The fake daughter's husband is reborn

Thinking about the fact that he and Xie Jing had to sleep in separate beds for more than a year before they gradually became close in their previous life, could Zhou Jiyun accept repeating the same mistake? He certainly wouldn't want to. With his sweet and soft wife right in front of him, only a fool would want to sleep in separate beds.

Given how obsessed he is with Xie Jing now and how he doesn't keep her within reach, Zhou Jiyun is worried that he will go crazy sooner or later.

Xie Jing stared at Zhou Jiyun, who was not giving in at all and even made sense: "We are in the old house, we are newlyweds, you and I sleep in separate beds, grandpa will easily find out, you don't want him to worry, right?"

Xie Jing wanted to struggle again: "Then we...are not that familiar with each other yet..."

Zhou Jiyun always has a reason: "That's why we need to get to know each other. The first step to getting to know each other is to sleep in separate beds on your wedding night."

Xie Jing was helpless: "Then when we are in the old house, each of us will have half of the bed, and no one is allowed to cross the line."

As she spoke, she took a pillow and placed it in the middle of the quilt, meaning that this was the 38th parallel.

Zhou Jiyun heard the subtle hint in Xie Jing's words, but he pretended not to hear it and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Are you an elementary school student? You still draw the 38th parallel? Isn't that childish?"

Xie Jing was too lazy to argue with him: "You can sleep or not, if you don't want to sleep, just sleep on the couch. Anyway, I'm sleepy, I'll sleep first."

"Okay, no one is allowed to cross the line," Zhou Jiyun raised his hands in surrender. He was very satisfied with the progress. Thinking of holding hands and hugging during the day, and sleeping in the same bed at night, Zhou Jiyun felt that he was in such a good mood today.

Besides, once Xie Jing falls asleep, the so-called 38th parallel will naturally be of no use.

Lying down next to Xie Jing, Zhou Jiyun looked at Xie Jing who had her back to him. He really couldn't fall asleep: "Jingjing, are you asleep?"

Xie Jing couldn't sleep either, so she simply turned over and said, "I can't sleep. I'm not used to it."

Zhou Jiyun laughed softly twice: "You'll get used to it slowly."

Xie Jing wanted to struggle again: "How about I just go to the couch?"

"Just sleep here," Zhou Jiyun said forcefully, "Aunt Yun is very considerate, and the old house is very quiet at night. The couch is next to the window, and there is wind outside... You just asked me if there is anything in the old house..."

"I'd better sleep here," Xie Jing immediately changed her mind. "I didn't expect the old house to be so scary. Are you sure there are no rumors? When your friends come to play, didn't they tell you that sleeping here at night would be a little scary?"

She now hated herself for reading too many and too many books. When she arrived at such a Chinese-style courtyard, she inevitably thought of Lanruo Temple, red embroidered shoes, etc.

"Which house hasn't had someone die?" Zhou Jiyun said calmly, "Especially an old house like this..."

"Yu Linjun and his friends came to the old house to sleep once, and they never came again." This was pure nonsense. Later, these people came as usual. As I said, you will become calm once you get used to it.

"That's enough, that's enough," Xie Jing stopped him, "You said it very well, don't say it next time. Do you think it's appropriate to tell me this on your wedding night?"

Zhou Jiyun laughed twice, the sound seemed to come from his chest, and it sounded deeper and more attractive in the quiet night: "I am following your words. Are you thinking of the books you have read? I heard that you like reading very much."

"Actually, the old house is very beautiful. I'll take you around the house tomorrow, and then you won't be so scared."

Xie Jing responded, "I really don't have to get up early tomorrow? Isn't that inappropriate? Sleeping until noon on the first day of your marriage?"

"No need. Grandpa said there aren't so many rules. Uncle and aunt aren't serious elders. You don't have to care about them." Zhou Jiyun crossed his hands behind his head, and his words showed disdain for Zhou Zhida and his wife.

Xie Jing turned over and faced Zhou Jiyun: "Is there a story?"

"Well," Zhou Jiyun responded, "I found that my parents' accident might not really be just an accident, but I haven't found any conclusive evidence yet."

Even the accident that Xie Jing got into later should have been caused by Zhou Zhida's family.

Unfortunately, on his way to get the evidence, he got into trouble...

So now Zhou Jiyun needs to re-investigate everything. Fortunately, Xie Jing is now in front of him and there are no regrets or misunderstandings between them. He has seized the initiative.

