Zhou Ziyi received the news in the kitchen.

I had just poured out the squeezed juice, and then I heard what Yan Xiuzhi said at the kitchen door.

"Going to a party tonight?"

Accompanying CEO Yan to certain events is actually Zhou Ziyi's duty as the "CEO's wife", so despite the embarrassment, Zhou Ziyi quickly agreed: "...I know. What time? What occasion? Who's there?"

This conversation is quite concise, not a single word is added.

It's a far cry from Zhou Ziyi's usual fancy grammar.

Yan Xiuji narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that he was still avoiding him, but he still answered his question: "I'm not sure what time, probably around nine or ten. I'm going to a bar. They're all my friends. Not many, but you've met most of them."

"Clear bar?" Zhou Ziyi blinked. He had never been to a bar with Yan Xiuji before. "Uh, the kind that's relaxing?"

"Yes." Yan Xiuji nodded, "It's nothing serious, no need to be too serious, just treat it as fun."

Zhou Ziyi was at a loss.

This doesn't sound like an occasion that requires a "president's wife". It's even better not to bring family members, right? After all, there might be a chance to play along. Why did Yan Xiuji ask him to go?

However, since Mr. Yan had mentioned him, Zhou Ziyi did not forcefully refuse. He nodded: "Okay, I understand. Where should I meet you?" Zhou Ziyi also glanced up and down at Yan Xiuji's clothes and asked again, "Are you going there directly after work?"

This was the first time in more than a week that Zhou Ziyi looked directly at Yan Xiuji, and he looked at him seriously for several seconds. Yan Xiuji unconsciously straightened his back, and when he looked away, he asked back, "Why are you looking at me like that? Does it have anything to do with whether I go there directly after work?"

"...Yes." Zhou Ziyi said, "I'm not sure what to wear, serious or casual. If you wear this, I will match you."

The young man's tone was indifferent, as if he was just saying it casually. This time, Yan Xiuji realized that Zhou Ziyi was going to "do business".

Looking back, whenever Yan Xiuji took Zhou Ziyi to any occasion, the young man always seemed to be able to match the "style" of President Yan. Yan Xiuji only thought that Zhou Ziyi had good taste before, and the two of them always looked harmonious when they walked side by side. Now that I think about it, it must be because Zhou Ziyi paid special attention to this aspect that Yan Xiuji felt that he was always decent and good-looking.

Of course, Zhou Ziyi has worn many other styles, and he can pull them off. But he rarely wears them in front of Yan Xiuji, and Yan Xiuji rarely sees his outfits in person. At most, he would catch a glimpse of them before he went home to change clothes, or see photos on his WeChat Moments. The longest time was when they went on their honeymoon on the island, and Zhou Ziyi wore the holiday style for almost a week.

Yan Xiuzhi felt relieved, but at the same time he thought: He really cares about me.

Need to change it.

So President Yan said, "You can wear whatever you want. I'll go home after get off work, change clothes and go together. I'll see what you wear then."

"...Okay." Zhou Ziyi felt that it was really strange that he and Yan Xiuji were talking so calmly, but he had to reply, "Then I... will wait for you at home."

After saying this, Zhou Ziyi really wanted time to go back. It was originally a normal sentence, but because of his subtle pause, the whole sentence became very subtle.

However, Yan Xiuji didn't seem to care. He nodded and pointed to the glass of juice next to Zhou Ziyi: "Is that for me?"

Zhou Ziyi handed it to him subconsciously.

Yan Xiuji took it naturally, said "thank you", turned and left the kitchen.

Zhou Ziyi stood in the kitchen, confused for a long time, not understanding what Yan Xiuzhi meant.

——Are you...just letting what happened that night go by?

——But he seems to not want me to do business, so is he warning me not to have any thoughts?

***

That night, Yan Xiuzhi stepped into the house at half past nine.

Zhou Ziyi was standing in the living room drinking soda water. When he heard the noise, he turned around and their eyes met.

Yan Xiuji's gaze moved around him stealthily and quickly - a pink printed shirt, white casual trousers, no tie, no watch, and his hair must have been combed.

