"No need, I'll take the plates downstairs after we finish eating." Fu Hengzhi said, then turned a corner and carried the fruit toward the bedroom.
Aunt Feng was left happy in the spot; look at her, she even felt sorry for people.
"Wow, Xiao Zhao's skills are pretty good." Zhou Zhou watched as the opponent coordinated a triple kill with the turret and then went back to base with low health, and praised without reservation: "Better than Mi Sheng."
"Don't belittle one to praise the other. Wasn't I strong just now?"
"You, the marksman, killed the enemy healer in a 1v1, but lost most of your own health, and you expect me to praise you?"
Pushing open the door, Fu Hengzhi saw Zhou Zhou playing games with his family again. The veins on his forehead throbbed. When he met Zhou Zhou's gaze, he suddenly felt that he looked ridiculous holding the plate.
"Finished with work?" Zhou Zhou glanced at the fruit in Fu Hengzhi's hand and exclaimed, "Oh!" He was hungry at the moment, and seeing that the fruit was still the same as when it was brought out, he guessed that the other party probably hadn't eaten it.
Zhou Zhou's thought process: Not eating = not liking to eat, if you don't like to eat it, bring it over = give it to me.
"Thank you~" Zhou Zhou smiled and got out of bed to take the fruit plate, put it on the computer desk, sat down in the chair and ate a few bites of fruit, turning off the microphone while eating.
When Fu Hengzhi heard two different voices on the phone calling him "Brother Zhou" repeatedly, he felt a nameless anger rising in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt.
He asked angrily, "Why didn't I ever see you playing games before?"
Zhou Zhou swallowed the food and turned to ask in confusion, "You never used to go home either."
Fu Hengzhi: "..." It seems so.
Blinking her eyes, Zhou Zhou noticed that Fu Hengzhi's complexion hadn't improved since they returned in the afternoon. She mustered her courage and tentatively waved her phone, asking a question.
"Want to join me and relieve some stress?"
"..."
Fu Hengzhi stared at the game package that was being installed on his phone, completely bewildered as to what he was doing.
How did I end up joining?
"My former assistant and Ye Misheng are with me." Zhou Zhou sat at the foot of the bed next to Fu Hengzhi and leaned over to look at the other person's phone.
Fu Hengzhi sat upright, but his gaze lingered on the smooth, white nape of his neck.
We're too close.
Fu Hengzhi felt extremely uncomfortable. His mind told him he should move to the side, after all, they were in a marriage of convenience. But in reality, Fu Hengzhi was unconsciously attracted and couldn't move away.
"Wait a minute, I'm bringing someone with me." Zhou Zhou straightened up, tapped the queue cancellation button, then thought it might not be appropriate and asked, "Why don't you two play first?"
Fu Hengzhi was still installing the game when he heard this and glanced at him.
"It's okay, Brother Zhou, I can wait." Xiao Zhao said confidently.
"Whatever," Ye Mi said casually with a smile. "By the way, Brother Zhou, who are you bringing? It's not President Fu, is it?"
"President Fu?" Xiao Zhao asked, puzzled.
"..." Zhou Zhou suddenly remembered that Xiao Zhao didn't know about his marriage, and before he could remind Ye Misheng, the other party had already answered.
"Mr. Fu is Brother Zhou's legal husband."
Sure enough, Xiao Zhao muted his microphone again.
Zhou Zhou remained silent, glanced at Fu Hengzhi, and then remembered telling Xiao Zhao that he was upright.
What a terrible thing to do.
Ye Misheng was laughing so happily that Zhou Zhou reasonably suspected he was doing it on purpose.
As a novice player, Fu Hengzhi chose a support champion on Zhou Zhou's advice. Zhou Zhou, as the ADC, successfully led Fu Hengzhi to dominate the bottom lane and shouted out when he was in high spirits.
"Who gave you the guts to attack my support?"
"With a 2/8/3 score, you dare to expect a support to play with you? Why should my support play with you? You're not worthy!"
Hearing this, President Fu felt a warmth in his heart.
The game ended quickly thanks to Zhou Zhou and her husband's exceptional performance. The only drawback was the lack of interaction throughout, as if Zhou Zhou was performing a stand-up comedy routine, with only occasional questions from those around her.
Actually, Ye Misheng was speaking at the beginning, but unfortunately, he spoke at the wrong time.
Just as Young Master Ye spoke, President Fu also happened to say something.
Zhou Zhou couldn't hear clearly from either side. Ye Misheng was still talking, but Zhou Zhou saw that Fu Hengzhi's face darkened, and he was about to become unhappy again.
He hurriedly said, "Mi Sheng, please mute your microphone. I can't hear what President Fu is saying."
"..."
Ye Misheng didn't mute the microphone; he simply shut himself in.
It's true that games can strengthen the bond between brothers. After playing a game, Zhou Zhou found that Fu Hengzhi was in an unexpectedly good mood, and he had actually gotten a pretty good grasp of the domineering CEO's personality.
A domineering CEO always wants the spotlight to be on him.
He was angry in the afternoon, probably because he felt I was playing games and not paying attention to him.
The more Zhou thought about it, the more sense it made.
The game had just ended, and Zhou Zhou hadn't even had time to put down his phone when a WeChat message popped up in the window.
Xiao Zhao: A man's mouth is a liar's mouth QAQ
[Author's Note: Xiao Zhao: Next, please welcome Zhou Zhinan to recite "My Legal Husband".]
