Chapter 882 - If You Continue To Look, Your Saliva Is Going To Drip Out (2/2)

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The entire family sat down around the dining table. Master Zhou took a bottle of white wine and said, “Dad, Zhou Yao, this is a cherished bottle of white wine from 1998. The alcohol content is very strong. Tonight, we three men should drink a little.”

Old Master Zhou, Master Zhou, and Zhou Yao normally did not drink because of their work. They could not drink, and it was only on celebratory days that they could drink a little.

“Okay.”

Master Zhou poured three glasses of wine. Madam Zhou took a porcelain vat and poured some into Leng Zhiyuan’s cup as she said, “Zhiyuan, this is the osmanthus wine that we made ourselves. It has a little bit of alcohol, but you will not get drunk. It tastes pretty good. Have a taste.”

Leng Zhiyuan took a sip and nodded her head as she said, “Yeah, it is sweet. It tastes very good.”

Madam Zhou smiled as she put the porcelain vat back.

Old Master Zhou held his glass up to toast. “Come, we should cheer first to celebrate Zhiyuan defusing a dangerous situation into something advantageous. Our family is reunited once again.”

“Cheers.”

The entire family raised their glasses up.

The helpers served an entire table of dishes. The dishes were all steaming hot and looked extremely delicious. At this moment the light was perfect. The atmosphere was good, and Leng Zhiyuan felt that her heart was very warm.

An extra piece of sweet and sour pork rib found its way into her bowl. She turned her gaze over to the side. Zhou Yao, who was beside her, was smiling at her, and there was a pampering gaze in the bottom of his eyes.

Leng Zhiyuan took a piece of ribs with her chopsticks. Yeah, it was very delicious, and the sweetness spread all the way to her heart.

“Zhou Yao.” Old Master Zhou drank two glasses of wine consecutively before he stretched his hand out to pat Zhou Yao’s shoulder, “A masculine man, a bold husband, no matter what time it is, you should have your own choice. Although Grandpa is a little harsh on you, you have to understand that Grandpa is doing this for your own good. Similarly, Grandpa agrees with your choice very much.

“Our Zhou family has been serving the citizens. Actually you, your father, and I have been working in dangerous jobs. It is colder at the top. Your illness… It is fine, Grandpa and your parents are able to accept it. Grandpa has not said it much, but in the past ten years, you have done very well. You are a soldier who has passed the test. You have lived up to the reputation of the Zhou family, and Grandpa does not have any regrets.”

“Dad,” Master Zhou pushed Old Master Zhou’s elbow as he said, “Today is a happy day. Why are you bringing these things up?”

“I am afraid if I do not say them now, there will not be another chance…” As he spoke, Old Master Zhou downed the entire glass of wine and said, “Okay, we shall not bring it up. Let’s eat. Let’s eat.”

The atmosphere around the dining table was very depressing. Leng Zhiyuan knew that the entire family was very sad. They were very sad for Zhou Yao’s illness, but they were firm as they hid the sadness inside their hearts. In the last few days, they wanted to leave only their smiling faces for Zhou Yao.

Leng Zhiyuan suddenly felt that her heart was very painful.

At this moment, her small hand under the table was wrapped by a rough warm palm. The man’s deep voice rang out in her ears lovingly as he said, “What are you thinking about? Eat your meal!”

It was still his domineering tone.

Leng Zhiyuan’s eyes were very hot. She did not turn her gaze over to the side to look at him. She did not dare to look at him. She was afraid that she could not control the tears in her eyes and would allow them to fall down.

“Okay.” She took her chopsticks up and started to eat.

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After finishing dinner, both of them returned to the room.

Leng Zhiyuan went to take a shower, then she sat down before the vanity table as she used the hair dryer to dry her long wet hair. Zhou Yao was done with his shower very quickly. He went behind her.

“I will help you to dry your hair.” He took over the hair dryer that she was holding in her hand.

Leng Zhiyuan looked through the mirror at him. It was early spring now. He was done with a shower and wore a black shirt. Only the middle button of his shirt was just buttoned up, and it exposed his masculine sculpted chest and tight waist line. He had a pair of black long pants on the bottom, and he did not put on a belt.

He took a shower and did not like to use the towel to wipe his hair dry. At this moment, his wet hair was all limp on his forehead. It lacked the sternness and hardness of a normal day, and at this moment, he looked young and handsome.

“Do I look good? If you continue to look at me, your saliva is going to drip out.”

Zhou Yao used one hand to hold the hairdryer, and he used the long fingers on one hand to curl her long hair as he teased her nonchalantly.