Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Is this house haunted or something?" Yang Zongbao felt that the existence of these invisible people was really annoying, so he brought it up while everyone was eating together.

  "You're talking about Uncle Mei, right? He's got a weird temper and even I don't get to see him easily."

  Yang Zongbao noticed that in just half a day, the old lady had acquired a string of Buddhist beads, each one as white as jade and without any impurities.

  "This? It's been placed in front of the Buddha statue, I'll take it out and use it this time. Lately, I haven't gone out, staying in this house reciting scriptures. If you have any trouble, come find me." The old lady put down her chopsticks, with an attitude that if there was nothing going on, they wouldn't meet again for the next few days.

  "The old lady is giving you space to play freely." Bao Guo said to Yang Zongbao after the old lady left.

  "Hmm." Yang Zongbao understood in his heart that the battle for the Yang family had officially begun.

  After lunch, he got the promise he wanted and Yang Zongbao had no reason to stay in the house anymore, so he drove back to the city district in his X5. The old lady's meaning was very clear: do whatever you want, if you can't handle it, come find me again. Yang Zongbao thought, I won't be unable to handle it. Humiliating Yang Fenghua and causing trouble between her and the Yang family, plus he wasn't a white-collar worker with a steady salary, he had plenty of cash on hand, so it would be easy to just grease some palms.

  Yang Zongbao knew that the following days would not be calm, so he seized the last moment of relaxation in Bao's car and closed his eyes to rest. This was the only stretch of road where he could rest, and once they returned to the city, everything would be different.

  The car drove into the city when the neon lights had just turned on.

  Baoguo, Tinghao, Chezi and Pini all moved into Zhou Yi's house together.

  "You really are uninvited." Zhou Yi pouted in dissatisfaction.

  "Alright, alright, stop nagging. Hurry up and cook dinner, I'm starving." Baoguo wasn't polite either, not feeling the need to be humble when entering someone else's home.

  However, when they walked into the living room, they found it was packed with people, and everyone looked at Yang Zongbao and his group with unfriendly expressions.

  "Dad, Mom, Brother." Zhou Yi immediately became respectful.

  "What kind of people are they?" Zhou Yimeng said with disdain, as if the upbringing of so many years had been eaten by a dog.

  "They are my friends." Zhou Yi replied with a mischievous grin.

  "Guests are coming through the door, take them to the kitchen for dinner, you come over later."

  As soon as Ou Yang Feng Jiao's words fell, Zhou Chuang hastily spoke out: "That is my colleague."

  "What? Your colleague? Then hurry up and call them over to eat together." Zhou Mu's attitude changed very quickly.

  "No need, we'll just drop by for a bit and not stay for dinner. Happy New Year to Uncle and Auntie." Yang Zongbao didn't want to watch others celebrate the holiday, at least not on New Year's Day.

  "In that case, we won't keep you any longer. After all, it's not a good thing to be running around outside during the New Year. It's better to go back home and celebrate with your own family."

  It can be heard that Zhou Fu is very unhappy about Yang Zongbao's sudden visit, and he can't wait to drive others away. Plus Yang Zongbao's sportswear, a thrifty appearance, will not give people a high-end feeling.

  "Dad, he's a friend." Zhou Chuan made his position clear, stood up and personally pulled out a chair for Yang Zongbao.

  "Thank you, but I have something on." Yang Zongbao politely declined.

  "Dad and Mom, you're being too much!" Zhou Yi shouted anxiously.

  "What's wrong with us? It's New Year's Day and we're making a scene for an outsider?" Zhou Fu's tone dropped to freezing point.

  "I didn't, it's you who disrespected my friend." Zhou Yi argued strongly.

  "Your friend? Which one of your friends is reliable? Who is this? Don't think I don't know, last time the Huang family gave us a lot of pressure! You're so old and still causing trouble, when will you help out with the family?" Father Zhou got more and more agitated, with white foam even appearing at the corner of his mouth.

  "You're going too far, Master! Let's go." Zhou Yi pushed Yang Zongbao and they walked out.

  "Stop right there! You dare to take one step out of this house, don't ever come back!" Zhou's father was also furious, slamming his chopsticks on the table with a dull thud.

  "Master, can I temporarily stay at your place?" Zhou Yi looked at Yang Zongbao with pleading eyes.

  "It can be done, but there's a rental fee." Yang Zongbao still maintained his last stance in the face of Zhou Yi's small deer-like gaze attack.

  "Hmm, I'll go work." Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and went out.

  When the three of them walked out of the house, Zhou Fu was still scolding Zhou Yi's wrongdoings, while Zhou Mu remained silent. Zhou Chu also blamed his father for being too excessive: "The last time, it wasn't you who solved the problem, but rather they themselves."

  "I know, it's all over the place. That kid is playing dirty and got away with it." Zhou Fu didn't think so, his well-maintained face full of scornful meaning.

  "Yang Zongbao is a sly one, but the Huang family may not be doing anything glorious either. Besides, you think that if there were no other pressures, the Huang family would definitely not commit such an offense." Zhou Chuan said this while also guessing, speaking out his usual speculations.

  "Hmph, just relying on that young whippersnapper?" Father Zhou was skeptical.

  "It's already past New Year's, just eat well and don't talk about other people's business!" Mother Zhou said.

  Zhou Chuan and Zhou Fu involuntarily lowered their voices.

  The New Year's celebration at home was extremely dull, and Yang Zongbao was indeed troubled. Because besides the annoying Mei Wenxin at the door, there was also a fiery figure.