Xie Jing felt a chill on her back: "It sounds dangerous."

"No matter how dangerous it is, I will protect you," Zhou Jiyun's voice became much darker: "Xie Jing, in this family, you only need to remember one thing."

Xie Jing heard Zhou Jiyun's seriousness and couldn't help but become serious: "Which point?"

"Don't trust anyone except Grandpa, and don't bother with other people. The interests of our small family are always above everything else."

Zhou Jiyun sighed: "I guess grandpa should know something, but he won't tell me anything."

"If it was really Zhou Zhida who did it, I can understand Grandpa's thoughts. He has already lost one son, and he can't send another one in. But from my point of view, I can't agree with his idea."

"If even I don't seek justice for my parents, who in this world will remember them?"

Xie Jing was silent for a few seconds and then deliberately livened up the atmosphere: "You said that no one can be trusted except Grandpa, including you?"

"I was wrong. Don't trust anyone except grandpa and me." Zhou Jiyun sighed: "I originally wanted you to live a peaceful and stable life, but on my side...ah..."

Xie Jing thought for a moment before saying, "How can everything go as planned in life? If there is danger, we just need to work together to get through it. As long as we are determined, no matter how many difficulties there are in the future..."

The rest of her words were stuck in her throat because Zhou Jiyun, that bastard, hugged her again. He hugged her so tightly that Xie Jing felt as if he wanted to crush her and melt into his body.

Zhou Jiyun was so excited that he couldn't stand it anymore. When Xie Jing said this, he thought of the same thing Xie Jing said to him in his previous life. But at that time, he was worried and only wanted to bear it alone. He didn't discuss everything with Xie Jing. Later, there were many misunderstandings between the two of them, and they didn't have a good ending...

"My waist..." Xie Jing patted Zhou Jiyun's shoulder. His forearm was pressing under her waist, and Zhou Jiyun's upper body was almost completely pressing on her. Zhou Jiyun was still holding her so tightly that Xie Jing felt like her waist was about to be broken.

Zhou Jiyun quickly let go, and Xie Jing took a quick breath: "My waist hurts so much, if you hug me suddenly next time, I will be really angry."

"I'll tell you in advance next time," Zhou Jiyun helped Xie Jing turn over gently, "Where does it hurt? Let me massage it for you?"

Xie Jing lay on the bed and said bluntly: "It's the area on the lower back. You used a lot of force just now."

Zhou Jiyun smiled. He turned on the bedside lamp and went to get some safflower oil. The area on his lower back had already turned red. He massaged Xie Jing and explained, "I was just too excited. Jingjing, you knew the road ahead was difficult but you didn't think of escaping. Instead, you faced it with me."

Xie Jing leaned on his arm: "Didn't I promise? Rain or shine, as long as you don't change, I will always be here."

Zhou Jiyun knew that Xie Jing said these not because she liked him so much, but because she made a promise as Mrs. Zhou. Thinking of how close he and Xie Jing were in the past, Zhou Jiyun felt a little moved.

Looking at the snow-white waist and the lovely dimples under his palm, Zhou Jiyun hastily looked away. He told himself again and again that it was not the right time yet, don't rush, don't expose your greedy nature at this time.

While Xie Jing was drowsy, she vaguely heard Zhou Jiyun's question: "I am getting married to get shares of the family company from my grandfather. Jingjing, why did you agree to the marriage?"

Xie Jing's sleepiness disappeared completely. She shook her head and asked, "Is tonight a confession session?"

"Not really. I think it's mutual understanding," Zhou Jiyun closed the lid of the safflower oil, "I've told you all my deepest secrets. I don't want to hear things from others in the future that I don't know."

Xie Jing thought about it and it made sense. If one wanted to make the marriage work, then wasn’t honesty the most important thing?

"What Xie Wuyou said this morning was actually not wrong. I have indeed been in a bad mood recently." Xie Jing sat up, her voice gradually becoming lower.

"According to my previous personality, I should have made a scene long ago when my family gave me such a small dowry, but I just don't have the energy to make a scene recently."

Zhou Jiyun leaned against the bed, looking at Xie Jing with a heavy gaze. Xie Jing talked about her ex-boyfriend like this, and he was almost going crazy with jealousy. But he couldn't interrupt, so he could only swallow the jealousy.