I'm such a big sweetie wife

Mr. Zhuang, who returned to the office, was not in the mood to do anything all afternoon. He never felt that work was tedious and tiring before. This afternoon, he was distracted by reading a report.

Zhuang Yi thought of the way Zhong Lin looked at him at noon, as if he was looking at a stranger, and he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

It was already past the off-duty time, and the lights in the president's office were still on.Zhuang Yi stood behind the glass window, motionless.He stared at the unfamiliar Toyota SUPRA in the parking space for a long time.It was almost eight o'clock, and the neon lights were flashing lively. A familiar black dot walked towards the car, followed by a person.

Mr. Zhuang stuck his whole body on the glass, and vaguely felt that the person beside Zhong Lin had light blue hair, and his heart sank suddenly.

"Hey, have you seen the one who came to look for the boss in the past two days, the one with the light blue hair, and it looks so good."

The gossip he heard at noon was in his ears, and Zhuang Yi felt that his head was already full of green. He sat back on the sofa silently, thinking of Zhong Lin squatting on the side before, spreading the tablecloth and holding chopsticks for him with a smile.

He has only recently noticed that the tableware and lunch boxes in his hand will change colors and styles, the dishes are exquisitely arranged, and the dishes are nutritionally balanced.Every day when Zhong Lin showed up, she was beautiful and exquisite, and she never wore the same clothes. Occasionally, her waist was narrowed, which was extremely sexy, and occasionally, she was dressed in loose and soft clothes, which was extremely cute.

Zhuang Yi suddenly thought of the snow-white skin he saw through the ripped jeans at noon one day. At that time, Hao You was chattering beside him, which was very annoying, and Mr. Zhuang became angry for no reason.From then on, every time Zhong Lin came to deliver food, he would drive Hao You out.

The green Mr. Zhuang recalled many things.Will Zhong Lin also deliver meals to the blue-haired man?Do you smile at others too?

Will others quietly pay attention to Zhong Lin's slender waist and tender white legs?

The more Zhuang Yi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and the lights in the office were quickly turned off.In the middle of the coated glass, there was a puff of breath, and there was a shadow of aggrieved facial features, which disappeared without a trace after a while.

When I got home, it was cold and unpopular.Zhuang Yi never felt that his home was empty before, but now he feels that his house is ridiculously big.

He silently walked to the kitchen to get some water, and was stunned when he saw the coffee machine on the bar.On weekends, Zhong Lin would always happily make coffee here, and then bring him a cup by the way.

The coffee made by Zhong Lin is really delicious.

Zhuang Yi, who was getting more and more frustrated, picked up the water glass and wanted to go back to his left half of the territory.When passing by the living room, he thought of Zhong Lin who loved to nest on the sofa.Naturally, he wouldn't stay in the living room on weekends. He came out of the study occasionally and saw the omega he married back home wearing a furry sweater, with his hands tucked in his sleeves, sinking into the sofa reading a novel. With tears in his eyes, he raised his eyes and smiled at him to say hello.

Since then, he often came out to drink water when he had nothing to do, even though the drinking water facilities in his study were very sound.

I really want to see Zhong Lin.Zhuang Yi walked a few steps in a low voice, and returned after a while.He took out the documents that he hadn't read in the afternoon from his briefcase, and sat on the sofa where Zhong Lin often sat, flipping through them pretendingly.

Zhong Lin said that he already came back yesterday, and he will go back home today.

Waiting and waiting, waiting for no one to come back, it was past ten o'clock, Zhuang Yi's stomach was growling from hunger without dinner.Mr. Zhuang, who was extremely poor in self-care ability, frowned and opened the refrigerator he had never touched before.He doesn't know how to cook, so he plans to try his luck to see if there is any meal left by his aunt in the refrigerator. Who knows that the refrigerator is full of ingredients.The vegetables were a little wilted, and I finally found two bottles of fresh milk, which had expired.

What's the meaning?Unbearable, Zhuang Yi found the customer service number of the housekeeping company on the refrigerator sticker, and wanted to ask why the hired aunt was so lazy recently and didn't cook for him.

He seldom goes home to eat, but the budget for grocery shopping is not low. Every month he will add cash to the drawer of the shoe cabinet.If Zhong Lin doesn't go home for dinner, aunt doesn't even buy food?

"Mr. Zhuang, did you make a mistake? The housekeeping aunt here is only responsible for cleaning. Your service is between 680:[-] p.m. bed cover change, monthly carpet dry cleaning, and…”

Zhuang Yi couldn't hold the phone anymore, "Someone cooks in my house every day."

"Well, it should be someone else invited by your wife. Do you have any questions from Mr. Zhuang?"

Zhuang Yi put his forehead on the cold refrigerator, his voice was tight, "You guys will be responsible for matching the clothes you want to wear and hanging them in the cloakroom?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, we don't provide this service for the time being. Because the customer's personal aesthetic is difficult to grasp, this task is too difficult. I'm really sorry."

