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

Chapter 257 And me too, I am your private property.

In June, at the Magnolia Awards ceremony of the TV Festival, "Yao Yun Jue" shone brightly, winning three major awards: Best Screenplay (Adapted), Best Actress, and Best Supporting Actress.

This is Yan Zhuoyu's second official award in her acting career, but it is still in the field of television drama; she has yet to receive an award for a film.

She displays her two Best Supporting Actress awards on the top shelf of the display case, and she often goes over to look at them to motivate herself to achieve similar success in the film industry as soon as possible.

Amidst their busy filming schedules, their wedding anniversary was drawing ever closer.

Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin had a whirlwind marriage, and the wedding was simple, with all the procedures completed in just two days.

The anniversary is on the summer solstice.

She discovered by chance that this year's summer solstice falls on the same date as last year, June 21st.

This may also explain why their relationship started unexpectedly, yet it was also a destined connection, with everything arranged perfectly.

I just happened to meet the right person, and I just happened to be able to use the new year and the same time to fall in love with the same person again.

Yan Zhuoyu had asked the director for leave a month in advance for this anniversary. But the day before the summer solstice, the director knocked on her door with a female assistant.

Yan Zhuoyu was on the phone with Pei Weijin, discussing arrangements for their anniversary.

Hearing the knock, she hurriedly told Pei Weijin to "wait a moment," then took off her earphones, checked through the electronic peephole to confirm that it was the director and a lady, and opened the door.

"Director Tang, Sister Qian, what's the matter so late?"

Seeing the director's troubled expression, Yan Zhuoyu had a bad feeling.

As expected, after a moment's hesitation, the director clasped his hands together and earnestly pleaded, "Teacher Yan, Uncle Mingwei from our crew broke his leg while being suspended by wires last Friday and is still in the hospital, causing serious delays in filming. Could you perhaps postpone the anniversary celebration for your husky, or shorten your holiday by a day or two?"

He carefully observed Yan Zhuoyu's reaction, his tone helpless. He wasn't deliberately making things difficult for her; he was simply forced by circumstances.

Yan Zhuoyu did not reply immediately; Pei Weijin's voice came through the earphone.

The man slowly repeated the three keywords he had heard: "Husky?"

He had just returned to China and had taken a nap in the afternoon. He had just woken up, and his deep male voice sounded slightly hoarse.

"Honey, I said it was your puppy, but I didn't expect you to think of it as a husky. Is there any reason for this? Or do you have another dog outside?"

The two did not make their relationship public, and Yan Zhuoyu did not want to use the excuse of "celebrating her grandmother's birthday." The elderly get a year older with each birthday, so it's not appropriate to say such things.

But if you say it's a birthday celebration for a non-existent husky, then there's no problem.

Unexpectedly, Pei Weijin overheard the joke.

In a moment of panic, Yan Zhuoyu immediately denied it: "How could there be other dogs? There's only you."

Director Tang was taken aback, not understanding her meaning: "Huh? What dog? Am I a dog?"

He looked at his assistant, who also looked bewildered.

Pei Weijin chuckled softly and did not interrupt their conversation.

Yan Zhuoyu sighed and waved her hand to explain, "No, no, I was calling my dog."

Director Tang was even more confused. In order to discuss the leave, he forced himself to praise, "Haha, Teacher Yan and your husky have such a good relationship. My youngest son has always wanted to have a dog, and I'll fulfill his wish when I come home this time."

"So, about taking leave..." he asked tentatively.

Your first wedding anniversary is an important day, and you'd regret missing it.

Yan Zhuoyu wanted to discuss with the director shortening the three-day holiday to two days, but then Pei Weijin spoke gently on the other end of the phone:

"Honey, you're at the peak of your career right now, so work should be your priority. Don't rush our wedding anniversary. I think December 3rd is more suitable than the summer solstice. It's the day we confessed our love to each other, making it more meaningful. How about we set December 3rd as our wedding anniversary?"

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for Yan Zhuoyu to consider it.

