"Okay, but I'd like to trouble you, honey, to rub my head. It hurts so much."
When Zhou Rui heard him call his wife, he stood there dumbfounded, wondering if he was just imagining things and hallucinating.
But He Muchen's subsequent actions told him that he hadn't misheard anything.
He Muchen walked up to him, took his hand, placed it on his temple, and said in a coquettish tone, "Wife, can't you massage my head? But my head really hurts!"
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen, who was standing in front of her, acting coquettishly. She didn't dare to blink her big eyes, afraid of missing the beautiful scene of her husband acting coquettishly.
"Please, my wife?" He Muchen rubbed his face against his hand, pouting sweetly.
"good."
He Muchen kissed his palm and said with a smile, "Wife, that's wonderful."
Zhou Rui was completely immersed in He Muchen's seductive calls of "wife," unable to extricate himself.
He Muchen sat there drinking the fragrant white porridge his wife had bought for him, while Zhou Rui stood behind him, massaging him.
Zhou Rui was so excited that his hands were shaking a little. He Muchen held his trembling hands and looked up at Zhou Rui, "Wife, what's wrong? Are you having low blood sugar? Your hands are shaking so much."
Zhou Rui looked at the flawlessly handsome He Muchen, swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and pulled his hand away from He Muchen's grasp.
"You must be hungry. I'll go and boil some water for you. Take your medicine after you finish breakfast."
He Muchen frowned as he watched Zhou Rui's hurried departure. What happened now? Why is he suddenly so far away from me again? Just as he was about to get up and go to Zhou Rui's side, there was a knock on the door. It must be the breakfast delivery.
Zhou Rui was near the door, so he went to open it, and the waiter brought over the breakfast.
He took the breakfast, smiled politely, closed the door, placed the breakfast on the table, and sat down, bowing his head as he said, "Thank you."
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who was a little far away from him, reached out and pulled Zhou Rui's chair closer to him, whispering in his ear, "Drink more milk, grow taller..."
After saying that, she gently ruffled his hair, looked at him with a smile, and after eating for a while, Zhou Rui really couldn't hold back anymore.
Curious, he asked him why he called him "wife," and He Muchen pinched his chubby cheeks:
"Because someone called me husband in front of so many people, and you are so cute, I don't want to hurt your feelings."
When Zhou Rui heard He Muchen offer an explanation, his heart felt as if it had been doused with a bucket of ice water, leaving him completely chilled.
It turns out he just thought he was cute and didn't want to hurt someone who was pretty and cute out of politeness.
It turns out I was just overthinking things. I laughed and told myself: Zhou Rui, he's just interested in this face. Besides, he's a big star. Stop fantasizing and just be his assistant.
Zhou Rui said coldly, "Oh, this time I'm sincerely apologizing to you again."
"I'm sorry, I won't call you 'husband' in front of so many people anymore, and you don't need to call me 'wife' anymore either. It's not appropriate for you to call me 'wife'."
Zhou Rui pursed his lips and silently drank his milk with his head down.
He Muchen was taken aback for a moment. Perhaps he felt their relationship was progressing too fast and was having trouble accepting it, which was why he said that. So he would slow things down a bit and rub his head with a smile.
"Calling you 'wife' now is indeed a bit inappropriate."
An awkward atmosphere filled the room when He Muchen's phone rang; it was Wang Chenhan calling.
He Muchen answered impatiently, turning on speakerphone and saying in a low voice, "Hello, what is it?"
"No, why did you just call me crazy and hang up on me, Chenchen baby? Do you know how long it took me to get over that sadness before I called you back?"
"You actually answered the phone and spoke to me so coldly."
Zhou Rui sat to the side listening to the man on the phone sobbing and complaining. It was the first time he had ever heard a grown man cry like that.
"That's enough. If you have something to say, say it now. If not, I'm hanging up."
He Muchen was caught in a dilemma: he couldn't hang up or curse. He was afraid that if he swore, he would scare Zhou Rui, whose mind was already not very sharp, and it would be bad if he scared her away.
Wang Chenhan sniffled on the other end of the phone, his previous sobbing voice fading: "Chenchen, my darling, why did you send me such a big red envelope so early in the morning?"
"Why are there so many questions? If you don't want it, just give it back to me. Also, I'm not your Chenchen baby, so please don't call me Chenchen baby anymore."
After He Muchen finished speaking, he glanced at Zhou Rui beside him.
Wang Chenhan started acting again, his voice trembling with tears: "My darling Chenchen, you don't want me anymore now that you have someone else. You never told me to stop calling you 'my darling Chenchen' before!"
"Was it that little vixen from last night who made you say that to me?"
He Muchen immediately hung up Wang Chenhan's call and nervously explained to Zhou Rui, "Wang Chenhan and I are just friends. He has a wife. The two people who brought me home last night are a couple."
"That Wang Chenhan is such a smart aleck. He calls you 'baby' all the time."
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen. He had never seen him look nervous before. Had he seen it wrong?
"So, when he said 'little vixen,' was he referring to me?"
"Yes, that should be it. You were the one who stayed by my side last night. I must be talking about you."
"Rui Rui, don't be angry. I'll have him apologize to you later."
He Muchen said anxiously, afraid that Zhou Rui would misunderstand that he and Wang Chenhan had some kind of relationship.
"I'm not angry. Maybe I really do look like a little fairy."
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