He Muchen was stunned. Didn't he feel the impact of his responses these past few days? Was he joking when he called him "wife"?
Zhou Rui saw that He Muchen didn't respond to him and was just staring at him. Well, maybe he was just imagining things. He shouldn't have asked that question so mindlessly.
She thought to herself: Zhou Rui, this is so awkward! What am I going to do? Can anyone help me?
Just as he was about to say something, his phone rang. It was Zhou Rui's father calling, and Zhou Rui was extremely grateful to his dad.
He cleared his throat, took a breath to break the awkward silence, and answered the phone: "Hello, Dad, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly decide to call me?"
"Did Mom cause trouble for you at home again?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Rui's father said confidently, "You brat, what are you saying? When has your mother ever been unreasonable? She's always been very obedient."
Zhou Rui recalled the image of his mother pulling his father's ear and speaking loudly to him, and muttered to himself, "Is she well-behaved?"
"By the way, don't interrupt me. I have a question for you: is the person being talked about online really you?"
Zhou Rui glanced at He Muchen beside him and continued to reply to his father:
"Yes, Dad, don't overthink it. That's all nonsense from the internet. I was just accompanying a colleague to buy some things."
"Of course I know what kind of person my son is. I always said that the brat who came to my house last time was no good. Son, stay away from him."
“Honey, if it really doesn’t work out, we can quit that lousy job. You can resign and come home, and Dad will support you.”
Ms. Lin grabbed Zhou Baihui's ear on the other end of the phone and said loudly:
“Zhou Baihui, you old bastard, how can you treat your father like this? Your son was doing well at his job, and you actually made him quit.”
Ms. Lin snatched the phone away: "Honey! Don't listen to your dad. If you like something, be brave and do it. Mom knows you really like your job."
Zhou Baihui muttered to himself, "I think you just like your son's job, so it's a good opportunity for you to follow your idol."
“Zhou Baihui, what are you muttering about? It’s my own son, how could I not know what he likes?”
"Okay, okay, my son likes it. Give me the phone, I want to say one more word to him."
As Zhou Rui listened to their conversation, he felt very happy. It was wonderful; it was the home he had always dreamed of, with loving and caring parents.
“Hey, honey, stay away from that colleague of yours. My gut feeling tells me he’s a pervert and he’s after you.”
Zhou Rui couldn't help but let his mind wander after hearing his father's words. A blush began to rise on his face. "He Muchen has ulterior motives towards me?"
He really wanted to tell his father, "You've misunderstood. It's your son who has ulterior motives towards that person."
The car stopped, and Zhou Rui saw the hotel. He quickly greeted his father, "Dad, I have to hang up now. I have something to do. We'll talk later."
They returned to the hotel, and He Muchen pulled Zhou Rui back to the room, preparing to answer the questions from the car. But his phone rang, so he let go of Zhou Rui's hand and went to answer the call.
"Hey, sis, what's up?"
"Young Master He, how dare you ask me what's wrong? You went to buy some pastries and caused such a commotion?"
He Zitong was so angry she wanted to curse. She had originally planned to rest today, but then she received a call from his agent, and had to go to the company to do public relations for this brat.
"Sis, if you hadn't asked me to buy this pastry, I wouldn't have gotten into this mess. Besides, it's all just netizens talking nonsense."
"Besides, people can say whatever they want, and I can't control what they say," He Muchen said helplessly.
"My dear Mr. He, you may not be able to control what others say, but can you at least control your own behavior?"
"Didn't you see in the photo that you're practically glued to her assistant?"
"Really? No, I was just being polite and asking him if he wanted anything to eat. I didn't do anything to him in the street."
"What? What else do you want to do to her? He Muchen, please shut your wagging tail. If you really can't shut it, I'll cut it off." He Zitong said angrily.
"Sis, you need to calm down. We can talk when you've calmed down. Also... I have something to do."
He Muchen hung up the phone. He knew his sister would smooth things over for him. Now he just wanted to answer Zhou Rui: I think I've fallen for him too.
While sitting in his room, Zhou Rui received a message from Sister Hong, who told him to go to the film set with Zhou Yuzhi the next day.
Because he is the only assistant among the three of them, they have to split Zhou Rui up and use him separately.
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen's schedule. He was free tomorrow. Fortunately, the film crew that Zhou Yuzhi was going to was in the local area, so he didn't have to fly around.
He Muchen saw Zhou Rui looking down at his phone, moved closer to him, and said gently, "Wife, what are you looking at?"
“I’m looking at the work schedule that Sister Hong sent me. She asked me to accompany Zhou Yuzhi to the film set tomorrow.”
When Zhou Rui answered He Muchen, he didn't dare to look He Muchen in the eye. He didn't want to put He Muchen in a difficult position, nor did he want to hear He Muchen reject him.
He could only stop thinking about it. He could pretend nothing had happened, and he didn't care what their relationship was now. He just wanted to stay by his side like this.
"Zhou Yuzhi, aren't you supposed to join the crew the day after tomorrow?" He Muchen's face instantly filled with unhappiness, as if someone owed him money.
"It must be ahead of schedule. I'll go back and pack my luggage first."
Zhou Rui got up to leave He Muchen's room, but He Muchen grabbed his hand and said, "Can you stay with me for a while? I'll pack up later."
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