C9 (1/2)

Hearing the sound, Zi Yan hurriedly took off her clothes and placed it in front of her chest. Turning her head, what she saw was her new husband.

”You … Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in? ”

Zi Yan hugged herself nervously. Although she had been close to her skin the night before, she was still not used to it, especially during the day.

”I'm sorry. I never knock on my door.”

Zhuo Weitang did not leave but instead came in and took off his suit and changed his clothes in front of Zi Yan.

Zi Yan felt a little embarrassed and took her clothes into the bathroom to change. When she came out, she saw Zhuo WeiTing still hesitating for a while, so she asked.

”What do I call you?”

Hearing Zi Yan's words, Zhuo WeiTing almost fainted on the spot.

”You don't know my name?”

It wasn't that he was going to get angry, it was just that he felt like he was being ignored.

”I... I know your surname is Zhuo. ”

Zi Yan timidly retreated, her eyes uneasily scanning the surroundings, she just didn't dare to stay on Zhuo WeiTing's body.

”Mmm, not bad. Besides his surname 'Zhuo'? Didn't your family tell you who the person you want to marry is? ”

Seeing Zi Yan nod and shaking her head, Zhuo Weitang frowned, feeling that there was something wrong in the middle.

”I'm sorry, maybe they said that, but I forgot.”

Zi Yan bit her lips as if she was afraid. Her expression made her look like a masochist.

”Then remember this well, my surname is Zhuo, Zhuo Weiting. I don't think I need to tell you how to write it, do I?”

Zhuo Wei Ting walked up, tugging at Zi Yan's body, and said with a stern expression.

”No, I should know.”

Zi Yan was very scared, this man reminded her of the villain in fairy tales.

”Come here, look carefully. Zhuo Weiting, remember?”