The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Ye Zhenzhen opened the car door and followed him upstairs. When she saw the wedding dress, her breathing became lighter.

Layers upon layers of shimmering gauze, from the chest to the hem, are studded with tiny diamonds, sparkling like a galaxy under the lights.

"Do you like this outfit?" Zhou Huaijin asked softly, standing behind her.

"Wow! So beautiful! So sparkly!" She twirled around the wedding dress twice, unable to contain her admiration.

"Shall we give it a try?" he said.

Ye Zhenzhen was invited into the fitting room by the shop assistant. The wedding dress was lighter than she had imagined, and the skirt spread out and took up half of the fitting room.

After pushing open the fitting room door, Zhou Huaijin's gaze fell on her, and he was clearly stunned for a moment.

It was the time when the sun was about to set, and golden light poured in through the French windows, falling on her. She looked as if she were coated with a warm light, and the diamonds on her skirt refracted into tiny sparkles, like a falling starlight rain.

When Ye Zhenzhen saw herself in the mirror, she suddenly fell silent. She remembered when she was little, she would always drape a mosquito net over her head as a wedding dress, stand in front of the dressing mirror at home and spin around, imagining what she would look like one day wearing a real wedding dress.

Now, standing here in the mirror, the woman in the mirror is wearing a white wedding dress, the train of which spreads out on the ground, sunlight falling on her shoulders. She suddenly realizes that fairy tales can be real.

Cinderella really can become a princess when she puts on the glass slippers.

"Old Zhou, is it good?" she asked the person behind her with a smile.

Zhou Huaijin gave a soft "Mmm". "It's beautiful."

The shop assistant knelt down to help her straighten her skirt and adjust the pleats at the waist. "It will look even better when paired with rhinestone heels, and with your makeup and hair done. This outfit really suits you. The one you tried on is just a sample; it's a little big. We'll make a custom-made one to your measurements."

"Would you like to try some other styles?" Zhou Huaijin asked her.

"I'm not looking at any more, this is it!" Ye Zhenzhen said decisively.

This is the veil of her dreams. It's exactly what she imagined countless times as a child, draped in a mosquito net.

Zhou Huaijin teased her, "Want to get married again?"

She glared at him, but the smile on her lips was impossible to hide.

"I still want to wear a wedding dress."

After Ye Zhenzhen changed out of her wedding dress, while she was being measured by the shop assistant, Zhou Huaijin had already signed the contract when she came out.

She couldn't help but ask him, "Old Zhou, is it particularly expensive? I heard from the shop assistant that this is their signature set."

Zhou Huaijin simply said calmly, "It's not expensive."

Ye Zhenzhen didn't ask any more questions, since it wasn't her money anyway.

When we returned to Yuyuan that evening, there were finally only the two of us left.

As soon as the door opened, he was overcome with lust, pinning her against the wall in the entryway and kissing her.

Ye Zhenzhen was dizzy from his kisses, her top half-covered and her skirt lifted up to her waist. She was panting as he pressed her down on the sofa.

But Ye Zhenzhen suddenly remembered something and bit him in anger.

"You tricked me into marrying you like that. You didn't even propose!"

"Hmph, you want to propose?"

Zhou Huaijin's hands didn't stop moving, and neither did his mouth. "How do I beg?"

Ye Zhenzhen let out a soft "Ah" as he kissed her, her body going limp on the sofa, her voice broken as she said, "Of course, it's kneeling on one knee... um... and then begging me to marry you..."

She lay on the sofa, her whole body burning with desire.

Zhou Huaijin's gaze fell on her, slowly moving down her face, along her neck, collarbone, and finally landing on her disheveled skirt.

She was wearing a short skirt, the hem of which was now rolled up at her waist.

His gaze lingered there, and he knelt down on one knee.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Ye Zhenzhen was completely thrown into chaos by this sudden action.

The man asked in a low, husky voice in her ear, "Will you marry me? Hmm?"

"Say something, baby?"

Ye Zhenzhen could no longer speak in complete sentences; she could only let out sobs that sounded like crying.

"Who asked you to do this..."

"Why are you so hard to please? I've already knelt down before you and you're still not satisfied?"

"But this mouth seems quite satisfied."

Ye Zhenzhen could no longer utter a single word.

Her clothes were half off, and he knelt on one knee. The arrogant man was willing to be her devoted subject.

The next day was the weekend, and a courier delivered to my door early in the morning.

