Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhou Xiao is about to embark on a work trip to another place, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. This is both a challenge and a new beginning for her.

Zhong Yuemin was afraid that Zhou Xiaobai would become thinner and weaker if he just ate three meals a day, so he decided to open Zui Xiang Lou in the place where his wife worked.

The setting sun is as red as blood, reflecting on the earth and dyeing everything with a golden hue.

Zhong Yuemin walked into the gate of Zui Xiang Lou early in the morning, and his figure looked particularly tall in the afterglow.

At this moment, Gao Songshan was busy in the kitchen. He inspected the progress of the chefs' work and personally taught them cooking techniques.

Suddenly, Gao Songshan saw Zhong Yuemin coming in, and a bright smile immediately appeared on his face, like a blooming chrysanthemum. He quickly put down the work in his hands and strode towards him. His enthusiasm was like a bonfire burning in winter, warm and enthusiastic.

"Yuemin, why did you come so early today? It's not even time for dinner yet." Gao Songshan teased with a smile.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head slightly, his expression serious and earnest. "Mr. Gao, you are not here for dinner today. Do you have time now? I want to talk to you about something."

When Gao Songshan heard this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, replaced by a serious expression. He answered without hesitation, "Yuemin, you came to me, even if I don't have time, I will make time. Let's go to the private room to talk."

After that, Gao Songshan led Zhong Yuemin through the bustling lobby and came to an elegantly decorated private room. This private room was located on the second floor of Zui Xiang Lou. The walls were hung with exquisite calligraphy and paintings, and there were several pots of blooming flowers placed next to the windows, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Gao Songshan personally brewed a pot of the best Longjing tea for Zhong Yuemin, and the fragrance of the tea filled the entire room.

"Yuemin, what do you want to talk to me about?" Gao Songshan asked Zhong Yuemin with his eyes bright and sincere.

Zhong Yuemin picked up the teacup and took a sip, as if he was considering his words, and then he spoke slowly. "Mr. Gao, I remember that you have trained a lot of people over the years. How are their cooking skills going?"

Hearing this, Gao Songshan smiled slightly, with a hint of pride in his eyes. "Yes, isn't this all for the purpose of opening more branches in the future and spreading the name of Zui Xiang Lou across the country? What's wrong, Yuemin, why do you suddenly ask this? Do you have any plans?" He keenly noticed Zhong Yuemin's intention.

Zhong Yuemin sighed, told Zhou Xiao about his upcoming posting in another place, and finally pleaded, "Mr. Gao, I think it's time to start expanding outward. We can't just limit ourselves to the current scale, we should seize the opportunity."

After hearing this, Gao Songshan laughed and patted his chest to assure: "Don't worry about this, Yuemin, I'm already doing it. I'm selecting sites in various provincial capitals and am just waiting for your order."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin finally felt relieved. His brows relaxed and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. "That's good, Mr. Gao. Let's open a branch in the county where Xiaobai will be working! This way, if Xiaobai wants to change his taste or misses the taste of Zui Xiang Lou, it will be much more convenient."

Gao Songshan heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he became serious again. "Okay, no problem. But Yuemin, should we change our business model?"

Zhong Yuemin glanced at Gao Songshan, his eyes revealing trust and expectation. "Mr. Gao, how do you want to change it? Tell me."

Gao Songshan cleared his throat and said slowly, "Yuemin, we were just a simple hotel before. Can we consider providing accommodation for guests in the future? This will not only increase our income, but also improve our service quality."

Zhong Yuemin was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded. "Mr. Gao, if that's the case, then change the name as well. The new restaurant will be open to all customers, while Zui Xiang Lou will remain the same, but only open to private individuals or members. In this way, Zui Xiang Lou can maintain its high-end positioning while expanding the market through the new restaurant. You should study the specific implementation method carefully, and use the county where Xiao Bai works as a pilot!"

At this point, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel proud. He really took great pains for his wife Zhou Xiaobai! Zui Xiang Lou was not open to the public, so it would be much more convenient for Zhou Xiaobai to go to eat.

Gao Songshan listened to Zhong Yuemin's explanation. Although he still didn't quite understand why he did this, since Zhong Yuemin had already made up his mind, he didn't ask any more questions. "Okay, I understand. Yuemin, don't worry, I will definitely get this done properly."

