Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Because of this, Yan Zhou didn't go back all night, Miss Zou was not worried at all, and even felt a little lucky.

Otherwise, she was really worried that Yan Zhou would get angry and strangle her to death while she was still asleep.

I didn't sleep well, and when I got up, I felt a severe headache, and I couldn't get over it after getting up for a long time.

Even after washing his face with cold water, he was still groggy.

She didn't have much appetite to eat. She only drank a few mouthfuls of soup and didn't move her chopsticks. The housekeeper brought her a cup of jujube tea and asked worriedly, "Why do you eat so little? Is my wife feeling unwell?"

Jujube tea is a recent favorite. The aroma of red dates is tangy, and the jujube tea is also very sweet after brewing, which suits her appetite very well.

Zou Zhiyi drank the sweet jujube tea, her frown slowly eased, she smiled at the housekeeper, "No, I'm fine, it's just that I didn't rest well last night, thank you for your concern."

Rubbing the cup in her hand, the warmth soaked into her skin little by little. Seeing that she drank the jujube tea, the butler handed her a stack of pastries, and asked, "Madam, is it because the third master was absent all night last night?" When I came back, I was worried about the third master, so I lost my appetite and couldn't eat?"

"Huh? No."

She didn't care why Yanzhou didn't come back all night. To her, if Yanzhou came back, she would have to worry about not being able to eat.

She was eager to get rid of the suspicion of caring about him, and undoubtedly felt that there was no silver 300 taels here. The housekeeper thought she was shy and felt embarrassed.

A face of "I understand" connotation smile.

Zou Zhiyi held his forehead, the sweet and greasy pastry stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Seeing that the housekeeper wanted to continue the deep chat with her, but fortunately Lin Qingjian had a good understanding with her, so he called her in time and successfully relieved her.

Zou Zhiyi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and was finally able to get away, got up and went to the side to answer the phone.

The cold wind in the yard brushed against my ears accompanied by the energetic girlish voice on the phone, "Way, is my cutie here?"

Zou Zhiyi's depressed mood improved a lot in an instant, he stretched out his hand to block the glaring sunlight, and answered "yes" cheerfully.

"Little cutie, I have good news for you. Our family's incarnate demon king has finally been dispatched abroad, and he is going to stay away from my life circle!" The voice of applause came from the girl Lin, who was almost elated.

"Are you free tomorrow? My brother is hosting a party for our little devil. Do you want to come?"

"Me? Forget it, this is your family's business. Your big devil may not welcome me to go, so I won't spoil the fun."

"What about your family and mine? Do we want to have such a relationship? How could someone not welcome someone as cute as our little cutie!"

Zou Zhiyi lowered his eyes and smiled.

The toes draw lines on the ground.

If only it was really cute.

It's a pity that she is a witch, or the notorious one.

There are far more people who hate than people who welcome.

Zou Zhiyi was distracted by self-loathing, Lin Qingjian was about to roll over on the phone, "I invited Mengyu too, and she agreed, you come too, come..."

Zou Zhiyi got a headache from the noise, and shook his head helplessly, "Okay, I see, I'll see the situation, if I have nothing to do tomorrow, I'll go."

"Well, then I'll send you the address, and you must come tomorrow if you have nothing to do!"

After hanging up the call, a text message just came in, and the name of the third master Yan was dazzling.