Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 282: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Indifferent Buddhist Heir Dotes on His Wife 82

The two children had very different personalities but were both easy to look after. With Grandma Zhou and Grandma Su and others around, and a capable maternity nurse hired, Su Zhiruan only needed to amuse the children occasionally.

It didn’t take much time or effort, and everyone in the family was eager to care for the children. Seeing how capable Su Zhiruan was, her parents gradually handed over the company to her and delighted in pampering their grandchildren every day.

With the "Newbie Gift Package" system and the luxury of both wealth and leisure, Su Zhiruan could take good care of herself. After her postpartum period, she regained her health entirely.

After having two children, Su Zhiruan’s figure became even more stunning, with curves in all the right places. She could turn heads in any outfit, drawing enviable glances from Zhou Mingyu, who couldn’t keep his hands off her once she officially finished the postpartum period.

In the following period, Su Zhiruan spent time with the children while taking back the reins of Su Group.

Zhou Mingyu was very family-oriented and protective. With a grand gesture, he pointed at the stack of collaboration plans on the table, "Ruanruan, you can pick any future collaborations with Zhou Group, it’s all in the family. There’s no need to let the benefits slip to outsiders."

"Mr. Zhou is so generous," said Su Zhiruan without reservation as she laughed and picked through the stack for suitable plans. Realizing Zhou Mingyu was sitting beside her, she leaned back with the document in her hands and lay in his embrace, looking through the file as she chuckled, "If outsiders knew that the collaboration worth hundreds of millions between Zhou Family and Su Family is just a way for Mr. Zhou to please his wife, I wonder if they would be surprised."

"So what if it’s to please my wife? I enjoy it," Zhou Mingyu fed her a piece of fruit, indulgently waiting for her to switch to the next document, "And besides, I trust you."

His words were true. Allowing her to pick any collaboration was because Su Zhiruan was exceptionally capable.

Su Group wasn’t initially one of the top-tier families—it was only known in the high society circles for its name. As a company focusing on entertainment, it was unlikely to reach great heights since this sort of business can only be considered a cultural product.

But after Su Zhiruan took over Su Group, she rapidly drafted several strategic plans, transforming it from eight different angles and six directions. Without abandoning the original foundation, she expanded the realms of the business, added new industries, and facilitated self-linkage that allowed the established industries to boost the new ones rapidly.

The old men of Zhou Group initially weren’t happy with Zhou Mingyu granting her the collaborations, but once they saw Su Zhiruan’s abilities, the old shareholders felt they were more like the antiquated villains in comparison.

Instead of opposing the promising Su Zhiruan and offending Zhou Mingyu, they decided to let the young people be bold and do as they pleased.

"Ah, everything else is fine," Zhou Mingyu feigned lament, rocking Su Zhiruan gently in his arms, looking pitiful as he complained to her, "it’s just that my wife is too formidable, always so busy, leaving only me and the two little babies to eagerly await in a cold house."

"The way you put it, I sound like a scoundrel who abandons his wife and child to lead a life of debauchery," Su Zhiruan couldn’t help but laugh. She lifted her head and hooked a finger at him, "Mr. Zhou, I’m still in your arms. You can’t be looking at one and eating from another!"

"Eating from one?" Zhou Mingyu retorted, "Then how come I haven’t eaten yet?"

Su Zhiruan helplessly spread her hands, having chosen three collaboration proposals and placed them on the other side of the coffee table, "What Mr. Zhou means is..."

"Ruanruan, you know," Zhou Mingyu moved close to her cheek, sticky-sweet as he turned her head towards the other side—the resting lounge, "I miss you... With the elders and the maids at home, and Huaiyu and Huaicong around, I can only look at you..."

Su Zhiruan glanced at the clock on the wall, pondered for two seconds, and then hugged Zhou Mingyu’s neck on her own initiative, exhaling a fragrant breath, "Half an hour."

"Too little."

"One hour?"

"Still too little."

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"Zhou Mingyu, that’s enough! I still have to get back to the company."

...

The door of the resting room closed, and the curtains were drawn. Warmth overlapped, full of the vigour of spring.

In the end, it really was two hours!

Zhou Mingyu sat on the bed sighing, provoking Su Zhiruan to reach out and slap his hand.

"You seem to have turned bad." Su Zhiruan huddled in the quilt, her face red as she clutched the bedding, not wanting to move, "When did Mr. Zhou learn all these salacious words? Did you take some kind of advanced course?"

"Do I need to take advanced courses when I have met you, Mrs. Zhou?" Zhou Mingyu was in a very good mood. He chuckled, coaxing her, "Our Ruanruan’s beauty trap has been very successful; your husband is completely smitten with you. Now I finally understand King You who caused wars among the vassals just for a smile from his beauty."

"...Do you think it’s possible that I didn’t even seduce you?" Su Zhiruan saw him lower his head, ready to lift the quilt, and she spoke faintly, "You wouldn’t be..."

"Hmm." Zhou Mingyu pinched himself, his gaze darkening on her face, "Ruanruan, since you’re already here."

Su Zhiruan: "...Last time."

"All right."

The man agreed without hesitation.

But this time was exceptionally long.

...

In the end, Su Zhiruan couldn’t make it back to the company, and after checking the time, she chose to give up.

"Why aren’t you going to the company?" Zhou Mingyu dried her off and blew her hair dry.

"Asking knowingly." Su Zhiruan rubbed her arm and glared at him.

Zhou Mingyu laughed while coaxing her, "All right, all right, next time, I won’t do this."

"I’ll take your word for it this time," Su Zhiruan closed her eyes, letting him take care of her, "then I’ll wait for you to come home with me."

When Zhou Mingyu heard her say the word "home," warmth surged in his heart.

Yes, now for him, it was no longer just a hollow, cold house, but a warm home.

It had elderly people, children, and a wife to share fortunes and hardships throughout life; it was enough for his whole life.

*

In the days that followed, Su Zhiruan also learned about the current situation of Jiang Beiyu’s family.

Since the last time she provoked him, Jiang Beiyu had become deranged and mentally unstable, occasionally becoming violent and lashing out at people, but with his legs paralyzed, he was powerless to change things, being confined to bed and mad.

After the police investigation, they found that Bai Yueyou had drugged Jiang Beiyu. According to the law, she needed to serve several years in prison. However, perhaps because Jiang’s mother didn’t want to take care of a paralyzed Jiang Beiyu alone, she surprisingly testified that Bai Yueyou got the drugs partly from Jiang Beiyu himself.

With Jiang Beiyu already a mental patient and Jiang’s mother stepping forward, Bai Yueyou’s sentence was reduced by two years.

Su Zhiruan had already made arrangements inside the prison, and there was plenty of suffering waiting for Bai Yueyou.

As for Jiang’s mother, who was used to bossing people around, and blinded by her overconfidence in her son, she struggled to accept Jiang Beiyu’s condition. But with no money at home, she could only work for others to earn a living.

The most pitiful person in this family was not them, but Jiang’s younger sister.

Her existence was a mistake in this family from the start. No one nursed her; Jiang’s mother didn’t care for her, constantly calling her a loss-making venture. One day, she was simply dropped off next to a garbage dump, left to fend for herself.