Mr. You, Please Dote On Me

When You Ze woke up in the morning, UK’s stocks had fallen by 5%. He skipped breakfast and hurried to the headquarters with Jiang Fengyi, who was worried and insisted on going with him.

In spite of guesses of people on the Internet or seniors in the company, Jiang Fengyi unconditionally trusted the young couple.

You Ze scowled and said nothing. Since he took over the You’s Group, he had made great achievements in all aspects, except for the loss this time. He appeased some shareholders yesterday, but more of them were waiting to make trouble today.

This was the first time that You Ze had met someone who dared to challenge his authority. Since the opponent was so brave, he would like to play with the former.

Shiyao arrived at the office on time and saw the news about UK Group. Her colleagues seemed indifferent to the news, talking and laughing with her as usual. Shiyao held back her worries and pretended that she didn’t know anything.

However, looking at You Ze’s tired face in the newspaper as he tried to explain to the crowd, Shiyao couldn’t help feeling a lump in her throat.

Absent-minded all the morning, Shiyao, who was usually strict with work, made many mistakes in simple matters today.

After the morning’s short flight, Shiyao received a call from the manager during lunch break, “Shiyao, you look pale. Aren’t you feeling well? It’s okay to ask for sick leave. Health is more important.”

“I’m sorry, manager. I’ll quickly adjust myself.”

Shiyao certainly knew the seriousness of the job, and sincerely apologized to the manager. After some adjustment, she threw herself into her afternoon work with renewed energy.

Because Jiang Fengyi and You Ze were out, and the Taekwondo Hall had no classes today, Xiao Qing had been waiting for Shiyao outside the company. Before You Ze left, he specifically told her to keep an eye on Shiyao.

Instead of going straight to work in the morning, Zhong Yi went back to the Zhong’s house, which was rarely seen all these years.

Mr. Zhong had just finished breakfast in the living room and was about to go to work when he was startled by his son’s return. After a few seconds, they exchanged greetings, but that was all.

Mrs. Zhong and Su Liying were still having breakfast, laughing and talking. Zhong Yi glared at Su Liying, who was in her pajamas, as if she had lived here for some time.

“What are you doing here?”

Zhong Yi asked in a whisper behind his mother. He met Su Liying at a pub, and had a one-night stand with this interesting girl.

After that, he lost contact with her. Soon he was back together with Xu Youyou and ended all the messy relationships.

The two women didn’t expect Zhong Yi’s sudden return, one more shocked than the other. Mrs. Zhong first realized what was going on, crying and beating him.

She had hardly seen him this year.

“Why are you crying? I’m not dead…”

Reluctantly, Zhong Yi pushed his mother away. “Puppy, you’re back,” Mrs. Zhong wept and laughed.

Su Liying stood aside, with a gentle, sensible and sweet smile on her face, which was deeply appreciated by Zhong Yi’s mother.

She never met Zhong Yi again after that night. But he showed up today. What a surprise! Su Liying touched her stomach tenderly, feeling that it was nice to live here.

“Who’s she?”

“Brother’s new girlfriend?” he asked, pretending to be curious.

Su Liying’s face turned pale. She was pregnant with his child, and he didn’t even know who she was!

“What are you talking about? Don’t you know Yingying? She’ll be your wife…” Mrs. Zhong gave him a reproachful slap on the shoulder.

Zhong Yi took two steps back and looked at his mother in horror.

“Mom, are you kidding? How come I don’t know my own wife?”

Mrs. Zhong glanced at him displeased. Two days ago, Zhong Yi said on the phone that he was going to marry Xu Youyou, which pissed Mrs. Zhong off and she had made it clear that the family wouldn’t accept a woman like Xu Youyou.

Zhong Yi waved his hand indifferently, “Whatever. You can live here as long as you want. No one can interfere with my marriage anyway.”

When she heard this, Su Liying’s eyes turned red immediately.

“Zhong Yi, I’m carrying your child…”

“Nonsense! My wife and children are all at home. Watch what you say. No one can predict whether the real father of the child will find you one day.”

Su Liying looked at Zhong Yi in despair, tears welling up in her eyes. Her face was paler than the wall, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground.

“Shut up or get out!”

His mother shouted fiercely at him. No one could hurt her long-awaited grandson.

“Mom, you said it.”

Zhong Yi snorted contemptuously and turned upstairs. Two minutes later, he walked past them with the household registration book in his hand.

“Where are you going? Come back!”

Zhong Yi waved the book. He was marrying Xu Youyou today.

He couldn’t wait. He wanted to put their names in one household registration book to form a family of themselves.

Su Liying grabbed Mrs. Zhong’s arm, flustered, “Auntie, that’s the household registration book!”

Then Mrs. Zhong realized what happened and asked others to chase after him.

Zhong Yi hurried back to his villa, where Xu Youyou was watering flowers in the garden.

“Eh? You come back?”

Zhong Yi pulled Xu Youyou away without saying a word. Their household registration book was ready. He must be quick!

Xu Youyou was confused, ‘Isn’t he at work? Why does he come back all of a sudden?’

On the other side, Jiang Fengyi stood upright on the stage with one hand on crutches. She was seventy-five years old, but was still as imposing as ever.

Facing these old friends who had been through thick and thin with the You family, Jiang Fengyi made a candid promise to all of them, neither humble nor pushy.

“You have watched my grandson grow up. I think you know no less about his character than I do. As for someone intentionally throwing mud at my grandson and his wife, we, the You family, will never sit by.”

“Relax, everyone. I’m sure A’ze can handle it. But no judgment within the company is allowed. If I hear any more nonsense, get out of here!”

You Ze looked at her, deeply moved He almost applauded.

“Who’s the girl? I never heard about your wedding. When did you get a wife?”

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Before You Ze spoke, Jiang Fengyi proudly raised her face.