"Hehe, whatever you say it is, it is!"

"I can't be bothered with you! Don't you have to go to work today? Hurry up and sit down and eat."

Zhang Hongmei simply made dumpling soup. It's simple and quick, mainly because of the limited ingredients. She only found some scallions in the yard, so that was all she could do. However, she still took out eggs from her spatial storage. Otherwise, breakfast would be too monotonous.

"Hehe, I really am hungry."

Zhang Hongmei rolled her eyes at him. He has absolutely no self-control; how could he not be hungry?

This breakfast, which was eaten after 10 a.m., was spent joking around with Zhang Shouyi.

Zhang Hongmei wasn't actually angry. How should I put it? She was just shy, but she couldn't quite pull off that ladylike shy expression, so this was all she could do.

After the meal, Zhang Shouyi took the initiative to clean up the kitchen. The two strolled around the yard.

Just then, the gatekeeper arrived with several post office staff. This was a No. 5 telephone; to be honest, it was quite a luxury.

However, this is still quite convenient, since all four of them have their own things to do, and it would be inconvenient to just make a phone call.

The phone in Zhang Hongmei's study is a new number. She had originally planned to bring the old number over, but the phone is still placed in the living room.

The two followed behind the staff, watching them set up the cables, and thought it was quite troublesome.

"Honey, let's forget about that and go to the study, okay?"

"Let's wait a bit. We need to know the phone numbers too."

Zhang Hongmei really didn't want to be alone with Zhang Shouyi.

We've just finished eating, so it would be nice to take a walk together.

It wasn't until midnight that the installation was finally finished.

Zhang Hongmei wrote down several phone numbers. She'd give Roger and Peter their personal phone numbers when she had time.

"Honey, are you hungry? Shall we go out to eat later?"

"No, I'm not going. Besides, I'm not hungry."

"That's fine, we'll have the restaurant deliver lunch to us later."

He dragged Zhang Hongmei into the bedroom, and the two of them lay on the step. Zhang Shouyi then tried to make small talk with Zhang Hongmei.

Wang Ying and Zeng Zhongkang, however, were not as at ease as the other two.

The two were not familiar with each other to begin with, but they ended up becoming husband and wife.

After dinner last night, Gu Chuanming asked Chengzi to take the two of them back to their own home.

Zeng Zhongkang hadn't originally planned to have marital relations so soon.

But Wang Ying wants a real home of her own. She also wants a cute little girl like Niu Niu.

But she's a girl after all. She can't take the initiative in something like this.

The two went home, but Chengzi didn't go inside; he drove away.

Zeng Zhongkang helped Wang Ying boil water for her to take a bath, and he also quickly took a quick shower himself.

Zeng Zhongkang was still thinking that it was fortunate that the bedding for the guest rooms had been prepared, otherwise he would have been freezing.

I was too embarrassed to go into the bedroom, but I found Wang Ying sitting in the living room.

"Wang Ying, go to sleep. It's been a long day."

"Zeng Zhongkang, can we become a real couple?"

"Aren't we husband and wife now? Why do you ask that?"

After Zeng Zhongkang finished speaking, he realized that he had not fully understood what Wang Ying had said.

“Wang Ying, you still have a chance to back out. But if we become a real couple, then I, Zeng Zhongkang, will absolutely not agree to a divorce.”

Wang Ying sat there with her head down, not saying a word, her mind in turmoil. But traditional ideas prevailed.

"I have no intention of going back on my word."

After hearing this, Zeng Zhongkang didn't know what to feel. However, fearing to approach, he took Wang Ying's hand, and the two entered the bedroom one after the other.

That night was truly not pleasant for either of them. They were both in pain. But in the end, they still became a real couple.

Afterwards, the two lay side by side on the bed. Zeng Zhongkang tentatively turned to his side and put his arm around Wang Ying.

"I'm sorry I can't give you a wedding. I'm sorry to have to put you through that."

"I don't care about these things."

"That's your opinion, and I just feel very sorry."

Wang Ying just smiled and didn't say anything. The room was unusually quiet; you could hear both of them breathing.

Zeng Zhongkang felt extremely awkward. But he didn't know what to say.

Before they knew it, they had both fallen asleep.

The next morning, Zeng Zhongkang opened his eyes on time and looked at Wang Ying, who was sleeping very casually beside him. He thought this kind of life was quite nice.

As for Zhang Hongmei, I can only keep it to myself. I will definitely pursue my own happiness in the future.

Wang Ying opened her eyes at this moment, then turned her face away a little embarrassed. She sat up, feeling a little uncomfortable, but it was still bearable.

Zeng Zhongkang also got up, and both of them felt extremely awkward. They each took care of themselves.

The family bought all the food and vegetables yesterday. The old leader told them that they could go back to visit their parents in three days, but they had to go to Fuzeyuan.

Moreover, Yu Hongxia jokingly told her that she would have a few days off.

Wang Ying felt very warm towards her family and friends, who all cared about her.

"I'll go cook," Zeng Zhongkang said to Wang Ying after tidying himself up, then turned and went into the study.

"Let's work together and get everything we need ready today."

"Okay. I don't know what I'm missing? Oh, right!"

After Zeng Zhongkang finished speaking, he hurriedly returned to the bedroom, took out the 17,000 yuan he had just exchanged from his bag, and handed it to Wang Ying.

"Here's the money, it's all yours," Zeng Zhongkang said, a little embarrassed. He only just realized that he hadn't prepared a betrothal gift for Wang Ying.

“Wang Ying, Hongmei still has more than 50,000 M gold in my hands. If you need it, I can take it over. I was thinking that Hongmei might want to do something with it, and we invested in it.”

"You don't need to take it back. I have money too. You can keep this."

"No, from now on all my money is yours to control." Zeng Zhongkang said forcefully, shoving a bag of money into Wang Ying's hand.

"Hmm, so you're not keeping it yourself?"

"I don't have anywhere to spend money, so I've entrusted everything to you. I'll just ask you for what I need."

"Okay." Since they're willing to give it to me, I'll take it.

The two cooked porridge. There was also pickled red vegetables, and Wang Ying even specially made a stir-fried egg with scallions.

After the meal, the two of them walked around all ten rooms again, taking paper and pen to write down what they needed.

"Wang Ying, I have to go back. Come with me."

"Um!"

Zeng Zhongkang felt a little warm inside. This was absolute trust in him, without even asking what he was going to do.

"I'm going back to get my and my mom's things. I won't be going back again."

"Then you should call your dad. That way nothing bad will happen. After all, she's your stepmother."

"Okay, I'll make the call now. Let's apply for a phone later, so it'll be more convenient if anything comes up in the future."