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

  "Are you no longer concerned about Avril?" George suddenly sat up and said.

  "Go to sleep. Why worry so much?" Yang Zongbao said, no matter how George teased him, he didn't make a sound. Until George also fell asleep and started snoring. Only then did Yang Zongbao have time to think.

  As for Avril, I don't know why, but once I liked her, I just did, even if it was just a glance when I was little, that's enough.

  Avril's full name is Avril Farnebique, the adopted daughter of Monk Farnebique, Yang Zongbao's master. When her own master passed away, it was Avril's adoptive mother who accompanied her to collect the body.

  It only took one sentence "I am Avril" to grab Yang Zongbao's heart tightly. He still remembered the look of the little girl next door back then... But now, perhaps she was attracted by the colorful world, or perhaps Yang Shuo's attack was too fierce. Avril wasn't a silly girl, after rejecting him, she kept a distance from him that was neither close nor far. However, Yang Zongbao didn't believe that Yang Shuo had any way to win her over.

  Because they were too tired, the two of them slept soundly in the duty room until they were found by Liu Chun.

  "What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao sleepily looked at Liu Chun's cold face.

  "Didn't you tell me to meet you at the door after work?" Liu Chun was furious.

  "Sorry, I fell asleep."

  "Hurry up and get going."

  Yang Zongbao got out of bed and pushed George, who was still fast asleep. Then, without changing their clothes, they directly squeezed into Liu Chun's car, which was stopped at the hospital gate.

  "Have you moved into the Yang residence?" Yang Zongbao felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

  Liu Chun glanced in the rearview mirror and puckered up, feeling uncomfortable for some reason: "No, I just went to explain. We should apologize for the impact we had on your family."

  "Oh." Yang Zongbao's heart slightly calmed down a bit.

  There was no more conversation in the car, George was still sleepy, and as soon as he got on the bus, he fell asleep on one side.

  Yang Zongbao and Liu Chun couldn't find a topic of conversation for the time being, so one pretended to look at the scenery outside the window while the other stared straight ahead.

  The lights in the Yang's courtyard all lit up today. There were many cars parked in the courtyard, and Yang Zongbao saw Yang Fenghua's car at a glance.

  Mei Wenxi still stood at the door to welcome Yang Zongbao. Suddenly seeing Yang Zongbao wearing a bathrobe, her little face turned red.

  "I'm back, let's get ready for dinner."

  "Uh-huh."

  Yang Zongbao responded with a sound.

  "I'm telling you, Yang, who is this? She's really beautiful. No wonder Avril..." George couldn't shut his mouth since he saw Mei Wenxin.

  "Shut up." Yang Zongbao couldn't bear it anymore and yelled out a sentence.

  "Oh." George swallowed his saliva, remembering Yang Zongbao's frequent demonstrations of Chinese kung fu, and shut his mouth.

  Liu Chun fell behind as soon as he got off the car and watched the frolicking in front of him with a bad taste in his heart.

  The second floor had a round table set up, and the old lady was originally sitting on the sofa. When she saw Yang Zongbao come upstairs, she immediately stood up.

  Yang Zongbao stepped forward and held the old lady's hand, calling out obediently: "Grandma."

  Yang Fenghuang suddenly looked at Yang Zongbao in surprise. In fact, not only Yang Fenghuang, but also Yang Jing, Yang Shuo, and Avril brought by Yang Shuo were all very surprised that Yang Zongbao would call the old lady "grandma".

  "Good, good, good. Good boy." The old lady said three "good"s in a row and pulled Yang Zongbao to sit down at the main seat of the round table beside her.

  Yang Shuo's pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly beckoned to Eve to sit beside him, trying to make Yang Zongbao uncomfortable. But unexpectedly, Yang Zongbao had a completely indifferent expression, not even acknowledging Eve with a greeting, as if he didn't recognize her at all.

  "Sit down and eat."

  The old lady gave an order. Everyone found their own position. Yang Fenghua sat down beside Yang Zongbao as a matter of course. Others sat far away from the old lady's position.

  "Come sit next to me."

  Under the old lady's words, Mei Wenxin, who was originally standing on one side, sat down beside the old lady.

  "Zong Bao's women are getting more and more, it seems that the six houses here will be fully occupied soon." Yang Jing said with a sour tone.

  Yang Zongbao rushed over while listening, and didn't expect that his waist would suddenly feel sore and painful, almost shouting out loud.

  "Look at that, Little Hooves is jealous."

  Yang Fenghuang blew air into Yang Zongbao's ear. One hand began to move along the outside of Yang Zongbao's thigh towards the root, finally stopping at a place: "I said you're also stuffy and lewd."

  "Stop it." Yang Zongbao's face was calm, but beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

  "What's the big deal?" Yang Fenghua became even more aggressive, directly reaching in and making an unobstructed intimate contact: "It's still quite big, can't tell it's actually quite substantial."

  Yang Fenghua's voice was relatively small, but a keen observer could also see what had happened between the two. For example, Yang Jing said unhappily: "What are you doing with those little movements during meals? Hmph."

  "That's enough." Yang Zongbao's voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

  "What's the big deal?" Yang Fenghua batted her eyelashes, looking adorable and coy, but still refused to let go of his hand.

  "You're right." Yang Zongbao was furious and suddenly stood up.

  Just as everyone was staring at Yang Zongbao in surprise, he sank his waist and carried Yang Fenghua into his arms, walking towards the room.

  "What are you doing, Yang?" Yang Fenghua just realized she was in trouble and struggled desperately. However, Yang Zongbao's hand tightly grasped her weak point, and she couldn't break free.

  "What are you going to do?" Yang Shuo suddenly became furious.