Zhuang Yi hung up the phone and squatted on the ground weakly.Personal aesthetics, personal preferences, yes, this kind of thing that can't be found without careful observation, why did he always think that it is a service that can be bought with money?

The grievances accumulated for more than ten days turned into regrets in an instant. He is really a piece of wood.He was such a good and charming wife, but he made her disappear.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and Zhuang Yi hurried out.Wearing a black hat, Zhong Lin came in wrapped in the cold, and while changing his shoes, he made a phone call with a smile, "It's okay, which one of us is with whom? It's settled. Wait for me to raise you for a few days, and I'll take care of you." Go do it."

What to raise?What are you doing?Zhuang Yi, who was full of words, suddenly got stuck.Zhong Lin raised his eyes to see him, and nodded slightly. Before Zhuang Yi could speak, Zhong Lin turned around and walked to the right, "I'm home, don't worry. Damn, I'm on a project lately, you know, this The work is busy for a while and idle for a while. When I finish my work, I will definitely accompany you!"

It's over, it's over.Zhuang Yi stared at Zhong Lin's back, his eyes flushed.

Zhong Lin hung up Pei Jue's phone, and wandered around in his audio-visual room curiously.I didn't expect him to collect so many original sound discs, which is really amazing.While turning over vigorously, he suddenly saw a small secret box deep in the cabinet, Zhong Lin stretched out his hand to fish it out, it was so light and weightless.He opened it curiously, and took out a torn shirt that was spread inside. The side of the arm hole was still stained with blood, so scared that Zhong Lin quickly threw it out.

what?What is his hobby as an adult?He probably doesn't have any SM tendencies.

The box on his lap rattled, and there were still many odds and ends inside.Zhong Lin picked up an orange bracelet with the words TK University 2015 Summer Games written on it.According to Pei Jue, he graduated from Central Music University, how could he have a school sports bracelet from TK University?

Why are there so many inexplicable things in the box?Zhong Lin couldn't think of a reason, so he closed the lid.Keep the other things, but he has to throw away this blood-stained shirt. He is not very courageous, and he really doesn't want to scare himself by keeping it.

Mr. Zhuang, who tossed and turned and finally fell asleep, had a nightmare all night.In the dream, he was originally sitting on the high-speed train, and the atmosphere was happy and peaceful.Later, for some unknown reason, the high-speed train stopped. He got up and went out to check, but the door behind him was closed immediately.He desperately slapped the window glass, then ran to the front of the car to call the driver.The handsome driver didn't even look at him, and the long high-speed train started to move.In the dream, Mr. Zhuang chased the car all night, but he couldn't catch up with the car that was far and near in front of him.

Waking up in the morning, Zhuang Yi with dark circles under his eyes walked out of the room listlessly. No one matched his clothes. Zhuang Yi was wearing an all-black suit with a mournful expression on his face. He was really not handsome enough.

Suddenly he was attracted by a piece of clothing in the trash can.That clothes obviously don't belong to Zhong Lin, what do you mean?His omega has already brought the outside dog into the house?

Zhuang Yi, who secretly rummaged through the trash can before Zhong Lin woke up, quietly picked up the blood-stained shirt and looked at it, getting more and more angry.He sniffed it carefully and felt a little familiar pheromone.Could it be that an acquaintance committed the crime?Mr. Zhuang watched carefully with his golden eyes, hoping to find clues about the dog outside, when he suddenly felt an embroidered bump on his cuff.

He held it up to his eyes in disbelief, and saw the embroidered name clearly.

Zhuang Yi.

This is his shirt?The dog outside is actually me?

Rubbing the embroidery, a memory came to mind, and Zhuang Yi remembered that this custom-made shirt was worn when he attended a birthday party of a certain second generation ancestor.At that time, he heard a slight cry for help outside the empty guest room. He kicked open the locked door and rescued an omega who was almost raped.

After he was discharged from the hospital, his bloody shirt disappeared inexplicably, and Zhuang Yi didn't take it to heart at all.

Was that omega actually Zhong Lin?

Zhong Lin kept this old shirt for so many years, why did he suddenly throw it away.

Only then did the slow-witted Mr. Zhuang realize that he had planned to marry an unrelated omega back home, so he might have put him in his heart early on.When he came to his senses and realized, his omega no longer wanted him.

Zhuang Yi, who has been restless recently, has forgotten his approaching susceptibility period, and the ups and downs of his mood at this moment made Zhuang Yi tremble all over.The willpower of an alpha in a special period will always be extremely weak, and Zhuang Yi's tears are falling down. He could have had a delicate wife, but he lost his wife.

Zhong Lin who walked out of the room yawned and froze in place.

May I ask, the marriage partner, the tall, mighty and cold-faced Alpha suddenly hugged his thigh pitifully and wept bitterly, what does it mean?

I didn't lie to you, it's really just a marriage partner, the kind that signed a non-interference treaty.