It was a huge box, wrapped very tightly, and it took Ye Zhenzhen a long time to open it.

A few days ago, she wanted to build a sunroom in the yard, thinking that when it gets cold, she could grind coffee and brew tea around the stove in it.

However, in order to save on installation fees, she specifically chose the option that did not include installation.

Looking at this pile of stuff now, I'm starting to regret it.

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes lit up, and she ordered Zhou Huaijin to call Chen Zheng over, adding a special instruction: "Just tell him I'm not home."

Ye Zhenzhen still has grudges to settle with him, so he can't escape them.

Zhou Huaijin picked up the phone and dialed the number.

Ye Zhenzhen listened as he calmly and composedly said:

"Yes, there's some food at home that I saved for you."

"Oh, she's not here."

Ye Zhenzhen thought to herself: He doesn't even blush when he lies.

As soon as Chen Zheng entered the room, Ye Zhenzhen jumped out from behind the door, holding a broom in her hand:

"Stop right there! I'll kill you!"

Chen Zheng ran all over the yard, shouting:

"Sister-in-law, spare me!"

"Murder!"

"He's sexually assaulting a respectable married man!"

The more he shouted, the more shameless he became. Ye Zhenzhen was afraid he would attract attention from the people outside, so she let him go.

Then she began to assign tasks to the two people.

Zhou Huaijin provided guidance, Chen Zheng provided the work, and the division of labor was clear. She herself lay on a rocking chair in the yard, covered with a blanket, holding little Zhou, like a landlady supervising the work.

The sunroom was finally completed after half a day of construction.

After that, she directed them to move the coffee machine and rocking chair inside.

"I'll buy some more flowers in a few days, then it will be perfect."

She stood in the middle of the sunroom and nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Zheng was exhausted and thirsty after working hard all day, but his eyes lit up when he saw the coffee machine.

Ye Zhenzhen reluctantly made him a drink. Zhou Huaijin stood to the side, but his drink was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Zhenzhen turned to him and said, "You can't drink that. Go drink plain water."

He had no choice but to angrily go back inside to get some water himself. When he came out, the two of them had set up a barbecue grill in the yard. The charcoal was glowing red, and the meat was sizzling on the wire mesh. Chen Zheng was holding a few skewers of chicken wings, flipping them over, and muttering, "Damn, it smells so good."

Ye Zhenzhen squatted down beside her, munching on a lamb skewer. "That's the Ye family's secret marinade," she said smugly.

Zhou Huaijin pushed open the door with a gloomy expression and walked out.

When Ye Zhenzhen saw him, she quickly hid the meat skewers behind her back.

"Your stomach can't handle this, you can't eat it! You eat this instead—"

She turned around and took out a bowl of clear soup noodles from the corner of the barbecue grill. It was boiled in plain water with some greens and chopped green onions, and steam rose gently from it.

Chen Zheng added fuel to the fire, saying, "Brother, your wife is only doing this for your own good."

"Your stomach isn't doing well right now, so you'll have to eat soft food."

Zhou Huaijin gave him a cold glance. Chen Zheng shrank back, lowered his head, and took a big bite of the meat skewer: "Delicious, delicious."

After finishing his meal, Chen Zheng still didn't leave.

He dragged Ye Zhenzhen to the TV and started playing video games. The two of them sat cross-legged on the carpet, frantically pressing buttons on the screen, occasionally letting out a series of howls.

"Zoom in faster!"

"I'm going to die!"

"Will you save me or not—"

Ye Zhenzhen's voice trembled with anxiety. Chen Zheng laughed so hard he almost fell over, while Xiao Zhou jumped up and down between the two of them, chasing the moving cursor on the screen and scratching at the television screen with his claws.

Zhou Huaijin was reviewing documents in his study, surrounded by laughter and screams coming from the living room.

He went out to check twice. The first time, when the two people saw him come out, they consciously shut up.

The second time, I simply ignored him.

They were playing and eating snacks at the same time, leaving the wrappers and crumbs on the carpet.

It made him furious.

The third time, he simply pulled the power switch.

The living room lights and television went out at the same time. Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for two seconds, then turned her head, looking completely bewildered.

"Why is there a power outage?"

Chen Zheng turned on his phone's flashlight. "I don't know."

"How about we play games together on our phones?"

Turning my head, I saw Zhou Huaijin's expressionless face in the light.

"Heh, brother, I'm leaving..."