  "Get out of bed. Do you want to watch?" Yang Zongbao kicked open the door to his room without looking back, threw Yang Fenghua heavily onto the bed, and then closed the door.

  Leaving behind a table of people with their eyes wide open in shock.

  "What's the hurry in eating?" The old lady patted the table, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in Mei Wenxin's bowl.

  "I know." Mei said warmly and obediently.

  Yang and they also did not good temper, had no choice but to sit down to eat. Evie's expression was uncertain.

  ……

  "Ah yo." Yang Fenghuang was thrown onto the bed and rolled over several times. Before she could react, Yang Zongbao climbed on top of her, and she hastily shouted: "What are you doing?"

  "What am I doing? Didn't you have a great time teasing me just now?" Yang Zongbao pressed his knees against the inside of Yang Fenghua's legs, his upper body tightly attached to hers, face to face, nose to nose.

  Yang Fenghua was initially very frightened, but suddenly smiled and turned the tables on Yang Zongbao by hooking his neck and actively approaching him.

  Yang Zongbao received the goods as per the bill. Who's afraid of whom? In bed, can a man still suffer losses?

  Fierce tearing, the queen did her best to take the lead.

  But as a man, Yang Zongbao cannot afford to lose in this matter.

  When the two were sincere with each other, they were just one step away from success. Yang Fenghuang finally admitted defeat.

  I was wrong.

  "It's too late." Yang Zongbao didn't want his opponent to admit defeat, and with an arrow already drawn on the bowstring, he couldn't help but shoot.

  "I was really wrong." The usually arrogant Queen covered her eyes with her arm, like a cat.

  "It's meaningless." Yang Zongbao would never do such a thing as betraying or killing.

  Rolled off Yang Fenghua's body and found her own underwear among the scattered clothes fragments.

  "Sorry." Yang Fenghua covered herself with a quilt.

  "It doesn't matter, you owe me a set of clothes." Yang Zongbao put on the wrinkled clothes and left the room to Yang Fenghua.

  The living room was just as shocked by Yang Zongbao's appearance as it was when he left.

  "Really fast." Yang Shuo said with a face full of sarcasm.

  "Come and eat." The old lady kept serving Yang Zongbao dishes, the smile on her face couldn't be hidden.

  Yang Zongbao buried his head and worked hard, solving the mountain-high rice and dishes in his bowl.

  Everyone had their own thoughts at dinner. Even George, who was the most impatient with silence, closed his mouth and ate his own food.

  After dinner, everyone rested on their own. Avril slowly walked in front of Yang Zongbao, her small mouth pouting: "Yang, why haven't you looked for me these past few days?"

  Yang Zongbao felt that the accusation was too unreasonable. He had clearly told her not to go with Yang Shuo, but Aiyue didn't listen, and now she was blaming him instead.

  "You're not having a good time? With Yang Shuo accompanying you, I'm at ease." Yang Zongbao pretended to be silly and confused. On the one hand, it was to give Ai Wei'er a little lesson; on the other hand, it was to see her pouting face.

  "But, but..." Avril blurted out in her anxiety: "But they're looking for you."

  "Oh, I've been quite busy lately." Yang Zongbao refused to take over the conversation, watching her get anxious made him happy.

  "Avery, I'll take you to see grandma." Yang Shuo walked over, put his arm around Avery's waist and took her away.

  Avril looked pitifully at Yang Zongbao, but did not refuse Yang Shuo, and stopped in her tracks.

  "Do you like her?" Mei Wenxin asked.

  "I like it." Yang Zongbao acknowledged frankly.

  "But I see her and Yang Shuo getting very close, aren't you worried?" Mei Wenxin's words carried a hint of sourness.

  "Didn't you also come to me in the end?" Yang Zongbao tilted his head and drank a whole cup of tea: "Everything is up to fate."

  Yang Fenghuang didn't come out of Yang Zongbao's room until much later. Her hair and clothes were not disheveled in the slightest. Yang Zongbao was also impressed, wondering how her clothes could be so neat and tidy.

  Yang Fenghua came out and didn't care about other people's gaze, and calmly found Uncle Mei to eat a bowl of noodles.

  Yang Zongbao saw Yang Shuo occasionally casting glances at Yang Fenghua and couldn't help but laugh without any reserve.

  Having dinner at home is much more enjoyable than eating out, the dishes are good and you don't have to spend money. Yang Zongbao was very satisfied with this. After dinner, the old lady suggested playing mahjong, but Yang Zongbao refused in a rather impolite manner.

  "I want to go swimming." Yang Jing said unhappily.

  "Is there a swimming pool here?" Yang Zongbao asked while slurping his noodles loudly on the side.

  Yang Fenghua rolled her eyes: "Isn't that a waste of words? Which household here doesn't have a swimming pool?"

  "But I didn't see it?" Yang Zongbao said with an innocent expression.

  Yang Fenghua looked at Yang Zongbao like this, suddenly stunned. Then, putting down the bowl and chopsticks, she hugged Yang Zongbao's head and burst into tears: "Poor kid, you don't know what's going on in your own home, it's okay, sister will take you to see."

  "I've reacted." Yang Zongbao had no choice but to say that he had reacted in a situation where he was repeatedly unable to move.

  As expected, Yang Fenghua bounced back like being electrocuted and angrily pointed at Yang Zongbao, calling him a beast.

  Yang Shuo couldn't take it anymore and took Avril and Yang Jing to the swimming pool behind the house.

  "Goodbye, old lady."

  Liu Chun, Yang Zongbao really did neglect her. Now looking at her respectfully bidding farewell to the old lady, he suddenly remembered.

  "Have you eaten yet?" Yang Zongbao asked belatedly.

  "Where did you eat? You just picked a few leaves." George said discontentedly beside him.