"Dad, you'll scare your daughter-in-law. Even if there is the word beautiful, I don't think it describes her."

Zhuo Weiting laughed when he saw that his father had been staring at his woman.

"Smelly boy, eat your meal. My father will officially retire tomorrow. In the future, you will take care of the company."

Zhuo Minghui looked at his son, then looked at Ziyan and sighed.

After a meal, Ziyan didn't know what to eat. She felt that her father-in-law was always looking at her.

Although it was not an obscene look, it frightened her even more, as if she could see through her.

After eating, she hid in the room like a frightened little white rabbit.

Zhuo Weiting, a workaholic, went to the study to read the company's statements.

Because she slept all day, Ziyan was sleepless. She was worried that her identity would be exposed and looked forward to it.

She was thinking, if her identity was exposed, could she leave Zhuo's house?

But I'm afraid that after leaving, if the zhuos don't help song Qianshan through the difficulties, she's still dead.

This expectation and fear made her unable to sleep.

But she ignored the most important thing to worry about. She forgot that she was a woman now and had to do her duty as a wife.

When Zhuo Weiting returned to her room after reading the quarterly report, Ziyan was surprised that she was a wife.

When Zhuo Weiting took off her coat and went into the bathroom, Ziyan's face and even her whole body were red.

The memory of last night suddenly floated to my mind. There was medicine "chaos" last night. What about today? Can you just sleep today?

When she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, Ziyan nervously closed her eyes and squeezed the quilt tightly with both hands.

Zhuo Weiting stood in front of the bed and looked at the little hand with white knuckles. His face suddenly turned black.

Looking up at her closed eyes, her eyelids are still trembling. What does she mean?

Is he terrible? Last night she was enthusiastic, but today she looks like she's going to be raped. What do you mean?

"Please sleep in. You're not alone in this bed."

Zhuo Weiting has an unknown fire in his belly. He has done everything he should do. Now he still has no innocence.

Hearing Zhuo Weiting's voice, Ziyan hurried to roll on the other side. If Zhuo Weiting wasn't quick, I'm afraid she would roll to the ground.

"Woman, what do you mean?"

Seeing Ziyan holding the quilt tightly, the unknown fire in Zhuo Weiting's belly burned more vigorously.

Ziyan didn't speak, but shook her head to show that it was boring.

Zhuo Weiting lifted his big hand and opened the quilt. Looking at her kitty cat pajamas, it burst out.

"Don't tell me you're only ten years old. Go and change this dress right away."

Grandma bought it for me. I like it... "

"Woman, you are already my Zhuo Weiting's woman. You are married, not a minor girl. I order you to change it for me immediately."

Zhuo Weiting went to the wardrobe, opened it, took out a water blue lace Pajama and threw it on the bed.

"I don't want to change."

This is Ziyan's only insistence.

"OK, you don't change, do you? Then don't sleep in clothes in the future."

Zhuo Weiting came forward and stretched out his big hand. He only heard the sound of "wow", and the pajama printed with kitty cat's head case was torn open.