Depressed wife runs with the ball

Chapter 126 "Ex-Girlfriend" Man Tea

She was tall, and looked more like a good match standing next to Zhou Xingzhi, unlike Chu Yue, who was much shorter than him even when standing on tiptoe.

She has a bright and elegant appearance, and her makeup makes her even more charismatic, the kind of vigorous and decisive aura that Zhou Xingzhi mentioned. She is completely different from Chu Yue, who is more artistic and aloof.

When they returned to the villa, the lights on the first floor were not even on. He turned on the lights, put the ingredients in the kitchen, and told Li Wanyun, "Yueyue might be upstairs. I'll go check on her. You can sit anywhere."

Li Wanyun nodded, and he went upstairs to see Chu Yue. There were a few pieces of drawing paper nailed to the soft wall, with nothing drawn on them. The breeze from the balcony made the drawing paper rustle. Chu Yue sat on the balcony, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, in a daze.

"Yueyue, why don't you paint anymore?" Zhou Xingzhi picked up the blanket on the sofa and covered her with it.

"You're back. Have the guests arrived?" Chu Yue lifted the blanket, stood up and prepared to go downstairs to greet the guests.

Zhou Xingzhi looked at the blanket she picked up and felt that she was really angry. She was even so angry that she didn't care anymore and would just stay away from her.

"Here we are. I'll make you dinner." He was a little afraid of her current state. First she said they should sleep in separate rooms, then she refused physical contact, and now she was even resisting the blanket that was given to her.

"I'll go downstairs and meet him." Chu Yue threw the blanket on the sofa and went downstairs. Zhou Xingzhi followed her downstairs.

Li Wanyun was busy washing vegetables in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron and slippers. She was 1.7 meters tall and was bent over in front of the sink with her head down.

It was already the end of the year and the weather was very cold, but she was still wearing a professional suit, black stockings, and a brown windbreaker that didn't look too thick.

"Oh, how can I let you come?" Chu Yue saw her figure and said quickly.

Li Wanyun turned around and saw her, smiled and said, "It's okay, she's not a stranger. Xingzhi, is this your wife?"

Zhou Xingzhi walked into the kitchen, took a look at the unpacked ingredients, and said, "I'll take care of the rest. You go sit down and chat with my wife."

Li Wanyun stopped being polite and untied her apron, handing it to him. She said to Chu Yue, "As soon as I got off the plane, Xingzhi told me his wife was waiting for him at home to cook, so he dragged me here. I didn't even know when he got married."

Chu Yue walked to the sofa, peeled the orange on the coffee table, and said politely: "It must have been a long flight. I'm so tired from the journey, how can I ask you to help me? Xingzhi and I haven't gotten married yet, and I will definitely ask you to come to the wedding when we do."

Hand her the peeled orange.

"Oh, that's what I was thinking. Why didn't you inform me, your ex-girlfriend, about such a big thing as marriage?" Li Wanyun took the orange and tasted it. It was quite sweet.

Then, as if remembering something, he swallowed the orange and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Don't get me wrong, he used me to trick his mother before. There's no romantic relationship between us, we're just like brothers."

Chu Yue smiled and made tea with the water on the coffee table. "He told me."

"Xingzhi said that you are an artist. You never have to do housework and never worry about household chores. Your artistic value is immeasurable." Li Wanyun sat cross-legged on the sofa, savoring the orange in her hand carefully, and spoke nonchalantly.

Chu Yue's hand paused on the teacup while she was making tea. In Zhou Xingzhi's heart, she was just a greenhouse flower that needed to be nurtured. She couldn't withstand the wind or the rain.

Seeing that she remained silent, Li Wanyun looked up and explained, "That's not what I meant. I meant that you are not like ordinary people like us who only care about numbers, amounts, profits, principal and interest."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not much of an artist." Chu Yue poured her tea.

Compared with the girl's professionalism and full makeup, Chu Yue's cashmere home clothes and plain face make her look a little shabby.

Zhou Xingzhi was shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. Li Wanyun felt a little bad and said to Chu Yue, "I'd better go and help."

After they finished their work, Zhou Xingzhi gently called Chu Yue to eat. Li Wanyun was surprised to hear this, and she rapped her chopsticks with her bowl, saying in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, you call me Big Head Li, and you call your wife Yueyue~"

Chu Yue smiled and looked at her head. It wasn't that big.

