You Say I'm Worse Than a Dog, Why Are You Crying When I Stop Licking?

"A warm guy can only rank behind a dog, hahaha." "I really don't like you, it's impossible for us to be together in this life, next life, or the life after that."

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Chapter 243 Married Life: Turmoil

"Honey, I have a little thing to take care of. Call me if you need anything." Ye Zhou quickly kissed An Youhe on the forehead, then left in his suit and briefcase.

"Okay, then you must be careful." An Youhe said, getting up from beside the cradle and straightening Ye Zhou's tie.

The city lights were bright at night, and cars sped by. Ye Zhou opened the car window, and the cool autumn night breeze blew in. He rested his elbow on the window, looked at the scenery outside, and frowned deeply.

He opened the car door and stood in front of the Hezhou Technology Building. The building was exceptionally tall, and its scale of personnel and technological level far surpassed any other technology company, including the Forty Thieves and Huali.

The top floor of the magnificent building houses a high-class conference room.

"What's going on? Weren't all those self-aware KICAN robots destroyed? How come this kind of news is still appearing?" Ye Zhou suppressed his anger and spoke calmly to several senior executives.

"Boss, this news is absolutely fake. Our products could never directly attack people. There's no such setting in the program. Besides, those products with self-awareness have indeed all been destroyed," a manager said urgently.

"No matter what, the first priority is to control public opinion, because public opinion can be a powerful force. We should also send someone to investigate whether the robot in the news report is a product of our company and whether it is different from our product model."

"Understood, I'll instruct my men to do it right away."

Ye Zhou sat in the leather chair, his fingertips tapping rapidly on the table, his eyes fixed on the large screen.

The injured man had multiple cuts on his arm and had been rushed to the hospital by the police. Not far away, a robot that had been shot through was holding a fruit knife.

"Let's talk to the police and see if we can conduct a thorough examination of KICAN."

"OK."

There was a knock on the door outside the meeting room. Ye Zhou said in a deep voice, "Let her in."

The secretary opened the door, and there stood Xia Ling, wearing a plaid shirt and sporting short, ear-length hair.

"I have absolute confidence in the products I helped develop. If it really was KICAN who injured someone, I will resign and turn myself in to the police. It will absolutely not affect the company's reputation."

Now, Hezhou Technology is one of the top companies in the country. If the company collapses, it will truly be a case of a great building crumbling.

Ye Zhou has sponsored many children in mountainous areas who want to go to school, and Xia Ling was the first to be admitted to Tsinghua and Peking Universities through her own efforts. Over the years, she has become a senior product designer, but she still maintains a simple lifestyle, and the clothes she wears cost no more than one hundred yuan.

Ye Zhou naturally wouldn't doubt her; after all, if you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them.

"Don't worry, company matters are not something a lowly employee like you should be handling. Get a good night's sleep, and these things will be resolved soon."

"Brother Ye, do you believe me?" Bright eyes behind black-rimmed glasses looked at Ye Zhou, his expression somewhat moved.

Ye Zhou smiled easily, "I've watched you get to where you are today step by step, of course I believe in you."

After Xia Ling left, Ye Zhou picked up his phone and made a call.

"Yang, there's something I need your help with."

“I saw that news a long time ago. Just tell me, I’m also a member of the company. What do you need me to do?” Chen Yang readily agreed.

"Tomorrow, go to the hospital to see that woman, offer her your condolences, and be careful to deal with the reporters at the scene."

Ye Zhou cannot appear in this matter. If he does, it will only embolden some media outlets to exaggerate the situation, making things even worse.

"Okay, I'll handle it, you can rest assured." After a few seconds of hesitation, Chen Yang asked, "How serious is this matter?"

"It's nothing," Ye Zhou said casually, after all, he was someone who had been to the International Court of Justice at a young age.

During the night shift, Ye Zhou took off his shoes and quietly entered the house. Xiao Anfeng was sleeping peacefully in the cradle. It was unknown how long it took An Youhe to coax the restless little guy to sleep.

He quietly approached the bedside, pulled the blanket up a bit more for his wife, and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

An Youhe possesses a magical power; it seems that as long as he is with her, the unease and anxiety in his heart can easily disappear.

The girl slowly raised her hand and touched Ye Zhou's cheek, which still carried the coolness of late autumn.

"Honey, you're back. Are you hungry?"

"It's alright," Ye Zhou lied, then his stomach began to protest.

The couple quietly left the bedroom.

In less than two minutes, a bowl of fragrant tomato and egg noodles was served.

Ye Zhou, holding the chopsticks, was both surprised and delighted. "You prepared this a long time ago?"

An Youhe's cheeks flushed slightly. "I have a feeling you'll be back soon."

Ye Zhou reached out and pulled the girl into his arms, holding her soft, warm body, their cheeks rubbing together haphazardly.

"My wife still cares about me the most."

"Hurry up and eat, the food will get stale soon."

Let's eat together.

There was a chair. Ye Zhou sat on the chair, and An Youhe sat on the table. The two of them cuddled together for a long time before finishing a bowl of noodles.

After all, taking care of a child is really tiring, even more tiring than going to work. You have to focus your attention on the little one all day long, so Ye Zhou rarely has time to spend with his wife.

It seems like it's been a long time since we've done anything serious. Looking at the girl's pink lips, moistened by the hot soup, Ye Zhou's wicked thoughts surged like a tide.

"Honey, we haven't done anything interesting in a long time."

An Youhe blushed and said, "How about we call it a day?"

"What? You don't want it?" Ye Zhou raised an eyebrow, shaking his legs which were being weighed down. "Are you tired today?"

The girl's cheeks felt like they were on fire, her body trembled slightly, and her voice was unsteady, "I... I'm afraid you'll get tired."

Ye Zhou deliberately whispered something in the girl's ear, and the girl immediately lost control and gripped his sleeve tightly.

Ye Zhou gave a wicked smile and carried his wife to another room.

After all, the night is too short to enjoy. That night, he seemed to have forgotten about the significant crisis at his company and devoted himself entirely to making his wife happy.

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"I was peeling an apple. It was by the door, about four meters away from me. Suddenly it appeared in front of me, picked up a fruit knife, and I was terrified. This has never happened before."

"It wanted to kill me, it aimed at my heart. I tried to run away and used my arm to protect my heart. It was slashed several times. Then, I ran into the bedroom and closed the door, which gave me time to call the police."

The morning news on television broadcast this message: a woman with disheveled hair and a face covered was crying.

The host briefly stated, "Recently, China's largest technology company has been embroiled in a consumer controversy, the cause of which is..."