Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 243 In short, you won't suffer if you listen to your wife.

After a few more snowfalls, it officially entered February. This year, the winter in northern Beijing was not as harsh as in previous years. After a few days of cold, the temperature began to rise. There was not much rain, and if you have underfloor heating installed indoors, it will feel very dry.

Most people start work or school after the Lantern Festival, but Pei Weijin, who has several dozen days of vacation, could easily stay at home with his lover and lie around until March.

But Yan Zhuoyu got up very early today, which was quite unusual.

She woke up at the time Pei Weijin usually wakes up for work, groggily turned off her phone alarm, rolled into his arms and muttered, "Honey, you should go to work, the company needs you."

Pei Weijin has never been a deep sleeper, and he woke up as soon as the alarm clock rang.

I thought Yan Zhuoyu had accidentally turned on the alarm last night, and I was about to get up and quietly turn it off so as not to wake her up, but I didn't expect her to turn off the alarm on her own.

A bit abnormal.

He gently pulled the blanket over Yan Zhuoyu's arm again and asked, "Why do you suddenly want me to go to work? The company needs me, but doesn't our little family need me too?"

The man's tone was very flat, almost without any inflection, but Yan Zhuoyu could detect a hint of a puppy's dejection in his voice, as if he were saying, "Don't you want me anymore?"

She's so cute it makes your heart melt, but she can't let her heart melt today.

Pei Weijin's birthday is coming up, and she bought a lot of things in advance. In order not to alert him, some of the gifts were sent to a nearby courier point, while most of them were entrusted to Qin Zhuyue to receive, and have been "stored" for three days.

If they keep storing them, those packages will probably end up being taken to Siberia by Qin Zhuyue to be exposed to the cold wind.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhuoyu snuggled closer to Pei Weijin, like a small animal seeking a warm nest for winter, her soft black hair becoming fluffy from the friction.

"How could our little family not need you? Without you, this family would fall apart."

Pei Weijin laughed: "Really? Then why are you urging me to go to work? I heard Meng Yuting say that his nephew was the family's protected animal during the college entrance exam, but became universally disliked a few days after the exam. Honey, are you tired of looking at me for too long?"

"No, why are you being so teasy?"

Yan Zhuoyu raised her hand without ceremony and slapped the man's mouth: "What is all this nonsense? Let me explain... no, let me tell you."

Pei Weijin pulled her hand down and put it back under the covers, looking all ears: "Okay, my dear wife, please speak."

Yan Zhuoyu began to analyze for him, counting on her fingers: "First of all, the most handsome men are those who work hard."

"Secondly..."

She spoke eloquently, elevating her words from the small family to the larger community, and even suggesting that working one more day now would lead to a honeymoon trip together in the future, thus coaxing Pei Weijin into a good deal.

Yan Zhuoyu was exhausted from talking, but the person beside her didn't waver in the slightest.

Sure enough, Black Monday. Nobody likes going to work or school, and even the domineering CEO is no exception.

Yan Zhuoyu lay on her side, resting her forehead on the man's shoulder, feeling sleepy again.

She came up with a compromise: "If you really don't want to go to work, how about we take another nap and go to the company in the afternoon?"

Pei Weijin moved his leg, which had gone numb from being pressed down, and chuckled: "Is it that I don't want to go to work, or that you don't want me to go to work?"

Throughout the process, he was held down by Yan Zhuoyu's hands and feet like a human-shaped pillow, and the left side of his body felt slightly numb.

Yan Zhuoyu closed her eyes and quietly withdrew her arm: "What? Of course it's because you couldn't bear to leave me, so you put your body in my arms and let me hug you."

She rolled up the blanket and pressed it under herself to lock in the warmth, then shamelessly commented, "What a cunning man."

Pei Weijin obediently stood up and smiled gently: "Alright, this cunning man will follow Miss Yan's suggestion and go to work for our little family."

He is always self-disciplined and always gets up as soon as the alarm rings. After washing up with cold water, he is already in work mode.

