"I'm so hungry and sleepy,"

"Let's go now,"

He kissed her to comfort her, sat up, took out a bag of cakes from behind the car seat and handed it to her, "Have a bite first, I'll take you to eat grilled fish later."

Fu Xiao shook his head, "I don't want to eat it, it's too dry."

"Then take a nap, I'll drive faster."

Shen Xingzhou sat back in the driver's seat and restarted the vehicle at a very fast speed.

He looked up and saw from the rearview mirror that she narrowed her eyes and the car slowed down.

...

After they finished their meal, they stayed outside for a while.

It was almost evening when we returned to the villa.

Looking at Cen Jin who was sitting at the door of the villa, Shen Xingzhou said softly to Fu Xiao: “You go back first, I will talk to him.”

She nodded, "Okay."

Fu Xiao returned to his room, closed the curtains, locked the door, and went straight into the space. He first used a pharmaceutical machine to make a batch of pregnancy-maintaining drugs suitable for Guan Qing, as well as some pills to prevent the late symptoms of older mothers.

After putting the herbs in and watching the machine running, she walked into the bathroom…

Shen Xingzhou sat directly next to Cen Jin and wanted to offer him a cigarette, but when he searched his pockets, he realized that he didn’t have any.

He smiled and poked him, "Give me the cigarette."

Cen Jin raised his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, then suddenly grinned, "You said you're not afraid of your wife, but you don't even dare to pretend to smoke."

As he spoke, he stood up, took out the cigarette box from his trouser pocket, and after handing the cigarette box to Shen Xingzhou, he squatted on the steps again.

Shen Xingzhou took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out another one and handed it to him, "Light..."

"Hahaha," Cen Jin lowered his head and laughed, "Brother, you don't look like you're trying to persuade me."

"Don't talk nonsense, what can you advise, Huo..."

Cen Jin put the cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit his own cigarette, and then lit one for Shen Xingzhou. The two of them didn't speak for a while, just smoked quietly.

The two were surrounded by smoke and the smell of tobacco.

After a while, one cigarette burned out, Cen Jin lit another one, took a deep puff, and exhaled...

He stared at the rotating eye sockets, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Shen Xingzhou finished smoking one cigarette and didn't take another one. He flicked the ash that fell on his sleeve with his fingers and said lightly: "Go back after you finish smoking. Ask your wife if she wants to take anything home. I will be back in a while."

When Cen Jin spoke, there was a strong smell of cigarette smoke in his words, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Well, I understand."

"Don't worry when you leave this time. Without those obstacles, it will be much easier for me to do things."

Shen Xingzhou said “hmm” and he stood up.

Cen Jin spoke again: "Brother, I have avenged my family."

"Um,"

"Brother Zhou, thank you,"

Shen Xingzhou turned around and smiled faintly: “Yeah,”

Their Cen family consists of five people except him.

His parents, his older brother and his wife, and his three-year-old nephew all died at the hands of Grandpa An.

He always remembered this grudge and wanted to take revenge all the time, but he was too stupid and had no ability to go against the aristocratic family.

It was not until today that I finally dared to kowtow and burn incense in front of my family’s graves.

Cen Jin looked at Shen Xingzhou's back, feeling mixed emotions, he knew that Brother Zhou had no intention of disposing of Grandpa An at this time.

He probably has some unfinished plans.

But for the sake of his family revenge, he would rather disrupt his plans.

He remembered this love and promised that Cen Jin would follow him forever and would never betray him.

Well....

If Shen Xingzhou knew what he was thinking, he would definitely scold him for being self-indulgent.

It was obvious that he was forced to do the killing because that old thief named An said bad things about Fu Xiao.

...

Shen Xingzhou returned to the room, took a shower, changed into home clothes, and walked directly into Fu Xiao’s room from the balcony.

She was leaning against the bed reading a book, watching him walk into her room so blatantly, a little speechless: "You are getting bolder and bolder now, you don't even knock on the door, aren't you afraid that it will be inconvenient for me now?"

He smiled and walked over to sit next to her. "I can hear the sound. If there is any sound in the bathroom, I will not come. Don't worry, I am not a hooligan."

Fu Xiao saw his arm start to wrap around her waist again, "Hey, you are not a hooligan."

She said sarcastically: "Chen Xingzhou, you are getting more and more arrogant. Shouldn't you sneak into my bed in a few days..."

Shen Xingzhou leaned against the head of the bed, tilted his head and smiled: “I really don’t dare to do this.”

"The warnings from my father-in-law and three brothers-in-law are still fresh in my mind."

Fu Xiao asked with interest: "How did you warn me?"

"Ahem...Chen Xingzhou, remember this, if Xiaoxiao loses weight, be careful of your legs." Hearing his tone, she smiled, this must be what her second brother said.

He then imitated what Fu Sui said at that time, and Fu Xiao laughed even louder, "Where is big brother? What did big brother say?"

Shen Xingzhou curled his lips and smiled: "Your elder brother told me several examples of hooliganism in a row,"

"What example?"

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, "This,"

"And this..." As he spoke, his hand gently stroked her waist.

"Even this," he said, squeezing her hand.

Shen Xingzhou played with her fingers and said lazily: “You said, big brother, he didn’t do it himself, but he kept asking me to do it.”

Fu Xiao shook his arm, "What did my dad say?"

"Father-in-law..." He pulled the corner of his mouth slightly and sighed helplessly, "I won't say anymore. Uncle Mu's majesty scared me even through the phone."

"I don't think you were frightened at all,"

Shen Xingzhou pinched her fingertips and said, “I have something serious to do.”

"Can your equipment fit on a small freighter?"

Fu Xiao pondered for a few seconds, thought about the specifications of the machines, and nodded, "Okay, send two sets back first, and leave one set for the institute to use for research."

She asked, "What did you say you wanted to go back?"