Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 130: Souvenirs I bought during my business trip to Thailand, which I haven't had a chan

Yan Zhuoyu's phone was frozen for a while, and her soft, white fingertips unconsciously pressed the power button on the side of the phone.

With a "buzz", the phone assistant was activated.

"Hello, Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

The mechanical yet ethereal sound echoed exceptionally clearly in the quiet room.

Besides that, there was the sound of Pei Weijin removing the outer plastic seal of the box.

Yan Zhuoyu hurriedly turned off the phone assistant, and the screen went dark instantly.

She felt her ears getting hot, and unconsciously reached up to touch her collarbone, muttering to herself, "Do you really have to ask me about something like this?"

"Of course it's necessary."

As soon as the box was opened, a rich aroma of hazelnut chocolate wafted out, just like it came from a bakery.

Yan Zhuoyu casually placed her phone on the bedside table, curiously leaned over, and snatched the box from his hand.

"What is this? Is it something to eat? It smells so good, like chocolate. The last time I ate chocolate was from a prop on a film set."

Pei Weijin pressed the remote control, and the mattress slowly adjusted to the most comfortable reclining angle.

"I bought this souvenir when I went to Thailand on a business trip, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity to use it yet. I heard it's edible."

"Who would buy this kind of local specialty when they go on a business trip?"

Yan Zhuoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and Pei Weijin's figure was reflected in her clear eyes.

"You mean this is a product you bought specifically for this purpose, right?"

She picked up a chocolate-flavored condom, then leaned down, placing her hands on either side of Pei Weijin's body in an ambiguous and provocative pose.

Pei Weijin's Adam's apple bobbed. He leaned against the pillow, and when he looked up, his eyes were immediately drawn to the small red mole on Yan Zhuoyu's collarbone.

His gaze slowly moved to the woman's lips and her small earlobes hidden beneath her dark hair.

He placed his hand on Yan Zhuoyu's outer thigh, finally stopping at her waist, and said, as if trying to cover up his true feelings, "Be careful not to fall."

"It's not a big deal to fall on the bed."

Yan Zhuoyu chuckled and shook the packaging bag in her hand, making a rustling sound.

She deliberately lowered her voice, breathed into Pei Weijin's ear, and whispered, "What do you mean by emphasizing this function on purpose? Are you trying to make me *?"

Pei Weijin kneaded her palm, then suddenly chuckled and slowly said, "I'm telling you this specifically to prevent children from accidentally ingesting it."

"You're so annoying! Who said they wanted to eat!"

Yan Zhuoyu threw the packaging bag at his chest, crossed her arms angrily, sat on his waist, and glared down at him.

Pei Weijin calmly picked up the bag, propped himself up slightly, and asked, "So, can you help me put it on?"

"of course can."

Yan Zhuoyu readily agreed, but her actions were quite the opposite. She not only pushed him onto the bed, but also casually tossed the packaging bag aside.

Her thoughts were unusually scattered today, and she suddenly remembered the issue of being skipped during the meal.

Children are also a very important thing in marriage.

Pei Weijin noticed her pause and asked, "Why did you throw it away? Do you want to get a different one?"

"It's nothing, I'm just happy today, so I'm trying to see what it's like to not wear it."

Yan Zhuoyu wasn't one to engage in internal strife, and the probing in her tone was utterly undisguised: "Don't you want to?"

Pei Weijin's black bathrobe had been torn open halfway, revealing the light gray lettered shorts he was wearing underneath.

It looks familiar; it's the one she picked out before.

The fabric is soft, breathable, and has good elasticity, so even if the reaction is strong, it won't feel tight.

The two were so close that their reactions to each other were immediately apparent.

Before this, the two of them had always taken very thorough measures without any omissions. As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Weijin understood what was unusual.

He replied, "I don't want to, but if you'd like, I'll arrange time to get a tubal ligation."

Pei Weijin could roughly guess what she was probing, perhaps related to the topic of having children that had not received a clear answer.

He lifted Yan Zhuoyu off him, pulled up the blanket beside him, and covered them both with it.

Yan Zhuoyu suddenly changed her position and lay on his arm, still a little confused: "What did you just say? You're not doing it anymore?"

Pei Weijin considered for a couple of seconds and replied, "Okay, let's stop for now."

Are you worried about your aunt bringing up the topic of having children soon?

Yan Zhuoyu asked, "How did you know?"

Pei Weijin looked at her seriously: "If there's a problem, we have to solve it. We can't just avoid talking about it or brush it off. Problems won't disappear by being fobbed off, and this topic isn't exactly a difficult one to solve."

When Yan Zhuoyu is thinking, she always likes to fidget with something in her hands. At this moment, she is fiddling with the black buttons on Pei Weijin's bathrobe.

"I'm not against having children, but my career is just starting out, and I don't have any plans in that area in the short term. I think your family and relatives would value this a lot, right?"