The two discussed the details for a while and then went their separate ways.

Two days later, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. Zhou Xiaobai boarded the train to Henan with her heavy luggage. She was worried about her future work and was reluctant to leave her family.

And Zhong Yuemin, as her strongest supporter, had naturally arranged everything for her.

Liu Jiajia and Dong Huizhen were specially arranged by Zhong Yuemin to accompany him. However, Zhou Xiaobai was somewhat unhappy and frowned. "Yuemin, why do you want me to bring two people with me when I go to work? Isn't this causing trouble for me?"

Zhong Yuemin was immediately amused when he heard this. He smiled and teased, "Wife, you don't know. You have been in the capital for a long time and don't know how tough the people are. If I see a beautiful woman like you and want to take you home to be my wife, what should I do? I am doing this for your safety!"

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but snorted when he heard that, and cursed with a smile, "Go to hell, you always have a lot of crooked ideas. I don't believe that there are people who dare to rob people in broad daylight?"

Chen Yijun, Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen also came to see them off. When the two little ones saw their mother was leaving, they started crying and held Zhou Xiaobai's hand and refused to let go.

"Mom, can we not go? We don't want you to leave." Xiao Shihua said in a crying voice. Xiao Haichen also hugged his mother's legs tightly, not wanting to let her leave.

Zhou Xiaobai looked at Zhong Yuemin helplessly, then turned to look at Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen who were hugging his legs tightly, feeling reluctant.

"My daughter and son, I'm sorry. I have to go to work and can't be with you all the time. But I will miss you every day."

Xiao Shihua sobbed. "Mom, you should call us more often and tell us stories at night."

Xiao Haichen wiped his tears stubbornly and muttered softly, "Mom, if you come back soon, I will be obedient."

Chen Yijun couldn't help but shed tears, but she still tried to hold back her tears and comforted him, "Xiaobai, don't worry, I will take good care of the children. Just work with peace of mind, be safe, and come back early."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin stepped forward, patted Zhou Xiaobai's shoulder gently, and said softly, "Wife, don't let the children be too sad. Don't worry, I will bring them to see you often, or you can take time to come back and visit. Transportation is so convenient now, isn't it?"

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down. She bent down, picked up Xiao Shihua, kissed her cheek, and touched Xiao Haichen's head, saying gently, "Mom will miss you and call you often. You have to listen to Dad and Grandma at home, understand?"

The two little guys nodded sensibly. Although there were still traces of tears on their faces, there was a bit more determination in their eyes.

As the announcement of the train entering the station sounded, Zhong Yuemin took Zhou Xiaobai's luggage, took her hand, and walked towards the platform step by step.

Before getting on the bus, Zhou Xiaobai turned to Chen Yijun and the children and said, "Mom, I'll leave the children to you. Yuemin, I will miss you, remember to take care of yourself."

Zhong Yuemin smiled. "I will miss you and the children too. Just work hard and don't worry, wife."

At the moment the train slowly started, Zhong Yuemin, Liu Jiajia and Dong Huizhen waved goodbye to Zhou Xiaobai together.

Zhou Xiaobai sat by the window of the train. As the train moved forward, the scenery outside the window slowly unfolded like a scroll. She quietly looked at her family and Zhong Yuemin who were gradually going away, with complicated emotions surging in her heart.

The sadness of parting was like the drizzle outside the window, gently falling on her heart, making Zhou Xiaobai feel a little melancholy. But at the same time, she was full of longing for the future, looking forward to making a difference in her new job and realizing her own value.

The roar of the train and the friction of the wheels against the rails intertwined, as if playing the prelude to her new life.

Zhou Xiaobai knows that this transfer is not only a professional challenge, but also a spiritual experience. She will face a completely new environment, a group of unfamiliar people, and a series of unknown challenges. But she also believes that she has the ability to cope with all of this and create her own brilliance.

As her thoughts drifted, Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but recall her past. She used to despise hierarchy, hate privileges, and think that those who were high and mighty always had an arrogance that made it difficult for others to approach them.