In fact, Yan Xiuji usually doesn't like things that are too fancy, but when Zhou Ziyi wears this shirt, he only makes people feel lively and light, and there is really no feeling of being too dazzling. Moreover, the white pants are close-fitting, outlining Zhou Ziyi's waist and long legs. With a simple hairstyle, Zhou Ziyi's outfit is retro and eye-catching, and it is indeed very fashionable.

Yan Xiuzhi remembered the men's clothing models he saw in magazines.

Zhou Ziyi didn't notice what Yan Xiuji was looking at, so he just asked, "You're back, are you leaving right away?"

"Yes." Yan Xiuji nodded and went straight upstairs. "I'll change my clothes in ten minutes. Are you ready?"

"I have another coat." Zhou Ziyi pointed to the coat rack in the living room, "I'll wear it before I go out."

Yan Xiuji took a look and saw that it was a casual suit paired with youth pants.

If she puts on a printed shirt, she probably won't look so out of place, and when Zhou Ziyi and Yan Xiuzhi go out, they won't be too over.

Yan Xiuzhi had something in mind.

Seeing him going upstairs, Zhou Ziyi couldn't help but ask again, "Have you had dinner? If not, eat something small. Don't drink right away when you get to the bar. It's easy to get drunk."

Yan Xiuji could hear his concern and stopped on the stairs to glance at him: "I've eaten, don't worry."

Zhou Ziyi: “…”

He always felt that Yan Xiu Ji was smiling, but when he wanted to take a closer look, Yan Xiu Ji had already turned around and went upstairs.

Zhou Ziyi was left standing there at a loss: Did I say anything funny? ? ?

…

Ten minutes later, Yan Xiuji came downstairs on time.

Zhou Ziyi had already put on his coat. He turned his head and was stunned.

Yan Xiuzhi changed into a gray casual suit, took off his tie, and was still fastening his watch strap when he went downstairs.

The point is, the shirt he was wearing underneath actually had a pattern on it!

Zhou Ziyi didn't know whether to be surprised because "he actually wore a patterned shirt" or stunned because "Yan Xiuzhi and I were wearing couple outfits".

——Just a coincidence...right?!

—A light-colored casual suit, a patterned shirt, and a watch. Isn’t this the same style as mine?!

——Yan Xiuji took the initiative to match my couple outfit???

Zhou Ziyi looked at Yan Xiuji in astonishment, his gaze was so direct that even if President Yan wanted to ignore it, he couldn't. Yan Xiuji originally thought that it was no big deal for him to take the initiative to meet him once. But now that Zhou Ziyi was staring at him like this, even Yan Xiuji, who was always as steady as a rock, felt a tingling sensation in his back.

He had no choice but to speak: "Why, inappropriate?"

“No, no…” After being stunned, Zhou Ziyi suddenly realized: No matter whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, we’re together anyway, and I don’t lose anything by pretending to be a couple!

——And, what if Yan Xiuji did it on purpose...

Zhou Ziyi despised himself for starting a beautiful fantasy just because of a set of clothes, but he couldn't help feeling happy.

At least so far, Yan Xiuzhi has shown no signs of wanting to kick him out.

Zhou Ziyi felt that the invisible sharp blade on his head had moved away a few centimeters, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that he hadn't finished answering, Yan Xiuji stood there stupidly, and reminded him: "Anything else? If not, I'll leave."

"Oh, that's all, let's go!" Zhou Ziyi strode after him, his eyes shining.

Yan Xiuji met his gaze, then looked away, turned around and walked out.

Then he smiled silently.

***

When they arrived at the place, they found that it was indeed a bar, and not very big.

It's like booking the entire place.

The two came in one after the other and quickly attracted the attention of others. Several of Yan Xiuji's friends came over to greet him. Some had met Zhou Ziyi before, while others had not. But everyone knew who this young man was, so they shook hands with him and exchanged pleasantries.

Someone else joked, "Why do you look younger than the day of the trial?"

Zhou Ziyi was of course more comfortable in the bar than in the courtroom, and he casually replied: "I'm here to meet a friend, so of course I have to wear pink to look handsome."

The other party was amused by him, laughed a few times, echoed "good looking" twice, and then looked at Yan Xiuji again: "You are finally here. We invited you three times and four times but couldn't get you. It's Yu Yanxi's face that made you come as soon as you were called."

Zhou Ziyi was stunned when he heard this.

