.

Ye Zhenzhen remained in a daze for a long time.

"Oh dear, what are you doing here, child?"

Her mother came out of the house, quietly pulled her into the bedroom, and mysteriously took out a bankbook from the tin box and stuffed it into her hand.

"Here's 500,000, take it."

Ye Zhenzhen opened the passbook and looked at the deposit records. Some were 10,000, some were 20,000, and the most recent amounts were larger, probably deposited after the restaurant business improved.

Her eyes stung, and her fingers trembled slightly as she held the bankbook. This was probably all of her parents' savings...

"Mom, I have money, really... Old Zhou gave me a lot of money, more than I can spend."

"His is his, this is Mom and Dad's." Ye's mother's attitude was firm, and she also instructed her, "Although you are married and husband and wife, you should not live a life of dependence. The restaurant has made a lot of money this year, and we don't have many expenses. You take this money, it will give you confidence."

Ye Zhenzhen's nose tingled again.

She pushed the passbook back and said to her mother in a serious tone, "Mom, this money you gave me is now considered joint property of the couple. If something unexpected happens, he should get half of it."

Mother Ye was indeed taken aback: "Oh really?!"

"Yes. You can keep it for me first, and give it to me when I need it." Ye Zhenzhen stuffed the passbook back into her mother's hand.

After thinking for a moment, Ye's mother nodded: "Alright, I'll keep it for you for now. Just let me know if you need the money."

Ye Zhenzhen hugged her mother, explaining in a slightly coquettish tone, "Mom, I didn't mean to hide it from you. He was sick, and I thought it was serious, so I impulsively got the marriage certificate..."

"Now that we've already registered our marriage, there's not much we can say," Ye's mother patted her back. "However, living in Bin City after marriage is alright; it's close to home, and you don't have much contact with your in-laws. If he mistreats you, don't endure it. Remember, you have a way out, and you still have a home."

"Okay, Mom." Ye Zhenzhen lifted her face off her mother's shoulder and sniffed.

"But this Secretary Zhou seems reliable. As long as he can protect you, that's fine."

Ye's mother glanced at her, then sighed with a touch of unease.

"Oh dear, you know, the big boss has suddenly become a son-in-law, it's really not used to us calling him by his name."

Ye Zhenzhen smiled: "We'll have to gradually change how we address him. We can't keep calling him 'leader' all the time. Next time, we'll just call him by his name."

The Ye family cooked lunch themselves, preparing a table full of dishes.

Before all the food was even served, Ye Zhenzhen was already seated and sneaking bites. Zhou Huaijin, on the other hand, had already gone to the kitchen to help his father-in-law serve the dishes, now that his status had changed.

At the dinner table, Mr. and Mrs. Ye began their rambling wedding arrangements once again.

What kind of couples shouldn't meet the day before their wedding? What kind of auspicious time should be chosen based on their birth charts? What kind of couples should avoid seeing each other get into the sedan chair if their zodiac signs clash with each other?

The two were talking animatedly, but Ye Zhenzhen was getting dizzy listening to them. She kept her head down and ate her food in silence, knowing that he was there to listen anyway.

On the way back, Ye Zhenzhen leaned back in her seat and yawned.

"Old Zhou, weddings are such a hassle, I don't even want to have one anymore," she muttered.

No wonder people say that marriage is a matter between two families; after listening to this today, I realize there's a lot more to it than meets the eye.

Each item is handled meticulously; if any one of them is done incorrectly, it could lead to dissatisfaction from one party.

Zhou Huaijin gripped the steering wheel, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It's a once-in-a-lifetime event; the trouble is worth it."

The car turned into a street she was familiar with, and the window of the custom wedding dress shop was still lit up.

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and glared at him. "How dare you bring me here?"

Zhou Huaijin parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to look at her, and smiled. "I saw a really beautiful wedding dress the other day; you'll definitely like it. Want to go up and take a look?"

Ye Zhenzhen was initially fuming, but his curiosity was piqued. "With your old-fashioned taste, what good things could you possibly pick out?"