There are very few times when Zhou Ji loses his composure. He usually looks like a jade statue without any emotions, and he can always discuss things calmly, no matter what happens.

He would never let himself show even the slightest sign of losing control of his emotions.

Even when he puts on a cold face, making his displeasure obvious, it happens very rarely.

Tonight, his mask has finally been torn off, and his sudden words carried a chilling, knowing edge.

He probably knew perfectly well that they were deliberately ganging up on him.

None of the friends intended to stand on ceremony, and they raised their glasses, saying, "If she can't drink, you can do it for her."

Zhou Ji had a good tolerance for alcohol, and they didn't intend to force him to drink; getting him drunk was simply unrealistic.

Seeing him break his composure tonight is already a good outcome.

After swallowing a few glasses of wine, the man remained expressionless, showing no sign of discomfort.

Jiang Yue hadn't seen Zhou Ji drink much. He usually had good living habits; he didn't drink much or smoke, was always clean, and was very particular about his food, clothing, and daily necessities.

They have a strong pursuit of quality of life.

Living with someone who is obsessed with cleanliness is better than living with someone who is careless.

After a while, Jiang Yue smelled a faint aroma of alcohol, not strong, just a very light and subtle fragrance.

Jiang Yue knew that Zhou Ji was trying to help her, but since he liked her, it was only natural for him to help her out of that predicament.

If you don't intend to put in any effort and just talk the talk, what kind of liking is that?

So Jiang Yue continued to eat, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Everyone in the restaurant had their own ulterior motives. Seeing that Jiang Yue showed no emotion whatsoever, they couldn't help but click their tongues inwardly. It really takes a heartless person to tame a heartless person.

When Zhou Ji was in school, his cold indifference, as if he were heartless and devoid of love, broke the hearts of countless girls.

Now the tables have turned, and it's time for him to be completely ignored by the one he loves.

They couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Jiang Yue; without her, they wouldn't have been able to witness such a spectacular scene tonight.

Unfazed by their meaningful stares and gloating glances, Zhou Ji calmly peeled the shrimp for Jiang Yue and pushed it in front of her, saying, "Eat up."

Just now, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her earnestly eating shrimp.

Unfortunately, she had to peel them herself, which made her hands dirty. She slowly frowned, wiped her fingers clean with a wet wipe, and after a while, she looked troubled again.

I guess I still want to eat it.

Zhou Ji slowly prepared the shrimp for her and brought it to her. Sure enough, when she ate the shrimp that she didn't have to prepare herself, her brows gradually relaxed.

Zhou Ji fed him slowly and deliberately, but he didn't eat much himself. However, he was always a picky eater and didn't eat much, so he basically didn't feel hungry.

The friends at the dinner table had known Zhou Ji for so many years, but they had never seen him serve anyone.

Zhou Ji could hardly tell, but he was indeed very arrogant and often felt that no one was worthy of his personal attention.

I had heard before that Zhou Ji had a special relationship with Jiang Yue, but I thought it was just hearsay. However, what I saw with my own eyes was a different story.

However, this little darling was being pampered very well.

They seemed completely unaware.

They enjoy themselves with a clear conscience, only reaching out without lifting a finger; they are quite delicate, yet not annoying.

Dinner is over.

There was also cake.

Although it's a cliché, blowing out candles and making a wish is an essential step.

Fu Qingnian turned off the lights.

The living room instantly darkened. In the darkness, Fu Qingnian, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, took her hand from behind and lit the candles for her.

The candlelight flickered, like a broken lamp.

Ning Zhi had already decided on her wish: she hoped her husband would wake up soon so that she could also end this helpless, twisted life that was driving her to the brink of ruin.

She had just closed her eyes.

Fu Qingnian leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Sister-in-law, you'd better wish that my brother dies later."

His voice was steady, "Otherwise you'll have to remarry me."

Ning Zhi shuddered, her mind going blank. She panicked and became confused. As she blew out the candles, she thought about many things, and in the end, she didn't even know what wish she had made.

The lights came on again.

The living room is bright.

The little incident that just happened in the darkness seems to have gone unnoticed by anyone.

Ning Zhi's face was pale, and she seemed distracted.

She thought of her husband in the hospital; even if he woke up, she wouldn't have the face to face him again.

They will still get a divorce.

Fu Qingnian cut the cake for her and handed her a piece, saying, "Eat something sweet to calm your nerves."

Jiang Yue kept a close eye on him, not missing a single move. However, Fu Qingnian deliberately restrained himself in front of others and did not show any reckless overstepping of boundaries.

Ning Zhi subconsciously pushed his hand away, and the strawberry cake fell to the ground, the sweet cream mixed with the bright red strawberries, a complete waste.

Ning Zhi instinctively wanted to apologize; her fear of him was ingrained in her very being.

When Fu Qingnian heard her flustered apology, his expression became even more unpleasant, as if what she said was not an apology, but some heart-wrenching words.

Jiang Yue grasped Ning Zhi's slightly cold hand, sensing that she was terrified. All she did was accidentally smash the cake that Fu Qingnian had cut.

It seems that Fu Qingnian must treat her very harshly, otherwise she wouldn't have been so frightened.

Jiang Yue held her tightly, speaking softly as if coaxing a child, "It's okay, it's gone, I'll cut you another piece."

Fu Qingnian suddenly said, "No need for Miss Jiang to worry about this. I'll take care of this rough work."

Fu Qingnian continued to cut a piece of cake with a blank expression, this time steadily handing it to her, "Hold it properly."

After a pause, the man smirked, "It's alright if you don't serve it well, there are plenty more."

Jiang Yue thought that Fu Qingnian was really...too infuriating.

He is usually taciturn, but when he does speak, it's always sarcastic and sarcastic.

Even Zhou Ji seemed much more handsome to her now, and at least she still enjoyed listening to him speak.

Jiang Yue pulled Ning Zhi behind her and said, "Let's go play games first. You guys can enjoy the cake."