Zhou Xingzhi impatiently snatched her chopsticks, frowned, and said, "Knocking the bowl on the table is like a beggar."

Few women in the company could get close to him, and when they snatched the chopsticks from him, they didn't notice any mysophobia in him.

The soup in the hot pot was boiling. Zhou Xingzhi put in some hard-to-cook ingredients. Li Wanyun put in the beef and said, "Putting in the meat is the top priority!"

Then he said to Chu Yue, "When we were in the United States, a few of us would cook hot pot on weekends. But in an American house, the alarm was always going off."

Chu Yue couldn't help but think of Chu Jinyuelai, wondering if his cooking skills were also acquired while studying abroad.

Zhou Xingzhi picked up some meat for Chu Yue and carefully placed it in her bowl. She whispered, "I can do it myself."

Li Wanyun added, "When we were studying abroad, we were the best cooks. He also said that his cooking skills were good, so his father would think that he was not doing his job properly, had no ambition, and was not good to him..."

Zhou Xingzhi kicked her under the table, signaling her to shut up.

Chu Yue asked, "Where are you from, Miss Li?" She opened up again and said, "I'm from Longdu. My parents are civil servants and have always wanted me to go home and take the civil service exam. Well, I often tell them that I should be reborn into Xingzhi's family, and have Xingzhi be reborn into my family, so that my parents can get what they want."

"Eat your food! Why are you talking so much?" Zhou Xingzhi tried to shut her up by winking at her, but he couldn't stop this chatterbox.

Looking at Chu Yue's face again, she just lowered her head to eat the dishes, occasionally looking up to pick up the ingredients in the pot. It seemed that she didn't care much, and her heart became even more panicked.

"Miss Li, will you stay here tonight?" Chu Yue asked again.

Zhou Xingzhi said first: "No, I asked the driver to take her to the hotel after dinner."

"Hey? Are you sending me there by driver?" Li Wanyun didn't think there was anything wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them and continued to eat carefree.

"It's so cold and it's night time, and you still have to ask the driver to make a long trip. Why bother others when you can just take him there?" Chu Yue said.

"Uncle Miao has been idle for a long time. It's okay to let him work overtime." Zhou Xingzhi said gloomily.

Chu Yue gave him a cold look, and he quickly changed his words: "It's not impossible for me to send you off, I just think it's boring for you to be home alone."

"After dinner, you can take her to the hotel. Miss Li must be tired after such a long flight."

Li Wanyun waved her chopsticks and said, "You should just call me Wanyun, or Marlene. Calling me Miss Li all the time feels strange and doesn't sound nice."

"Just call him Big Head Li." Zhou Xingzhi added.

It was a seemingly harmonious hotpot meal where everyone ate their own food, but in fact, no one had anything to talk about.

After dinner, Chu Yue told them not to worry about the leftovers, and asked Zhou Xingzhi to send the people to the hotel first while he cleaned up at home.

Li Wanyun said, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "Why don't you finish packing first before going to the hotel? You're packing so much by yourself, maybe a few of them will break."

"It's broken, just a few bowls and plates." Chu Yue didn't care.

"Don't clean up yet. Wait until I come back." Zhou Xingzhi had been worried all day and now he just wanted to send this Big Head Li away quickly and come back to coax his wife.

As she spoke, she pushed Li Wanyun out. "Hey, hey, hey, that...what, be careful." She gave the instructions, looking back every few steps.

After the two of them left, Chu Yue began to clear the table. She wasn't some greenhouse flower, some artist who'd never had to work in the open air. She was a self-reliant and self-reliant rose! A rare breed, weathered by the vicissitudes of life, still standing proudly on the mountaintop.

Zhou Xingzhi dropped Li Wanyun off at a nearby hotel, gave her a few quick instructions, and was about to leave. Li Wanyun stopped him at the hotel entrance and asked, "Would you like to come up and sit down? Tell me about those acquisition plans and the people in the investment department?"

"I'm busy. Let's discuss it again when we get to the group on Monday." He just wanted to go home quickly to coax his wife.

"I say, you are not afraid of your wife, are you?" After coming out of the villa, she felt that this old classmate was absent-minded.

"Don't worry about it, just have a good rest." Zhou Xingzhi pushed away her hand that was grabbing his clothes and drove back.

Li Wanyun uttered a disdainful sound: "Tsk!"