  Porcelain skin, perfect features, a fiery red hair that reached her waist, wearing a large crimson cotton-padded jacket, the entire palm-sized face was buried in the fluffy collar of the crimson cotton-padded jacket.

  As soon as he saw this person, Yang Zongbao's small body trembled and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

  "Halt." The two words spat out of the scarlet mouth were worth a thousand pieces of gold.

  Yang Zongbao couldn't think of anything else and awkwardly said: "Rose."

  "Hmm, you little brat's conscience hasn't been completely eaten away by dogs yet, remember my name." Rose stepped closer to Zongbao, but suddenly turned her words around and pointed at Mei Wenxin, saying: "What's the deal with that woman?"

  "It has nothing to do with me." Yang Zongbao thought for a moment, apart from knowing the other person's name, they really didn't have any relationship at all.

  "It doesn't matter, what is she doing at your doorstep? She's just like Qin Xianglian, a real jinx."

  The speed of speech of Hawthorn is particularly fast, Zhou Yi and Bao Guo reacted for a long time.

  "Brother Bao, which country is he from? Where did you meet him?" Baoguo quietly asked Yang Zongbao.

  "I don't know either, but it's absolutely not a Chinese person." Yang Zongbao was very certain that Violet was not a Chinese person.

  "Isn't this nonsense?" Even Zhou Yi couldn't help but look at him with disdain, Yang Zongbao was taking advantage of the situation and pretending to be ignorant.

  "Your Mandarin has improved." Yang Zongbao said with a flattering tone.

  "Nonsense! If you don't make progress, how can I get involved with you?" Rose's words were astonishing.

  "Wow..." Zhou Yibo's bold confession made Lei De both excited and nervous.

  "Rose sister, don't be like this, there are many people here." Yang Zongbao said with embarrassment, breaking the glasses of Er Xiao.

  "Isn't this Master?" Zhou Yi was so frightened that his goosebumps fell to the ground.

  "I don't know." Baoguo discovered that his own brother had such a side.

  "Little rabbits, am I to stand like this?" Rose stamped her foot, the queen's temperament was unmistakable.

  "Yes, yes, yes." Yang Zongbao bowed his head repeatedly. He had no way to deal with Qiangwei and had always been humble and obedient. When he was very young, he tried to resist, but later found it was all in vain. So he broke the jar and endured the temporary humiliation, and what he got was a more comfortable life for a longer time. This calculation, Yang Zongbao was still very clear about.

  "Yang Zongbao is begging you, help me, I really have no way out." Mei Wenxin saw Yang Zongbao walking towards her and hastily grabbed the lifeline.

  "What can I help you with?" Furong stood in front of Mei Wenxin with an absolutely ladylike attitude.

  "This has nothing to do with you." Mei Wenxin said through gritted teeth.

  "He's mine, he'll help you, of course with my consent." Rose naturally declared her ownership of Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Zongbao and three old men watched the fight between the two women.

  "What is he to you?" Mei Wen asked with a gentle and pitiful tone.

  "Mind your own business, don't look for my family's Yang Zongbao, let me through. I've been on a long flight and I'm very tired, I need to go in and rest." Xiangwei ruthlessly pushed Mei Wenxin aside.

  Mei Wenxi stumbled and fell to the ground with a cry of "aiya", looking quite pitiful.

  Yang Zongbao reached out and grabbed Xiangyun's hand, examining her snowy wrist: "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

  Camellia shook off Yang Zongbao's hand and said angrily: "Don't think I'm untouchable, I'm fine now."

  Yang Zongbao didn't make a sound, but instead said to Mei Wenxin on the ground: "You've been through a lot these past few days. This time I helped you is because of your persistence. With this persistence, you can accomplish anything. Let me advise you, your family isn't worth your sacrifice, first take care of your body."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Zongbao supported Cai Wei into the house.

  Outside the door, Mei Wenxin sat on the ground, tears streaming down her face, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders. But what followed was a faint sense of jealousy. Yang Zongbao's gentle care for that woman in red made Mei Wenxin feel uneasy, if not for her own mother, why humiliate herself like this? Would there be a place for her by Yang Zongbao's side?

  She got up from her fall, Mei Wenxin took a glance at the tightly closed door in front of her and walked away without looking back.

  "You're really being overly cautious." Rose said with an ambiguous tone as she threw herself onto the sofa after entering the door.

  "Be careful, don't bump into yourself." Yang Zongbao turned on the air conditioner worriedly: "Take off your overcoat, don't get too hot." Yang Zongbao considerately poured a cup of milk for Qiangwei.

  "Don't try this on me. Wine? Do you understand? I want wine. Don't use this kind of thing to brush off a little kid like me."

  Although she said so, Violet still took over the milk and drank a mouthful, leaving a circle of milk mustache on her lips.

  Yang Zongbao didn't mind the dirt and directly wiped it away with his hand.

  "Rose... sister." Zhou Yi hesitated and asked: "What is the relationship between you and my master?" After thinking for half a day, Zhou Yi decided to still pretend to be ignorant.

  "This story is long, let's find another time and I'll tell it to you slowly. Let me put it this way?" Rose suddenly turned her head and asked Yang Zongbao.

  The latter nodded in agreement.

  "Oh, but Rose, what nationality are you? You're really beautiful." Zhou Yi was stunned by the beauty of the smaller woman on the sofa, a mysterious woman like a Persian cat, whose appearance was as elusive as her presence.

  "This one, I can tell you, is Italian." The red rose lazily snuggled into the sofa, holding a milk cup in her arms.