Pei Weijin smiled and took her hand: "Miss Yan, you are marrying me, not my family."

"In everything we do, we only need to consider each other's feelings; other people's opinions don't matter. And you have absolute priority with me."

"As for children, once your career is stable, if you like them and want them, I will learn the relevant knowledge in advance and make all the preparations so that you have as few worries as possible; if you don't want them, when you plan to retire from the entertainment industry, we will travel the world."

Yan Zhuoyu pondered for a moment and commented, "Hmm... the plan to travel the world sounds a bit old-fashioned and outdated. Do you have anything more novel?"

"Of course."

She asked expectantly, "What is it?"

Pei Weijin picked up his phone and quickly selected a few items to place an order.

"For example, making mooncakes with Miss Yan at three in the morning."

The nearby convenience store is open 24 hours a day, and the ingredients and tools for making mooncakes were delivered in less than half an hour.

Yan Zhuoyu held a ball of dough in her hand, slowly stuffed the sesame filling inside, and sealed it.

Pei Weijin beside him had already skillfully prepared a plate of mooncakes, just waiting for the oven to preheat before putting them in.

As Yan Zhuoyu used the tools to press the mold, she glanced at the wall clock in the living room and found it increasingly amusing.

She had only mentioned it casually, but she never expected Pei Weijin to actually put it into action.

It might seem absurd for one person to make mooncakes at 3 a.m., but it's fun when two people do it together.

After becoming more skilled, Yan Zhuoyu's hands moved faster: "However, apart from your third uncle and the others taking the child's affairs very seriously, your parents seem to have never expressed their opinions."

With the last bit of dough and filling used up, Pei Weijin put the mooncakes into the oven, then took off his gloves and said slowly:

"Yes, my parents' marriage was a business arrangement, but their relationship was harmonious and they were quite happy. However, after the Pei Ruolin incident, they both realized that they had shortcomings in handling family relationships. Therefore, my mother only hopes that the two of us will be happy. As for Pei Hongli and his family, they don't want us to have children, otherwise the company would be even less hopeful for them."

Yan Zhuoyu yawned, forced herself to wash her hands, and when she came back, she lay down on the living room sofa with a dazed look in her eyes.

"I see. Last night, I sent Pei Hongli to pick up Yan Shuting's family, but only Pei Huaiyou returned. We didn't see them in the end. I don't know what they were up to."

Yan Zhuoyu mumbled, "Although I'm reluctant to admit it, I know Yan Shuting fairly well. He likes to think he's clever, but he's actually quite timid. So for so many years, the company has been following the same old path without any innovation."

"In short, even if he and Pei Hongli have reached some kind of agreement, it might cause us some trouble, but it won't be too much of a problem..."

Pei Weijin replied, "Don't worry, for security reasons, we had surveillance cameras installed in Yunwan Garden a few years ago. After Meng Yuting starts work, I'll have him check the footage to see if there's anything unusual."

After the mooncakes were baked, Yan Zhuoyu didn't even taste a single one and immediately fell asleep on the sofa.

This time she was really fast asleep.

Pei Weijin covered her with a thin blanket and turned up the air conditioning temperature, staying by her side the whole time.

After finishing all that, he finally had time to pick up his phone.

Half an hour later, the oven's timer rang, automatically cutting off the power.

Yan Zhuoyu woke up in a daze, but Pei Weijin was not there. She could only vaguely hear his voice coming from the living room, as if he was talking to someone.

She sat up from the sofa, put on her slippers, and strolled leisurely into the living room.

Pei Weijin's voice was deep as he fiddled with a string of blue Bodhi beads. The round beads were of excellent quality and looked very valuable.

He casually fiddled with his prayer beads and said into the phone, "You guys turn on your phones tomorrow."

The call wasn't on speakerphone, but the other person's shout was louder than if it had been on speakerphone.

"You called me before dawn just to ask when we'd be back online? We're going to be back online this afternoon! What, are you here to invest, or to give us a boost?"

Pei Weijin turned the phone volume down a bit and repeated, "You guys turn it on tomorrow."

This time, Fu Zhuchen on the other end of the phone finally realized what was going on.

Pei Gou is playing this trick on him again!

"Are you out of your mind? I consulted a fortune teller and chose an auspicious day to start filming, so that we can have good luck and the movie will be a box office hit, and your sister-in-law's career will also reach new heights!"

However, Fu Zhuchen's tone quickly softened: "No, this time it really won't work. But you can give me a reason for delaying the startup, and I'll consider it."

Pei Weijin glanced at the mooncake boxes spread out on the table and chuckled, "My wife and I got up at three in the morning to make mooncakes. I thought she was too tired."

"Oh, by the way, the mooncakes are ready, and there are quite a lot of them. But they're a bit oily; eating too many isn't good for your health. I'll have my assistant pack some for you to try."

Fu Zhuchen's deep breathing could be heard on the phone.

