Chapter 437 Striving for two children in three years and three children in five years

A warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Xie Nanzhi's cheeks instantly flushed slightly. Just as she was about to push him away, she heard a cheerful voice say, "Mr. Wei's reputation as a fiercely protective husband is indeed well-deserved."

The two turned around at the same time and saw Zhou Weicheng walking over with a wine glass in his hand, followed by Zhou Mubin, whom Xie Nanzhi was looking for. Zhou Weicheng greeted them with a smile, "Nanzhi, President Wei, your presence elevates our Zhou family's banquet to a whole new level."

Wei Chizheng then released his arm around Xie Nanzhi's waist, but his fingertips still held her wrist, a gesture that was both intimate and carried a hint of asserting his ownership.

He raised his glass to Zhou Weicheng, his tone no longer as composed as usual, "Mr. Zhou, you're too kind."

Wei Chizheng and Zhou Weicheng exchanged pleasantries, while Xie Nanzhi stepped forward to speak to Zhou Mubin, "Old Zhou, you came alone today?"

Xie Nanzhi looked around but didn't see any woman next to Zhou Mubin.

But this doesn't seem like his personality at all, like that of a peacock.

Before Zhou Mubin could speak, Wei Chizheng interrupted, "Lawyer Zhou isn't that pitiful."

Xie Nanzhi glanced at Wei Chizheng and noticed that Zhou Weicheng also had a half-smile on his face. It seemed that the two of them were determined to make fun of him.

Wei Chizheng quietly squeezed her palm, a hint of a smile hidden in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou Mubin said, "Of course I'm not pitiful. My female companion hasn't arrived yet."

Zhou Weicheng wouldn't let him off the hook with his teasing, "Are you sure it's your female companion?"

Zhou Mubin's face darkened, and he said irritably, "If it's not mine, whose is it? I'm telling you, Boss Zhou, can't you wish me well for once?"

Zhou Weicheng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I hope you do well and that you can have two children in three years and three in five years."

Upon hearing this, Wei Chizheng and Xie Nanzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Then, Zhou Weicheng changed the subject at an opportune moment and talked about work-related matters.

During the event, whenever a man offered Xie Nanzhi a toast, Wei Chizheng would calmly deflect the toast and use juice to help her out of the awkward situation.

Xie Nanzhi felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she watched his busy figure, but she deliberately teased him, "President Wei, aren't you going to spoil me?"

Wei Chizheng's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth turned up. "I want everyone to know that you are my wife."

Just then, a small commotion came from the next table. It turned out that someone had accidentally spilled red wine, splashing it onto a woman's dress.

Wei Chizheng subconsciously pulled Xie Nanzhi closer to him to prevent her from being affected.

Seeing his nervous expression, Xie Nanzhi couldn't help but laugh. "Wei Chizheng, why are you so good to me?"

Wei Chi lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her forehead, ignoring the stares of those around them, "It's because you're well that I'm well."

At the entrance to the terrace at the other end of the banquet hall, Zhou Mubin stood for a long time with a glass of red wine in his hand. Water droplets condensed on the crystal glass soaked his fingertips, but he was completely unaware.

His gaze was fixed on the carved wooden door of the banquet hall as if drawn by a magnet. Every time someone pushed the door open, his heart would race, only to sink back down when he realized the person was not the one he wanted to see.

"Still watching?"

A cheerful voice came from behind, and Zhou Weicheng approached with a glass of champagne.

Zhou Mubin's gaze swept over his ambiguous smile. "Brother, are you sure you sent the invitation? Why hasn't she arrived yet at this hour?"

Zhou Weicheng deliberately kept everyone in suspense, saying, "It should have been sent over by now."

Zhou Mubin turned his head almost reflexively, his tone filled with barely concealed anxiety, "Should? Brother, why are you being so ambiguous? What does this mean? Are you playing me?"

As Zhou Mubin spoke, he turned to look at the doorway, his fingertips unconsciously tightening around the wine glass, the dark red wine swirling in the glass with tiny ripples.

Based on his understanding of Cui Xiao, he knew that someone who prioritized company interests wouldn't lose face.

She will definitely come. Could something have happened on the way?

Zhou Weicheng took a sip of champagne and teased slowly, "So eager?"

"How can I not be anxious?" Zhou Mubin frowned. "I'm counting on this opportunity to get to know her better..."

He became a little embarrassed as he spoke the second half of the sentence, and his ears turned slightly hot.

Zhou Weicheng raised an eyebrow, about to tease him a few more times, when he saw Zhou Mubin's eyes suddenly light up, like stars suddenly shining in the dark night.

He followed Zhou Mu's gaze and saw the carved wooden door pushed open. Cui Xiao, wearing a beige fishtail dress, was standing in the doorway, holding an exquisite handbag, seemingly looking for someone.

Zhou Mubin took a step almost immediately, then stopped abruptly after a couple of steps, turned around and grabbed two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray. "Brother, I'm leaving."

Before Zhou Weicheng could react, he had already adjusted his expression, straightened his back, and walked towards Cui Xiao. His previously anxious eyes were now filled with cautious joy.

Cui Xiao was looking down at her phone when a familiar voice came from beside her, "Cui Xiao."

She looked up and saw Zhou Mubin standing in front of her, holding two glasses of champagne, his ears still flushed, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her.

Cui Xiao had actually spotted him earlier, but she deliberately lowered her head to caress the rhinestone clasp on her handbag, her fingertips even showing a hint of stiffness.

Hearing that familiar voice, she reluctantly looked up, her gaze sweeping over the champagne in his hand before quickly shifting away to the line of his shoulder. Her voice was as calm as water, "Zhou Lu."

There was a two-second silence in the air before Cui Xiao awkwardly tugged at her skirt, avoiding the glass he offered. "I don't drink."

Of course she knew he would come. Zhou Mubin was the second young master of the Zhou family, and he would definitely attend the anniversary celebration of the Zhou Group.

I just didn't expect to run into him at the door, and it seems he didn't have a female companion with him.

Zhou Mubin didn't retract his hand. Instead, he took half a step forward, brought one glass of champagne to his lips and took a sip, then placed the other glass steadily on the reception table next to him. His actions were so natural that he couldn't refuse. "Then I'll drink it for you."

He took a piece of candy from his suit pocket, unwrapped it, and handed it to her. "Don't drink? Have a candy?"

Seeing that she didn't take it, he simply raised his hand, gently touched her lower lip with his fingertips, and placed the candy in her palm, saying, "I brought this especially for you."

Cui Xiao looked at the candy; it was the same candy Zhou Mubin had given her when she had a high fever and was forced to take medicine at home.

Her palms were irritated by the candy wrapper, and just as she was about to say something, Zhou Mubin half-pulled and half-supported her as he led her into the banquet hall.

His hand gently protected her waist, avoiding overly intimate touches. "Now that we're here, we can't go back on an empty stomach. I'll take you to eat."

Zhou Weicheng, who was not far away, took in the whole scene, smiled and shook his head, then turned to find Wei Chizheng.

In a corner of the dessert area, there was an exquisite white porcelain bowl, with steaming white fungus and lotus seed soup still rising from it.