My Perfect Female CEO
Chapter 348: The Future is Long

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: The Future is Long

Ye Fan and Zhang Lu each took a break.

In a room where Yaya and the other three kids were, they each slept in their small bed.

"Why isn’t it daylight yet? Did Uncle hug Third Aunt?" Yaya pouted.

"I don’t think so?" Mingming said uncertainly.

"Dad and mom said what’s on TV is all lies," Xuanxuan stated.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jiefang woke up and nudged his wife beside him, asking, "Did you save me any food?"

He didn’t eat dinner, had a belly full of frustration, and was now starving, feeling like a cat scratching inside.

"Serves you right, being stubborn and suffering for it," Zhang’s mom chuckled lightly.

"I’m asking you a question!" Zhang Jiefang said displeased.

"All the food is heated for you, go eat yourself," Zhang’s mom said, knowing her husband’s nature, so she had prepared the food in advance.

Zhang Jiefang got up and then looked at his wife, saying, "By the way, how did I get drunk? How’s that kid doing?"

This was his most concerned question after sobering up.

"Pfft!" Zhang’s mom burst into laughter, cheerfully saying, "After you got drunk, little Ye was accompanying the daughter watching TV, and even played with the three kids for a while. Tell me, did Little Ye get drunk?"

"That brat, too arrogant," Zhang Jiefang glared angrily.

"I’m going back to sleep, if hungry eat yourself, if not then sleep, don’t disturb me," Zhang’s mom closed her eyes.

"Eat eat eat, what eat, I’m full from anger stuff," Zhang Jiefang muttered displeasedly, then lingered a while before heading out of the bedroom to the usual spot to find food.

"Stubborn old geezer," Zhang’s mom murmured under her breath.

The next day, early in the morning, everyone woke up early.

At the breakfast table, everyone was eating Zhang’s mom’s prepared breakfast.

"Lulu, didn’t you rest well last night?" Zhang’s mom asked concernedly, looking at the dark circles under her daughter’s eyes, she wondered if it was because she was ’playing’ too late with Ye Fan, thus affecting her sleep.

"Blame those three troublesome kids, banging on my door late into the night," Zhang Lu complained, making excuses.

"What happened?" Zhang’s mom asked in a low voice, looking at the three kids.

"We wanted to watch Uncle and Third Aunt play games but couldn’t see," the three kids said in unison.

Zhang’s mom, knowing what kind of game the kids were referring to, instructed sternly, "From now on, no more nonsense, understand?"

They nodded obediently, "Okay."

"Such little kids already spoiled by bad influence," Zhang Jiefang said displeasedly.

Xuanxuan looked at Zhang Jiefang and asked, "Grandpa, on TV, when an uncle and aunt hug, it turns to morning in a blink, is it magic? Why did it not turn bright last night when I kept blinking?"

"I don’t know about magic tricks, but if you ask such silly questions again, I’ll smash the TV and not let you watch," Zhang Jiefang said angrily.

"Why the long face so early in the morning," Zhang’s mom complained to Zhang Jiefang.

After breakfast, Ye Fan and Zhang Lu were about to leave, Zhang’s mom and the three kids reluctantly saw them off.

Zhang Jiefang stayed seated, all pretentious like an old emperor.

"Uncle, bring us gifts next time and play with us," the three kids clung to Ye Fan.

"Alright, alright, definitely will," Ye Fan promised.

"Pinky swear," Yaya held out her hand.

"..." Ye Fan, quite exasperated, could only go along with the kids.

"Pinky swear, no breaking it for a hundred years," Yaya was overjoyed.

Zhang’s mom and Zhang Lu laughed aside, Zhang’s mom increasingly satisfied with Ye Fan’s demeanor, and Zhang Lu naturally happy too, Ye Fan fully played the boyfriend role quite well.

"Little Ye, come visit often," Zhang’s mom said kindly.

"Sure," Ye Fan could only agree.

"Goodbye, Uncle," the three kids waved.

"Goodbye," Ye Fan and Zhang Lu drove away.

In the car, Zhang Lu expressed gratitude, "Thank you, you were a big help."

"As a friend, helping you is helping myself, no need to be so formal," Ye Fan said openly.

Along the road, words were few between them.

A few hours later, Zhang Lu had sent Ye Fan to the villa.

Having not seen Ye Fan for a day, Mengyao somewhat missed him, but seeing him entering eased her longing.

Biyao remained calm, without her sister’s emotional attachment.

"Mengyao, Biyao, the person has been delivered, do you need a signature of confirmation?" Zhang Lu said lightly.

"Of course," Biyao joked, "Cop, how was last night? If I guess right, you two spent the night together, didn’t you?"

"Nothing like that, I slept on the bed, he slept on the chair," Zhang Lu answered freely.

"So, you did share the room," Mengyao teased with a smile, "Zhang Lu, how could you mistreat Ye Fan? You should’ve given Ye Fan the bed."

"Mengyao, please don’t joke with me, you know your Ye Fan, a true chauvinist, would rather suffer himself than let a woman suffer." Zhang Lu explained.

"No worries, plenty of time in the future, you can make it up to Ye Fan," Mengyao said generously.

Biyao quickly interjected, "Based on new interpretations, if ’day’ is used as a verb here, it literally means even if a change of day is needed, it’s not too late; considering the above, sister might be encouraging Cop to spend much time with Fanfan, resulting in some ’bang bang bang’ happenings, right?"

"You mischievous girl, why does everything get distorted by your mouth?" Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

"Isn’t it true?" Biyao raised her neck.

Mengyao and Zhang Lu exchanged a glance, revealing complex expressions, then smiled bitterly, not daring to think deeply about Biyao’s words.

"I’ll be going now," Zhang Lu left.

"Cop, plenty of time, cheers!" Biyao shouted enthusiastically.

Zhang Lu stumbled slightly, nearly tripping, turned back with a fierce glance at Biyao, "You’re really enjoying the mess you’re causing, aren’t you? Quite in bad taste."

"Hehe," Biyao laughed carelessly.

Zhang Lu left, Mengyao quietly asked, "Nothing unexpected happened? How was playing fake boyfriend?"

"Not great, Zhang Lu’s dad, a complete rascal, acts like an emperor at home, challenges me to chess the moment he sees me, ended up crushed by me; tried to get me drunk, you can imagine the outcome," Ye Fan said proudly.

"You can’t be doing that, pretending to be a boyfriend is to make Zhang Lu’s family believe; causing such a scene made the elders lose face," Mengyao couldn’t help but laugh.

"Brother-in-law, nothing real between you and the cop, right?" Biyao asked concernedly.

"Can’t be bothered with you," Ye Fan said, frustrated.

"Sister, stop messing around," Mengyao advised lightly, then looked at Ye Fan, asking, "Tired? Take a bath, rest for a few hours, then we’ll attend a banquet."

"Alright," Ye Fan agreed.