Mr. Fu's expression can change in an instant. One second he's gently coaxing his wife, and the next he wants her to coax him.
"Baby, you have no idea how I spent that month without you..."
"..." Zhou Zhou was most susceptible to this kind of thing. His heart, which had been as resolute as steel just moments before, was immediately melted into a pool of molten iron.
"I'm sorry..." Zhou Zhou hugged the other person and said softly, "I just didn't want you to see how disheveled I looked... I was so thin back then, I was skin and bones, and I looked terrible."
"I don't care about these things." Fu Hengzhi stroked the other's cheek, the touch was bouncy, which showed that he had been feeding the other well during this time.
"I'm sorry," Zhou Zhou said, feeling guilty. She became more lenient with the other person's request, "If it's curfew, is nine o'clock okay?"
"Okay." Fu Hengzhi cupped the other person's face and kissed him. "I'll do anything for you."
Zhou Zhou was touched at the time and went on a few more rounds with the other person on the sofa. Looking back on it afterwards, he thought it was all nonsense.
He always goes along with the other party, and he can easily be morally blackmailed without even realizing it.
The incident started when Zhou Zhou and Louis were playing together on a live stream in the Rift. The volume on their headphones was too loud, and Fu Hengzhi said something after entering the room, which Zhou Zhou didn't hear clearly, so he took off his headphones and asked again.
"What did you just say? The headphones were too loud, I couldn't hear you."
President Fu looked resentful at the time, and lowered his head dejectedly, saying, "I didn't say anything."
"..." Zhou Zhou could only focus all her attention on him.
"Sweetie, stop fooling around. It's my fault. I really didn't hear you clearly. Can you repeat it again?"
The sincerity of his tone and the gentleness of his words sent a chill down Louis's spine on the other end of the live stream. He muttered to himself, "This isn't marrying a domineering CEO; it's marrying a submissive wife."
President Fu has truly mastered the art of running a dye shop, and he's become increasingly arrogant and ambitious, climbing the ladder of success step by step.
"Go ahead and play, whatever makes you happy."
Zhou Zhou: "......" This is going to kill me, brother.
Louis, being a pragmatic person, immediately said upon hearing the commotion, "Zhou Zhou, you go and coax him first... talk to President Fu properly, and you can help the cat hang on me."
"Sigh, alright." Zhou Zhou took his hands off the keyboard and went over to coax President Fu, who was looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle.
"What's wrong? I haven't left the house after 7 p.m. for the past few days. I've just been playing games."
"You never consider my feelings when you play games with Louis." Fu Hengzhi didn't look at him, but his face was full of unhappiness.
A huge hat was slapped on Zhou Zhou's head, leaving him completely dumbfounded.
"ah?"
"You and he are having so much fun. You've never smiled at me like that."
No, when I get really into a game, I laugh like a freak. Would I dare laugh like that at you?
"I didn't..." Zhou Zhou hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.
"Louis is great, he can play games, and his skills are better than mine, unlike me, who only knows how to make money to make you happy."
"Baby, how could you think like that!" Zhou Zhou quickly pulled her into his arms, his eyes firm and resolute. "It's just a game! Tomorrow I'll set up another computer next to the table, and I'll let you play with me from now on!"
After all, her domineering CEO had said so, so who would go against money, no, against her husband?