Jiang Yue looked up at the sky, and when she didn't know how to answer, she pretended not to have heard anything.

The way he calls me "husband" sounds so cloying.

The fireworks only dazzled for a moment, and for a short while the sky above seemed as bright as day. Several people were playing around in the snow, their faces red from the cold.

Zhou Yu'an held his little nephew. The unruly boy always showed more patience and tenderness at home. He had just peeked at his brother and sister-in-law's secret kiss, and was now a little embarrassed.

Zhou Zhenzhen, who has been single since birth, blushed with embarrassment, feeling that this brother was so different from how he usually was in front of them!

It's unbelievable that he's so good with family.

When his nephew saw that he was about to enter the house through the side door, he started to fuss and wanted to get down from the floor, saying, "Uncle, I want to go to Mom's."

Zhou Yu'an felt incredibly embarrassed, and most importantly, he felt guilty!

If he were to ruin the intimate atmosphere between the two of them, wouldn't he be committing a sin?

“Your mom and dad still have things to talk about,” Zhou Yu’an said, rubbing his nephew’s head. “Go see your mom tomorrow.”

He then quietly went into the house.

Jiang Yue wrapped her shawl tighter around herself. After watching the fireworks, she planned to go inside, finally able to get a good night's sleep.

The lights were still on in the living room.

When Jiang Yue entered, the younger generation were all huddled on the sofa playing games. When they saw her, they all sat up straight.

Jiang Yue took out a red envelope she had prepared earlier from her pocket and handed it over: "Happy New Year."

The group of people were flattered and accepted the red envelopes with trepidation.

To be honest, they've received hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of red envelopes since they were young, so they don't feel anything special about the small red envelopes they receive during Chinese New Year.

But tonight, I'm holding this little red envelope in my hand.

For some reason, I felt a sweet feeling in my heart.

After sending out the red envelopes, she planned to go upstairs to rest. She usually has a very regular schedule and goes to bed on time at 11 p.m., except for occasional marital activities.

So Jiang Yue was so sleepy that she kept yawning with her eyes closed as she went upstairs in a daze.

She had just gone upstairs when the boys and girls in the living room, before they could even cheer, saw their gentle yet indifferent elder brother.

The group immediately tucked their tails between their legs. Even though Zhou Ji wasn't much older than them, they were terrified of him and dared not act recklessly in his presence. They all had to behave themselves.

"elder brother."

The man's calm, deep gaze swept over the red envelopes in their hands. His gaze was sharp, like a devastating arrow, and the men instinctively hid their hands behind their backs.

Despite receiving the red envelopes openly and honestly, they felt incredibly guilty under this calm gaze, and the group was practically unable to sit still.

Zhou Yu'an stepped forward and explained weakly, "Brother... Brother, this is a New Year's red envelope from my sister-in-law."

After an unknown amount of time, the man gave a faint, emotionless "hmm."

His expression was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, but his eyes were unfathomable, his emotions hard to fathom. He slowly spoke: "Since she gave it to you, you should keep it safe."

The light fell on the man's handsome face with its distinct features. His eyes were as black as the deep sea, and his calm words carried an air of authority: "Don't betray her feelings."

The living room has underfloor heating, so it's not cold at all.

They had just been playing around inside, and even though they were wearing sweaters, they still felt hot and had sweated a little. But when they heard their brother's words, they broke out in a cold sweat.

In the past, they might have thought Jiang Yue was trying to curry favor with them by giving them red envelopes, and would have just tossed them aside, not caring at all about the small amount she gave them.

Now, I really don't think that way.

This heartfelt gift is precious and worth cherishing.

"I...I understand, brother."

"Okay, go to bed early."

"You should go to bed early too."

When Zhou Ji arrived on the second floor, he saw Jiang Yue coming out of her son's room. She had changed into her pajamas, her long hair was loose, and she looked very quiet.

After entering the master bedroom and taking a shower, Zhou Ji calmly asked as he came out of the bathroom, "They've all given their red envelopes, what about mine?"

Jiang Yue had never seen anyone chase after her asking for a red envelope.

Since she just agreed to his request, she won't let him down.

"You'll see it when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhou Ji gave her a deep look, and earnestly expressed his grievance: "Why can they receive it now? This is not fair to me."

Jiang Yue said "Oh," and then she buried herself in the blankets, her hair looking a little disheveled. She said, "If you can't wait, I'll give it to someone else tomorrow."

Jiang Yue handed the red envelope to Zhou Ji that very evening.

He used other methods to collect the debt from her.

Shameless and vulgar.

As he pressed closer, gazing into her red and moist eyes, he gently stroked her slightly damp hair with his fingers, his eyes filled with pity and tenderness for her.

With his hands gripping her waist, he could pin her to his body.

He held her close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. It was probably because she was drowsy and not fully conscious that he called her so tenderly, "My darling."

He bit her ear, his voice hoarse and barely audible: "Where's the red envelope?"

Jiang Yue was annoyed by him to no end, and she probably guessed that the reason he was so persistent and relentless tonight was because she hadn't given him a red envelope.

She grumbled impatiently, her voice a little hoarse: "It's under the pillow, get it yourself."

Zhou Ji touched the red envelope, his lips curving slightly. He then seemed to sigh, "You haven't wished me a Happy New Year yet."

Jiang Yue seemed to be almost asleep, and whispered "Happy New Year" to him.

As expected, the two of them slept until noon the next day.

The Zhou family doesn't emphasize breakfast, nor do they have a rule that you have to get up on time to eat three meals a day.

Zhou Ji's mother took a connecting flight on the first day of the Lunar New Year to be with her husband.

The young couple also lived a relatively free life in the old house.

Jiang Yue finished washing up and came out of the bathroom. She saw Zhou Ji on the balcony talking on the phone. He was dressed very lightly, and it seemed he could even stand the cold wind outside in this weather.

On the first day of the new year, Zhou Ji was assigning work to his assistant.

"There's a lawyer named Cheng. Go and look him up."

"It should be the head of Tianhe Law Firm."

For the ten thousandth time, Assistant Shen was thankful that he hadn't gone back to his hometown for the Chinese New Year this year. He took a deep breath and said, "Yes, sir."