The pushover offended a top-tier boss

The children have gained weight again after just a few days. The two little ones are lying on the bed, their little heads straining upwards, wearing gold locks that their grandmother bought for them around their necks, looking very festive. They grin at him with their toothless mouths.

Ye Zhenzhen was incredibly happy at home, with someone looking after the children and someone cooking all sorts of different dishes for her.

No matter how much she tried to replenish her nutrition, the physical and mental exertion of breastfeeding two children was too great, and she still lost several pounds. Her chin became more pointed, and her collarbones became more prominent.

Zhou Huaijin's brows never relaxed as he looked at her. He reached out and pinched her cheek, the thin layer of flesh barely lifting: "Why aren't you gaining weight? Why don't you wean her, so the two little ones won't drain all your nutrients?"

Ye Zhenzhen still wanted her child to breastfeed for a longer period: "That's great, the baby won't gain weight even if he eats a lot. Let's talk about it after school starts."

As the holiday ended, she was about to go to school to register. Zhou Huaijin had contacted her tutor in advance. Coincidentally, her tutor and Zhou's mother were old friends, and the tutor specially asked her to take good care of her.

Ye Zhenzhen thought to herself that she should be able to graduate with her doctorate very easily, and she felt a little pleased with herself.

Ye Zhenzhen leaned back on the sofa, scrolling through her phone while eating snacks.

"Old Zhou, do you think the baby needs a diaper change?"

Zhou Huaijin walked over and squatted down next to the crib. She found two diapers and skillfully changed her daughter's diaper.

When it was his son's turn, he had just unfastened the Velcro when a small fountain of liquid sprayed precisely onto his chest. The warm liquid trickled down his shirt, spreading a small dark patch on the gray fabric.

Ye Zhenzhen was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight, and the baby in her arms was also laughing loudly.

"He's such a little rascal, he's scolded us all, he just waits until we're changing diapers to do it."

Zhou Huaijin's face darkened.

"You little brat, I'll deal with you when you grow up."

Even if they're your own flesh and blood, you can only put up with it.

He stood up expressionlessly, wrapped his son's bottom properly, and turned to go into the bathroom.

The child still sleeps with his maternal grandmother at night, and the young couple squeezes into the small bed she has slept in for more than 20 years. They even bump into each other when they turn over.

After showering, Zhou Huaijin held her in his arms, inhaling the same milky scent she carried—scented exactly like a baby's. He rested his chin on her shoulder and asked in a muffled voice, "When are you coming home?"

Ye Zhenzhen nudged him: "What are you doing? Don't take food from the child."

He said with some dissatisfaction, "I don't think you care about your family at all."

"How could I not worry about you? I think about you every day: whether you're busy, whether you've eaten, and whether your work is going well."

"Baby misses you, and so do I. But with the demolition going on, we just want to stay home a few more days..."

She coaxed him relentlessly.

"Old Zhou, just hang in there for a few more days..."

"You're the best."

He looked down at her small mouth, and the anger in his heart was easily dispelled by her few words.

Ye Zhenzhen is now quite adept at coaxing people.

But Zhou Huaijin found it hard to bear being alone. After returning to Bin City, he sat in the empty living room. Ye Zhenzhen would send him videos of the children every day, which he would play over and over again. The two little ones would kick their legs, blow bubbles, and giggle on the bed. He would watch them again and again, and the corners of his mouth would unconsciously curve into a smile.

Turning off my phone made me feel incredibly desolate.

Unfortunately, Xiao Zhou was in heat and was urinating everywhere. Zhou Huaijin was so angry that she took it to be spayed the next day.

I took a picture that day and sent it to Ye Zhenzhen—Xiao Zhou was lying on the operating table after being anesthetized, with his tongue sticking out and a look of utter despair on his face.

Looking at the desperate little chubby cat in the photo, Ye Zhenzhen felt both sorry for him and amused: "Poor little Zhou, he's been promoted to General Manager Zhou."

Forty-two days after giving birth, Ye Zhenzhen took her child back to Bin City for a follow-up examination.

The demolition and relocation process in Nanjing is underway, and my parents are staying in our hometown to handle it for the time being.

Yuyuan has a dedicated nanny who cooks and two experienced postpartum caregivers.

The hospital checked various indicators, including uterine recovery and pelvic floor muscle function, and everything was good; the recovery was even smoother than expected.

On the way back from the hospital, Ye Zhenzhen sensed that something was wrong with someone. His gaze was fixed on her, like a wild animal that had been starving for a long time smelling the aroma of meat.

He stopped at the convenience store as they passed by, went inside for a look, and when he came out, Ye Zhenzhen asked, "What did you buy?"

He placed two boxes into her hands expressionlessly. The boxes were printed with the number "001" and an "XL".

She glanced down, her legs went weak, and her heart skipped a beat.

As soon as she entered the room, Zhou Huaijin instructed the nanny, "Take the baby upstairs to sleep."

The two aunties were worldly-wise; they smiled and took the two children away.

Ye Zhenzhen was pulled into the bedroom by him. The moment the door closed behind her, someone impatiently unhooked the bra clasp on her back.

The moment her fingers touched her skin, she couldn't help but shudder.

"Hmm...can't you wait until tonight to go to sleep?"

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness.

"I can't wait."

A long, lingering kiss landed, along with a hand that was causing all sorts of trouble.

Ye Zhenzhen felt that he really looked like a wolf that had been starving for a long time, and his eyes were red.

He stared intently at his prey, unable to resist any longer.

After giving birth, she gained a touch of softness and charm, especially now that she's breastfeeding; her snow-white, full, and juicy breasts are simply irresistible to him.

Ye Zhenzhen had been holding back for a long time. It was really unpleasant for someone who was used to eating meat to be forced to eat vegetarian food.

Wherever his fingers touched, a blaze of fire would erupt.

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't hold back any longer.

He stopped, deliberately not giving it to her: "How about we eat first?"

She shook her head, like a hungry kitten that couldn't get any food.

But he deliberately pressed her for answers:

"Should we take it or not?"

"What do you want? State it clearly."

That old fox only knows how to bully her.

But she really had no willpower left.

"I want a husband..."

"……I."

She's completely shameless.

Having not been here for a long time, she was finding it hard to adjust.

"Be gentle, it hurts."

He unleashed all the energy he had been holding back for half his life in that one night.

Ye Zhenzhen was already routed in one round, and he had already torn open the second one.

"No, the child will wake up soon—"

But he wouldn't listen to her. He placed his hand on her slightly feverish back, like a caged beast finally released from its cage.

Ye Zhenzhen had been hungry for too long and was now so full that she didn't even have the strength to put on her clothes.

The sheets were crumpled like crumpled paper, and she blushed as she recalled what had just happened.

After resting for quite a while, she got up to eat. The nanny saw her husband hanging bed sheets on the balcony and secretly admired the couple's wonderful relationship.

Ye Zhenzhen felt guilty and didn't dare to look up.

She was exhausted, and while she was satisfied, she secretly complained. She thought about it when she was naked, but each time she was so full that she couldn't stand it. Her small body was really no match for it.

After breastfeeding at night, she was so exhausted she felt like her body was falling apart.

As a result, while she was breastfeeding in the middle of the night, for some reason, he became sexually aroused again and dragged her to do it again.