"Are you two sick? It's the sixteenth of the lunar month today, what are you doing making mooncakes? And what do you mean by saying eating too many is bad for your health so you're giving them to me? Isn't my life... no, isn't mine a life too?!"

Fu Zhuchen was cursing on the phone. He was sleeping soundly in the morning, but he had to answer Pei Weijin's call. He was really being a jerk.

Pei Weijin clicked his tongue: "Adults should be more emotionally stable."

"Besides, you don't understand romance."

Fu Zhuchen was speechless: "Are you crazy? You call this romantic?"

Pei Weijin didn't respond to his words, but instead turned on the video call function and held the Bodhi bracelet in front of the camera.

"This Bodhi seed bracelet you gave me, was it from Huo Wenji?"

Fu Zhuchen's voice immediately dropped: "How did you know? Did he tell you?"

Pei Weijin chuckled and said, "This was a gift from me to him. How do you think I knew?"

Fu Zhuchen coughed a few times, trying to laugh it off: "Giving gifts is just about expressing your feelings. Holiday gifts are all the same. Besides, I'm giving you a big gift package, and it contains more than just a Bodhi bracelet."

Pei Weijin mercilessly exposed him: "Indeed, the gifts are all things you don't need. After cleaning up like this, the house will definitely be much cleaner."

"Oh, what are you saying? Good things are only given to good brothers. If you don't need them, just pack them up and give them to Huo Wenji."

Fu Zhuchen suddenly pretended that the signal was bad, said "hello" several times, and hung up the phone with very poor acting skills.

Pei Weijin put his phone on the table and continued to fiddle with the string of Bodhi beads in his hand.

He glanced up and saw Yan Zhuoyu walking over like a lost soul, so he smiled faintly and got up to greet her.

"Awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer? It's only a little past six."

"Since you weren't with me, I came to find you."

Yan Zhuoyu touched the Bodhi seed bracelet in his hand; it felt warm and smooth to the touch.

She casually pulled up a chair and sat down, asking, "I overheard you talking to Fu Zhuchen on the phone earlier, saying you wanted to delay the phone's opening time. Did he agree?"

Seeing that she was very interested in the bracelet, Pei Weijin put it on her wrist: "Hmm, he'll probably agree because of this bracelet."

Yan Zhuoyu exclaimed, "Then call him again and tell him. There's no need to delay."

"I just need two more hours of sleep. The start date is a very important thing. It was arranged in advance, but then it was canceled at the last minute. The actors in this production are all quite influential. If things get delayed, it will be easy for fans to criticize us."

Pei Weijin nodded in agreement and immediately called Fu Zhuchen again to confirm the turn-on time.

At 1 p.m., Qiao Xinyun drove Yan Zhuoyu to a hotel near the filming location.

They arrived relatively early, but when they got to the lobby, they found that Zhu Xinian had already arrived.

The staff present were filled with trepidation when the two met, fearing that they would start arguing as soon as they met.

Fortunately, neither of them reacted and they greeted each other casually.

As the remaining actors arrived one after another, the opening ceremony began.

The initial tasks upon joining the crew were relatively simple, mainly involving the actors reading the script together and then coordinating with the styling team to confirm the costumes and makeup for each stage.

The entire film crew had dinner together that evening.

The cast of "Sword Chant" consists mostly of veteran actors, many of whom have already made a name for themselves and have worked together before, so they know each other well and the atmosphere is quite lively.

Occasionally, when the topic turned to Yan Zhuoyu, she would smile and chat for a bit, but most of the time, out of caution, she didn't say much.

As they got to know each other better, they gradually became more familiar with each other and had a better understanding of each other's situation.

Lin Xiangyi, who plays the innkeeper, suddenly asked, "Director Fu, I heard that the original screenwriter, Teacher Qin, would be coming to the set to give guidance. Why haven't I seen her today?"

Fu Zhuchen touched his nose and explained, "Her flight was delayed, and she won't arrive until tomorrow."

Lin Xiangyi nodded in agreement: "Oh, I often experience the same thing. Something always goes wrong when there's something important to do."

Yan Zhuoyu had almost finished eating when she heard him say that Qin Zhuyue's flight was delayed, and her expression became somewhat subtle.

She was just chatting with Qin Zhuyue.

He was right in Beijing, there was no need for him to take a plane. He was clearly working on a new script all night and overslept the next day.

Having just celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's inevitable to feel a bit lazy.

Fortunately, there were no tasks on the first day. After returning to the hotel, Yan Zhuoyu washed up and went to sleep early.

However, the Pei family banquet during the Mid-Autumn Festival was not open to the public, so the paparazzi missed out on the excitement and couldn't find out the reason behind it. They were itching to stir up some trouble.

So, just before midnight, a trending topic exploded.

Retro Hong Kong style goddess suspected of being in a relationship exposed, late at night accompanied by a mysterious man to Pei family banquet.