Bai Jiaojiao didn't want to do it in the first place, and after hearing this, she didn't want to do it anymore. She shook her head decisively: "No! Whoever wants to do it can do it, but I won't do it anyway!"

The smile on Xiaozhou's lips deepened, and his eyes were full of tenderness and love.

"Tuo, I'll help you reject her."

He also didn't want others to see his wife dancing. If possible, he would rather his wife stay at home all the time.

Bai Jiaojiao nodded and agreed without hesitation, and was even a little glad that she was back.

Otherwise, if I eat at He Qian's house, I will definitely come face to face with Zhang Qiuyun. It would be a bit awkward to refuse her in person and it would ruin the dining atmosphere.

Of course, there was actually a hidden reason for her coming back, which was the newly replaced big bed in the bedroom, which was more expensive than the TV!

Bai Jiaojiao washed herself, locked the door, and immediately threw herself on the bed and turned over, lying in a spread-eagle position. She felt like she was lying on a cloud, which was extremely comfortable.

She closed her eyes, and she was sure she would sleep well tonight.

At this moment, outside the door, after Xiaozhou finished cleaning up, there was a knock on the yard door.

Zhang Qiuyun and He Qian were guarding the door. When He Qian saw that he was the one who opened the door, she immediately frowned and shouted inside, "Sister Jiaojiao, we are here!"

Before he could finish, the door in front of him was closed, and Xiaozhou's eyes turned cold.

He Qian was also unhappy, "What are you doing? I'm looking for Sister Jiaojiao!"

"She's already asleep, don't disturb her."

He Qian's loud voice disappeared instantly, and she immediately covered her mouth and whispered, "Tuo, I know."

Zhang Qiuyun also wanted to see Bai Jiaojiao, but given the current situation, she could only ask Xiao Zhou.

"I told you about joining the group. Have you told Jiaojiao?"

"I told her that she doesn't agree." Xiao Zhou's eyes flashed with joy, but his face was filled with a hint of regret. "I can't do anything about it. I can't persuade her."

"How is that possible? If she didn't want to join the art troupe, why would she come here?" Zhang Qiuyun didn't quite believe it.

Xiao Zhou said: "She was just passing by for fun."

"Mom, what Xiaozhou said is right. It's also your fault. You've always said that Sister Jiaojiao is not good enough. I guess she doesn't want to join now even if she is interested."

A hint of coldness flashed across Xiaozhou's eyes. How dare he talk about his wife?

He Qian didn't notice that something was wrong with him and was feeling regretful. She had been hoping to hear some news about him. After all, if Bai Jiaojiao really joined the art troupe, they would be able to go to get off work and come home together, and even perform on stage together.

Zhang Qiuyun was also immersed in her own thoughts, and her expression was uglier than if she had eaten a piece of shit.

She also wanted to invite others to join the group, and then teach them after she came in, so that Bai Jiaojiao wouldn't start to criticize as soon as she opened her mouth.

Now it’s too late and people are not willing to come in.

But the troupe needed people urgently as they had to perform in two weeks.

"Well, Xiaozhou, why don't you wake up your wife?" Zhang Qiuyun said shamelessly.

Xiaozhou smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Captain Zhang, please come back tomorrow. My wife is sleeping soundly and doesn't like to be disturbed."

Zhang Qiuyun frowned: "Joining the art troupe is a big deal. I was just woken up. How can this be considered a disturbance?"

Xiaozhou's fists were clenched.

Just then, the door was opened from behind.

Bai Jiaojiao yawned and appeared in everyone's sight.

Her hair was loose, she had a faint fragrance, and her skin was soft and fair, even women would blush when they saw her.

"Xiao Zhou, why are you here so late..."

Seeing other people around, Bai Jiaojiao waved and said hello: "Good evening, what can I do for you?"

Xiao Zhou's fists were already loosened. He took off his coat and put it on her. "Why are you awake?"