These past few days, the two of them have been at home, and apart from the cleaning staff who come regularly, almost no one has come to disturb them. Their main activity areas are the bedroom and the dining room. They even moved the projector into the bedroom. To put it bluntly, all they do is cook and have sex.

Based on this regular schedule, today's plan should have been for the two of them to watch the movie they didn't finish yesterday together, but Yan Zhuoyu suddenly asked him to go to the company, which was obviously not right.

Pei Weijin guessed that she needed to get him away so she could do something, so he didn't ask any more questions and obediently went to work. In short, listening to his wife would never hurt him.

Before leaving, he went back to the bedroom for a final look. A fluffy blanket was curled up on the bed, looking warm and cozy, which made him feel at ease.

"I've arranged for Uncle Tian to come back and prepare lunch. Remember to get up and eat when you wake up. If you need anything, just call me."

Yan Zhuoyu poked one hand out from under the covers and gave an OK sign: "Don't worry about me."

"Honey, you can go to the company with peace of mind. You've worked hard."

Pei Weijin responded and went downstairs to drive to the company.

As soon as he left, Yan Zhuoyu got out of bed, quickly washed up and changed her clothes, and went to meet up with Qin Zhuyue.

Qin Zhuyue knew she was coming and had been waiting for her since early morning.

She sat at the entrance of her own warehouse. When she saw Yan Zhuoyu coming over, she deliberately bowed in a high-pitched voice: "Oh, Beauty Yan, you've finally come to collect your monthly allowance? I thought you didn't want it anymore."

Yan Zhuoyu was prepared. She took out a thick red envelope from her pocket and handed it over, saying cooperatively, "Thank you for taking care of it, Father-in-law."

"You're too kind, Lady Yan. This red envelope is really generous. Let me see how much silver is in it."

Qin Zhuyue sat on a small stool, leaning lazily against the wall. Her long, messy hair was casually tied back with a black rubber band, revealing her fair forehead. She looked refreshing and handsome.

As soon as she opened the red envelope, she saw half a red banknote: "Wow, that's generous."

Yan Zhuoyu smiled and waited for good news.

These red banknotes were carefully taped together, and Qin Zhuyue pulled out a long strip with one tug.

It's bright red and looks festive.

Until I saw the three large black characters on it—"Practice Notes".

Qin Zhuyue's smile vanished in an instant: "Go away, take your training money and go somewhere else. What are you talking about? You won't even give me a penny."

She stood up with disdain and pushed Yan Zhuoyu away with her elbow, but her hands skillfully folded the opened training notes back together.

Yan Zhuoyu was already satisfied with her reaction. That's how good friends and besties should act when they meet.

"Just kidding, this is for you."

She took out a delicate box the size of her palm from her down jacket pocket. Inside lay a small, exquisite gold bowl, gleaming with golden light.

The bowl contains six solid golden glutinous rice balls, with intricate and delicate patterns carved on them.

The two often exchange gifts, and they would buy each other anything interesting they saw, a practice they had maintained since college.

Qin Zhuyue accepted it generously: "It's really beautiful, thank you for the gift, Beauty Yan."

Yan Zhuoyu picked up a utility knife from the table and started unpacking the package: "I remember you didn't eat tangyuan on the Lantern Festival and slept all day, so I'll make it up to you today."

Qin Zhuyue stood beside her, counting the training notes with practiced ease: "I didn't sleep all day, I just fainted from the poison."

"That night I stayed up all night revising the script, and finished around 3 a.m. I thought I'd just cook some glutinous rice balls for breakfast. I just grabbed a 'Peaceful Persimmon' glutinous rice ball from the fridge. It looked pretty good, but the black sesame filling was actually salty! I forced myself to eat three before I realized it was salty because it had expired two years ago!"

Yan Zhuoyu chuckled twice: "Did your parents stuff you like that?"

Qin Zhuyue shrugged: "Probably. I don't usually go home. This bag of glutinous rice balls was probably stuffed in by my parents a few years ago. The older generation believes that as long as you put it in the freezer, time stands still."