Chapter 201 She is my wife
The door in front of them was pushed open, and Zhou Yanchuan's tall figure came into view first. His white shirt sleeves were rolled up, and he exuded a cold aura.
As soon as he stepped in, Wen Jiu wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
He wasn't startled by her; as if he knew, he indulged her by letting her hold him.
He always found out when she did this, so Wen Jiu got bored and let go of his hand.
Zhou Yanchuan smiled and turned around, pulling her into his arms. He wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to tidy up the stray hairs that had gotten messy on her cheek: "Weren't you not coming?"
How did you know it was me?
"There's glass behind the area where you were standing."
Wen Jiu: "..."
Zhou Yanchuan smiled, looked her up and down, and his gaze fell on her ankles: "Not wearing pants again?"
"Wearing it."
Wen Jiu was about to pull up her skirt to show him when she suddenly noticed a foreign man standing at the door. She immediately stopped what she was doing and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me there was someone there?"
"Not yet."
"..."
"Then I'll wait for you in the inner room."
Zhou Yanchuan's arm was still around her waist as he leaned down and said, "It's fine here too."
Wen Jiu shook her head and turned to leave.
Zhou Yanchuan watched the person flee as if running away, a smile spreading across his lips.
After she left, the man standing at the door came in, first glancing in the direction she had left, then looking at Zhou Yanchuan.
Muir suddenly remembered that rainy night before graduation, when the boy sat alone on the dormitory balcony, his phone screen lit up, making his expression gentle.
That was the first time he saw him let his guard down, his eyes glazed over as he stared at the photo on the screen.
The girl in the photo has her hair in a ponytail, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and like him, she has an Asian face, her features full of youthful innocence and purity.
Previously, Muir had always thought that he was not interested in women, after all, since he came here, there had been no shortage of girls showing interest in him.
With an Eastern face, his features are even more outstanding than those of Westerners, with a high nose and deep-set eyes, and an air of nonchalant nobility in every gesture.
The girls gave him gifts and tried to win his favor, but he coldly rejected them without even glancing at them.
Once at a bar, his friends teased him, asking if he didn't like girls. He lowered his head and smiled, neither saying yes nor no.
After seeing the photos that day, Muir learned from some friends who knew the situation that it was his ex-girlfriend, whom he had broken up with before he went abroad.
The girl was so innocent-looking that Muir was immediately struck by her appearance. She hasn't changed much since then; her features are still gentle and clean, which is why he recognized her so quickly.
He asked the person in front of him in a low voice, "Isn't this your ex-girlfriend who dumped you before?"
Zhou Yanchuan raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting him to remember, and nodded.
Muir asked incredulously, "Does your wife know that you two are still in contact?"
He knew the man had gotten married the year before last, but he hadn't been able to attend the wedding.
Zhou Yanchuan replied calmly, "I know."
"Doesn't she care?"
"How can we not care?"
“Then why are you still like this?” He hadn’t expected Liora to be this kind of person.
Zhou Yanchuan smiled gently, his eyes tender: "She is my wife."
"ah?"
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Wen Jiu was playing alone in the inner lounge when she heard the door open and looked up.
She looked at the man who walked in and asked, "Are you done with your work?"
"Um."
Zhou Yanchuan walked to her side and continued what she had just finished. He pulled her skirt up a little, saw the light-colored cashmere socks underneath, and said with a smile, "You did a good job today."
Wen Jiu snorted and asked, "Who was that person just now?"
"Your classmates from overseas, I'll take you out to have a meal with them later."
Wen Jiu blinked, nodded, and then, remembering something, said, "I brought you some food, go and eat it."
"Did you do this again?"
"..."
Wen Jiu suddenly remembered the plate of charred fish from last time. Zhou Yanchuan said he wouldn't eat it, but he kept eating it during the meal, and the consequence was food poisoning that he had to go to the hospital.
"You wish."
Zhou Yanchuan smiled.
Wen Jiu had already eaten when he arrived, so she sat quietly on the sofa and watched him eat.
After watching for a short while, she started yawning.
Four months later, she was even more sleepy than before. At home, she would fall asleep after reading case analyses for only a short time.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Yanchuan asked, "Are you sleepy?"
"A little."
"Want to go inside and sleep for a while, or should I take you home to sleep?"
"Go home and sleep."
“Okay,” Zhou Yanchuan said, about to get up, but Wen Jiu grabbed his hand. “I’m not that sleepy. Let’s go after you finish eating.”
"We've almost finished eating."
"You've only eaten a few bites."
As she spoke, she gestured for him to eat some more, and Zhou Yanchuan's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.
Wen Jiu picked up a small cushion from the side and hugged it to her chest, whispering, "I received a call from Sister Jin today."
"What did she say?"
"She asked me when I was going back to work."
Zhou Yanchuan stopped picking up food, looked up at her, paused for a few seconds, and asked, "Want to go back?"
"Um."
She had been missing it for a long time, and now the baby's condition has stabilized.
She's practically turning into a moldy mushroom from staying home all the time.
After Wen Jiu finished speaking, seeing that he didn't say anything, she was afraid that he would worry, so she spoke again: "But I won't run back and forth, I'll just do some simple things at the office."
Seeing how earnestly she was trying to assure him, Zhou Yanchuan's heart softened. He had seen her looking at cases quite often.
She truly loves being a prosecutor, but she had to stop for a while because of her pregnancy.
"Go back if you want," he said.
Wen Jiu's eyes lit up with joy: "Really?"
She was always afraid he wouldn't agree, after all, let alone work, he was so careful that he would basically do everything himself, even getting dressed in the morning.
Zhou Yanchuan nodded: "Mm."
Wen Jiu hugged his face and kissed him hard. When they separated, there was a "pop" sound, and she felt embarrassed.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person who was blushing and fiddling with the sofa cushions to distract herself, and laughed, saying she was silly.
He got up to go to the bathroom to wash his hands and rinse his mouth, then pulled the person over and hugged him onto his lap.
While he kissed her, her hands were also busy, groping around.
Zhou Yanchuan lifted the mischievous little hand off his body: "If you touch me again, you won't be able to go home."
"Then we won't go back."
Zhou Yanchuan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Xiao Jiu, you can't be so greedy."
Wen Jiu nestled shyly in his arms. It was her fault for saying that, but clearly...
Seeing the blush appear on her face, Zhou Yanchuan lowered his head and kissed her again, straightened her clothes, and after a while, patted her buttocks: "I'm not sleepy, let's go, I'll take you home."
Since leaving the office, Zhou Yanchuan's hand hadn't left Wen Jiu's waist.
A group of subordinates watched the two leave, and after they were out of sight, they could no longer contain themselves and started talking.
"Is that our CEO's wife?"
"She's supposed to be pregnant, so why does she still look so thin?"
"Did you see the president's hand? He's been holding his wife ever since they got out of the elevator."
"They've been married for two years, but they still act like newlyweds."
"I remember Mrs. Zhou was wearing lipstick when she came over, wasn't she?"
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