SFTD -Chapter 338 Remember, She’s Not Suitable

Zhou Hai did not avoid the topic. He looked straight into Lu Zhengfei’s eyes and said, “Yes. But it has nothing to do with me. The only person I like and deeply love is Xixi.”

Hearing Zhou Hai’s firm tone, Lu Zhengfei suddenly felt that he had been too narrow-minded.

In his heart, Zhou Hai had always been seen as a prospective son-in-law. Seeing that another girl actually liked him, he couldn’t quite adjust his thinking at first. After calming down a bit, Lu Zhengfei clearly understood that Zhou Hai needed his own life—he couldn’t possibly live forever in Xixi’s shadow.

Xixi was gone; they couldn’t keep binding Zhou Hai.

Now he was already “one of the family,” so naturally they shouldn’t interfere with his happiness. Thinking of this, Lu Zhengfei took a deep breath and looked at Zhou Hai, who had just finished rinsing his mouth.

“If you like someone, then go after her. Whether she’s beautiful or not, or what her family background is, those things don’t matter. The important thing is that you like her. Just keep Xixi in your heart. Don’t worry—we all support you.”

“But your superior… just forget it. If you two ever had an argument, one slap from her could send you flying. That’s too dangerous. No, she’s not suitable!”

“Remember—she’s not suitable!”

The little loli giggled beside them and poked Zhou Hai’s arm with her left hand.

“Listen to Lu Dad’s analysis—so accurate! ‘Remember—she’s not suitable!’”

Zhou Hai was left speechless, continuing to drink a couple more sips of water before quickly putting the cup down.

In both Lu Zhengfei’s and the little loli’s minds, he had somehow become a weak and helpless figure. Thinking about a fat girl knocking him down, and that madwoman with a bomb strapped to her body, it did seem… somewhat accurate.

9:00 AM, July 29

Zhou Hai, who was already resting at home, was playing flying chess with the little loli. Suddenly, the phone on the coffee table began to flash and ring.

Before Zhou Hai could react, the little loli grabbed it first.

Zhou Hai frowned and stretched out his hand. “Give it to me. Let me see what it is.”

The little loli looked unhappy. It was rare for Zhou Hai to stay home and accompany her in such a relaxed recovery period, and someone dared to interrupt.

Seeing the caller ID—“Wang Xuchao”—she thought for a moment and still tossed the phone to him.

After all, this person was still hospitalized. They had visited him before, and his arm was wrapped in thick plaster and bandages. It looked far more serious than her own injury.

Zhou Hai reached out and patted the top of her head.

“Be good, Luo Luo.”

Then he answered the call.

Before he could speak, Wang Xuchao’s voice rushed out in a barrage.

“Haizi! I just got a call—Yu Xiuli is back. You know who she is, right? She just landed and is on her way to the hospital.”

Zhou Hai narrowed his eyes, waiting for more. When no continuation came, he raised his brows.

“And then?”

“And then? What do you mean ‘and then’?”

“That’s it! She’s heading to the hospital—that’s the ‘then’!”

“I asked Xiao Liu. Team Leader Huang already contacted Yu Xiuli on the 25th, asking her to return to the country to assist in the investigation regarding Yu Xiuhong’s death and the progress of the case.”

Zhou Hai’s phone volume was loud, and the little loli heard everything clearly. She snorted, pushed the flying chess board aside, and looked at Zhou Hai with obvious dissatisfaction.

“Stupid. Uncle Wang Xuchao must have liked her for years, so he feels guilty about Yu Xiuhong’s death and wants you to go keep him company. He doesn’t even want his wife to know—that’s what it means.”

“So dumb. Emotional intelligence? How did he even get married? It’s a miracle. Did he pray to the heavens every day or something?”

Zhou Hai froze, giving her a warning look—but it was too late.

Wang Xuchao had clearly heard everything. Just as Zhou Hai was about to apologize, a long sigh came from the phone.

“Sigh… don’t blame the little loli. She’s actually right.”

“I told my wife I was going to eat steamed buns just so I could send her away and call you.”

“I never dared to tell my wife the truth. Every time I see Yu Xiuli, I don’t know what to say. Now that Yu Xiuhong is dead, my mind is completely messed up. If you’re physically able… can you come keep me company?”

The little loli sniffed, made a face at Zhou Hai, and shook her head vigorously as she ran to the side, shouting loudly: “Uncle Wang Xuchao, I advise you to be kind!”

“Your wife is a good person. She just doesn’t want to embarrass you and is giving you face by not exposing you!”

“Women are very sensitive to feelings! Your little thoughts are all obvious to her!”

“At this time, whoever stays with you is not as good as your wife staying with you!”

“Don’t think about Yu Xiuli anymore. She chose to leave, remarry, and stop pursuing things from the past—that’s her closure. And you are part of that past.”

“What you should care about is your wife! She’s the one who took care of you when you were injured, stood by you when you were in trouble, and will raise your children if something happens to you!”

“You asking Zhou Zhou to help you emotionally? That’s not ethical!”

“If you keep behaving like this, I’ll make Zhou Zhou cut ties with you—like diplomatic relations being severed!”

“Hmph!”

“I’m so angry! I’m telling Aunt Liu—next time Uncle Wang Xuchao comes, don’t give him food!”

Zhou Hai originally didn’t think much of it, but the little loli’s speech made him feel something was indeed off.

She had a point.

A woman could easily sense her husband’s thoughts. Even if she didn’t react, she might just be silently enduring it—until that endurance reached its limit.

It seemed he really couldn’t go today.

“The way Luo Luo said it is a bit harsh, but I agree with the point.”

“I think it’s better if your wife accompanies you when you meet Yu Xiuli. You’ve already done enough for this case—you were even suspended and investigated because of it.”

“If she wants to understand the case, she can contact Huang Zhengsheng directly. That’s the official channel. And your classmate Wang Pei is still in Ru Da Hospital—she knows more details than you anyway.”

Wang Xuchao sighed deeply. He suddenly felt guilty toward his wife.

She had been taking care of the family while earning little, endured public gossip after his video went viral, couldn’t go out without being pointed at, couldn’t even answer phone calls or go to work normally—yet he was here, trying to deceive her for the sake of a “friend’s explanation.”

His face turned red with shame.

“Haizi… you’re right. The person I should be thinking about is my wife.”

“She’s the closest person to me. Everything else comes after her. I understand now.”

He hung up decisively.

Zhou Hai looked at the disconnected call and shook his head slightly.

The little loli’s “relationship counseling ability” was terrifyingly strong. First she made Chu Menghan furious, and now she had completely turned Wang Xuchao around with a long speech—just so she could keep Zhou Hai from going out.

Zhou Hai looked at her. “You win. So, what do you want to do next?”

The little loli pouted and tapped her bandaged arm.

“I’m a patient. You’re also under ‘home arrest’ as a sick person. What can we even do?”

“Are we supposed to watch adult romance films?”

“Come on, let’s continue flying chess. The winner gets to make the loser do one thing—as long as it doesn’t violate principles or morality. Deal?”