Just a second later, a male voice came from behind, with a smile in his voice: "Ah Xiu, are you here?"

Zhou Ziyi looked in the direction of the voice.

It was a man in his twenties, with a handsome face and bright eyes. He looked charming when he smiled, with a gentle scholarly air. He walked over in a few steps, not looking at the people next to him, but just looking at Yan Xiuji: "Long time no see."

Yan Xiuji smiled when he saw him: "Long time no see."

Zhou Ziyi's head buzzed.

--Hold.

——Yu Yanxi, Yan Xiuzhi’s childhood sweetheart and white moonlight!

Zhou Ziyi had been thinking about him for so long and had caused a lot of trouble, but before he could figure it out, the real culprit suddenly showed up!

The young man felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. All the joy that he had originally felt because of the "fake couple outfits" was gone, and he instantly felt cold from head to toe.

He just heard clearly that Yan Xiuji took time out of his busy schedule to come to the bar because... Yu Yanxi invited him.

Other friends couldn’t be called, but they came when Yu Yanxi called them.

Zhou Ziyi stood there, and an idea couldn't help but come to his mind: Then... why did Yan Xiuzhi bring me here?

——Let me see the facts?

"I'm sorry, this person looks unfamiliar."

Yu Yanxi's gaze finally fell on Zhou Ziyi, but he still spoke to Yan Xiuji: "Who is this...?"

"Zhou Ziyi." Yan Xiuji paused, "...my love."

Yu Yanxi glanced at Yan Xiuzhi with a slightly deeper gaze.

Zhou Ziyi didn't pay attention to Yan Xiuji's words and tone. He just wanted to quickly regain his consciousness and state. He naturally stretched out his hand and smiled at Yu Yanxi: "Hello."

"Hello too." Yu Yanxi shook hands with him.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhou Ziyi always felt that his smile was a little weird.

But Zhou Ziyi did not explore. He held himself tight, managing his facial expression very well, and kept encouraging himself in his heart: Zhou Ziyi, you can't lose!

——Lose the fight but not the battle!

"Come to think of it, Ah Xiu, you didn't tell me in advance that you were getting married. I only found out about your engagement news from your circle of friends." Yu Yanxi stopped looking at Zhou Ziyi and turned his gaze directly to Yan Xiuji, "You did such a good job of keeping it a secret?"

"I was busy at the time, trying to do both, so I forgot about it." Yan Xiuji responded calmly, "Then I saw you said you were busy with your studies, so I didn't bother you much."

"No matter how busy I am with school, even though I can't make it back to be your best man, I will still have time to congratulate you." Yu Yanxi smiled, "After all, we are good friends that I have known since childhood, and I know what is more important."

Zhou Ziyi: I feel like there is some pattern in these words. Am I thinking too much?

Yan Xiuji said: "Now you know."

"I knew it a long time ago. You've posted a lot on your Moments." Yu Yanxi sighed and laughed, "Okay, don't stand here. Go order a drink and sit down and chat for a while?"

Yan Xiuji nodded and followed him.

Zhou Ziyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yan Xiuji, who had just taken two steps out, seemed to have eyes on his back and turned to look at him: "Will you come with me? ... Or do you want to play by yourself?"

"Follow you." Zhou Ziyi followed without thinking.

When the other people present saw the three of them gathered together, they exchanged silent glances with each other, tacitly agreeing not to disturb them and just silently watched.

The three of them sat down at the bar, with Yu Yanxi on one side of Yan Xiuji and Zhou Ziyi on the other. As soon as Zhou Ziyi sat down, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is so ridiculous, this seat is so ridiculous.

If possible, Zhou Ziyi really doesn't want to be one of the protagonists of this bloody drama.

But he really couldn't just retreat like that...

Zhou Ziyi was absent-minded when he suddenly heard Yu Yanxi say to Yan Xiuji: "What do you want to drink? Their cocktails are good. I like my favorite flavor. Do you want to try it..."

Hold.

"President's Wife" Zhou Ziyi couldn't hold it in any longer: This is not a provocation, I'm eating ramen upside down!

"Brother." The young man in a white suit was leaning against the bar, tapping his fingers on the counter and speaking to the bartender first.

"Please give my love a Mojito."