Zhou Xiaobai once thought that if he became an official one day, he would be approachable and would not let that kind of arrogance contaminate him.

However, when Zhou Xiaobai actually took on a leadership position and felt respected, she discovered that she was not completely immune to this change in mentality.

Zhou Xiaobai began to enjoy the feeling of being respected and valued, and began to realize that power and status brought not only responsibilities and obligations, but also an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

This change surprised Zhou Xiaobai, and even made her feel a little uneasy. She didn't want to become like those people she once despised, but she also knew that the complexity and variability of human nature were inevitable.

Zhou Xiaobai can only remind himself from time to time to keep his original intention, to remember his past ideals and pursuits, and not to let power and status blind his eyes.

Looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, Zhou Xiaobai took a deep breath.

In the days after Zhou Xiaobai left home, Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen seemed to have lost their former vitality, and a faint sadness permeated the house.

The two little ones would often stare at the door in a daze, expecting their mother to suddenly appear in front of them, but every time the door opened, they would just lower their eyes in disappointment.

Zhong Yuemin saw it all and felt the pain in his heart. He knew that the children needed time to adapt to the days when their mother was not around, and they needed his company to fill the gap. So he accompanied the two little ones wholeheartedly.

During these two days, Zhong Yuemin seemed to have returned to his childhood, playing with Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen. The laughter and screams intertwined together, as if they could dispel all the troubles. In the park, they chased and played, flew kites, and played hide-and-seek. Every moment was filled with joy and warmth.

In the evening, Zhong Yuemin would tell stories to the children, draw pictures and do handicrafts with them. In his own way, he tried to make the children's lives full of fun and color, hoping that they could feel the warmth and companionship of fatherly love.

After two days of crazy play and companionship, Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen finally felt better. They began to accept the fact that their mother was temporarily gone, and learned to find happiness and comfort with their father.

Seeing the smiles on the children's faces again, Zhong Yuemin felt extremely gratified.

It was a sunny day. The afternoon sun shone through the sparse clouds and sprinkled on the alleys of old Beijing, adding a lazy and warm atmosphere to these ancient alleys.

After Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen fell asleep, Zhong Yuemin did not take a nap as usual, but went straight to Song Xiangjun's house.

The door was open, as if welcoming him. Zhong Yuemin stepped through the threshold and saw Song Xiangjun cooking noodles on the stove in the yard. She was wearing a simple home dress, with her hair casually tied behind her head, but it couldn't hide her unique charm.

Zhong Yuemin coughed deliberately to attract Song Xiangjun's attention. "Teacher Song, you are at home."

Song Xiangjun looked up and saw that it was Zhong Yuemin. She immediately showed a surprised expression on her face. She stood up, put the spoon on the edge of the pot, wiped her hands with her apron, and smiled. "Come in, there's no one at home. Why are you here at this time?"

Zhong Yuemin walked into the yard and looked at Song Xiangjun. Her skin was smooth and delicate, her face was clean and delicate, her figure was well-proportioned, and she was straight where she should be. Such a mature woman exuded a unique charm all over her body, like a blooming flower, gorgeous and charming.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to come and see you." Zhong Yuemin said casually, but his eyes were always on Song Xiangjun.

Song Xiangjun smiled, with a hint of gentleness and helplessness in her smile, and said nothing more. She turned back to the stove and continued to cook the noodles attentively, as if the simple food contained all her love for life.

Zhong Yuemin found a stool and sat down, watching her busy figure quietly and asked, "Why are you eating at this time?"

Song Xiangjun glanced at him, a trace of fatigue flashing in her eyes. "I have a poor appetite recently and can't eat anything. I heard that your wife went out of town?"

"Well, she went to work in Henan." Zhong Yuemin replied, and then changed the subject. "Why do your noodles look so bland? There is no oil at all."

"I can't eat anything too oily or salty recently, so I'll make something lighter. Have you finished your meal? Do you want to eat something?" Song Xiangjun asked with a hint of tenderness in her voice.

"I'm done eating, you eat!" Zhong Yuemin replied, his eyes always on Song Xiangjun.

However, after Song Xiangjun had taken a few bites of noodles, she suddenly put down the bowl and ran to the side to vomit. Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin hurried over and asked with concern, "What's going on?"