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Chapter Twenty-Four: It's okay, early detection and early treatment are key.
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Zhou Zhou was a little embarrassed. He thought the matter was over, but he never expected that Xiao Zhao would keep it in mind. Just as he was thinking about how to explain, another message came from the other side.
- Xiao Zhao: But actually I understand, people from big families like yours are always not in control of their marriages QAQ.
- Xiao Zhao: It's been said in TV dramas that marriages are arranged by parents, and young people get married early QAQ.
"..."
Zhou Zhou felt that Xiao Zhao was a closed loop; he hadn't even figured out how to explain it, but the other person had already explained it to him.
"I'm going to rest." Fu Hengzhi didn't take a lunch break today, and he was exhausted after working all day. After washing up and changing into his pajamas, he lay down on the bed and reached out to turn off the light switch.
The bedroom suddenly went dark, with only the faint light from Zhou Zhou's phone screen remaining.
Zhou Zhou let out a sound, holding his phone as he lay down. The moment the back of his head touched the pillow, the awkward feeling of sharing a bed made him uncomfortable again.
"President Fu." Zhou Zhou sat up abruptly, making a loud noise that made Fu Hengzhi, who was already dozing with his eyes closed, frown. However, in the darkness, the other party could not see his facial expression.
"Do you still have work to do?" Zhou Zhou tried to get Fu Hengzhi out of the way so she could go to sleep first.
"No." Fu Hengzhi, who had been woken up, replied irritably, turning over in the darkness so that his back was to Zhou Zhou.
"What a coincidence, I have one." If Plan A fails, there's always Plan B. You can't spare the time, huh? Fine, I'll go then.
Zhou Zhou quickly got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went out, smiling apologetically, "I'm going to work in the guest room next door so as not to disturb you."
Fu Hengzhi hummed in response, without opening his eyes, seemingly unconcerned about where he was going.
Zhou Zhou closed the door, turned right, and went to the next room. Looking at the empty bed, he opened the wardrobe, spread out the neatly folded quilt, and sank into the soft, cozy bed. He felt his whole body relax and feel comfortable.
That's the feeling.
Zhou Zhou's phone vibrated in his hand. He picked it up and squinted to see that it was another message from Xiao Zhao.
The original owner didn't have many friends on WeChat, and Xiao Zhao was the most active one.
- Xiao Zhao: Oh right, Brother Zhou, I almost forgot, you asked me to help you create a fan group QAQ.
Xiao Zhao: You've left the scene, what will happen to this group? Should we disband it? QAQ
-Xiao Zhao: The group has been quite active these past few days QAQ.
Zhou Zhou smiled, the corners of her mouth curling up.
Zhou Zhou: Doesn't the third sentence express your thoughts?
Zhou Zhou yawned slowly, wiping away the tears that had welled up in her eyes. She didn't intend to leave this matter until tomorrow.
The saying goes, "What needs to be done today should be done today."
Zhou Zhou: Did I ever ask you to manage anything else before? It's been so long, I've forgotten.
Xiao Zhao, sitting in front of his phone, grimaced when he saw the message, thinking that the other party probably hadn't even thought of it.
-Xiao Zhao: Just a WeChat fan group with a few hundred people, that's about it QAQ.
It's just a group. I've already left the community, so it wouldn't be good to trouble the other person to continue managing it. I guess the other person meant the same thing.
Zhou Zhou: Okay, then add me to the group. I'll keep an eye on things myself from now on.
Zhou Zhou: Wait a minute, I'll create a new account.
Zhou Zhou didn't plan to log in with her current WeChat account, fearing unnecessary trouble in the future. She created a new WeChat account using the app clone and logged in. After adding Xiao Zhao as a friend, she was added to a WeChat group.
After joining the group, Zhou Zhou ignored everything else, sent a cute emoji as a greeting, and then logged out by clicking "Do Not Disturb."
Zhou Zhou: By the way, how are you doing now? Have you found a new job?
Xiao Zhao: No, I just had a security guard interview today, but I haven't received a reply yet QAQ.
Xiao Zhao: The salary isn't high, and I don't have much of a diploma. The fact that my first job after leaving home paid so much is all thanks to you, brother QAQ.
That makes sense. A regular personal assistant wouldn't get such a high salary. Besides, the original owner's food, clothing, and accommodation were all arranged by the Fu family. Xiao Zhao was just there to help out and chat with the original owner.
The salary terms offered by the original owner were already quite generous to the other party. Considering the earnings I checked on the backend today, I estimated the situation at the end of the month.
Zhou Zhou: Believe in yourself, keep going! I'll pay you the wages I owe you at the beginning of next month.
Zhou Zhou's eyelids felt heavy, and her consciousness was already starting to blur when she sent this message. She didn't continue chatting, turned off the light, wrapped herself in the blanket, and went to sleep.
Fu Hengzhi opened his eyes in the pitch black of the master bedroom. Although his eyes were tired, his mind was very sharp. As he fell asleep, he kept replaying the events of the day in his mind.
I'm back to those sleepless nights I used to experience.
Based on his precise biological clock, Fu Hengzhi estimated that he had been closing his eyes for nearly an hour.
I turned on my phone; it was 12:05 AM.
Fu Hengzhi turned over, his gaze falling on the empty pillow beside him. Normally at this time of day, there should be a raised area there, but it seems that he sleeps better when the other person is around.