December 3rd was the day Pei Weijin was kidnapped and taken to the cruise ship. Many things happened that day; neither thunder and rain nor raging fire could drown out the sound of their heartbeats.

Looking back on that day, Yan Zhuoyu suddenly regrets that she said "I love you" too late.

If something unexpected had happened, wouldn't I have regretted it for the rest of my life? Fortunately, everything is fine, and things are looking up.

After a moment's thought, Yan Zhuoyu discussed with the director about shortening her vacation. Work is important, but family is of course more important.

After negotiation, the three-day holiday was shortened to one and a half days. The director was very grateful for her understanding, after all, he had approved the holiday well in advance, and it would have been quite unfair of him to suddenly go back on his word.

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On the summer solstice, the temperature is pleasant, as if even the weather is making way for happiness.

Yan Zhuoyu had already moved all her clothes from the Yan family home to the villa. Last night, she dragged Pei Weijin along to rummage through her belongings, just to find the orange dress she wore last year and try to recreate every detail of that day.

After changing their clothes, the two went to the karaoke bar where they had reunited.

After placing the fruit platter and snacks on the table, the waiter tactfully withdrew.

Pei Weijin picked up the fruit knife on the table and looked at Yan Zhuoyu: "Miss Yan, do you want to take me hostage again?"

Yan Zhuoyu lay on her side on the black leather sofa, raised her leg, and gently kicked the man's lower back. The hem of her orange skirt swayed with the movement, brushing against his snow-white skin.

She propped her head up with her hand, her watery fox eyes full of cunning: "Mr. Pei, what do you still have that I can use to blackmail you? Your car, your house, your money, aren't they all mine now?"

Pei Weijin smiled and helped her straighten her skirt, adding as she continued, "And I am also your private property."

Recalling their reunion a year ago, Pei Weijin felt it was an extremely worthwhile kidnapping. He had gone to great lengths to successfully package himself up and deliver himself to Yan Zhuoyu.

A year later, when Yan Zhuoyu returned to the same place, she enthusiastically told Pei Weijin the story of how she beat up a drowning dog in that private room.

She stood up from the sofa, twirled around, and her light skirt bloomed like a magnificent peony.

“I was wearing this dress at the time, and that bastard made me drink alcohol, and he even drugged it. I now suspect that he gave me an aphrodisiac that is used on livestock. Fortunately, I went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that I was poisoned.”

Pei Weijin was very supportive and indignantly echoed, "Yes, I've already hired a lawyer to put this kind of social scum in jail for life."

Yan Zhuoyu vividly described how brave she had been at the time. She pulled Pei Weijin's hand and pressed him down onto the sofa.

She tried to press him down but failed. Yan Zhuoyu frowned, and Pei Weijin immediately understood and leaned back on the sofa.

Yan Zhuoyu swiftly pulled out a fruit knife and lightly placed the rounded handle on the back of his hand: "Just like that, I took him down in a second. To teach him a lesson and prevent him from harming women, I plunged the knife into his palm with a bang."

Pei Weijin was pinned down by her, and he could smell the faint scent of pine on her body with each breath.

As the two lived together for a long time, they always preferred to use the same shower gel as each other. They developed a deeper understanding of each other, and their behavior and language became more and more alike.

Pei Weijin was distracted for two or three seconds, and Yan Zhuoyu became dissatisfied. She pressed down on the knife handle in a threatening manner: "Like this, when I cut down, blood spurted out a meter high, and then I went out and took you hostage."

Clearly, this description uses exaggeration; the fact that it could shoot up to a meter high suggests that it punctured a major artery.

Whether it's exaggerated or not is unimportant; what your wife says is the most important.

Pei Weijin was still being held down, and he cooperated by saying, "Baby, you're really amazing. Luckily, I'm a good person, otherwise I wouldn't have escaped your blade either."

"Of course, that's how amazing I am."

Yan Zhuoyu proudly raised her chin and finally got up from the human cushion.

After recounting the part about outsmarting the bad guys, we have to bring up the question that has puzzled her for so long.

"So, honey, why did you bring your household registration book and ID card to the karaoke bar? Weren't you afraid of losing them?"