Having resolved the issue, Yigol Novak and Suri Drew returned to the office. Yigol looked at Suri meaningfully, "Wife, our colleagues say, 'May we have two children in three years.'
Suri glared at him with a hint of anger, "Stop talking nonsense or I'll get really angry."
"Is this how you look when you're angry?" Yigol looked at her slightly reddened face.
Clearly, she was just shy.
Suri rolled her eyes at him and sat back down on her chair, "Aren't you curious about how I let you move into my house?"
"I've been too busy lately and haven't had a chance to think about it. When I have free time, I usually spend most of it at the kick-boxing gym."
"I also like various extreme sports, basically any activity that's more extreme."
"Otherwise, how would I dare to sit on the bridge?"
Suri looked at Yigol playfully.
Yigol was quite surprised and asked incredulously, "Are you... are you serious?"
"What do you mean serious?" Suri replied, "To be narcissistic for a moment, I think my face is good enough, right? I'm a beauty, right?"
"Mhm mhm, definitely. My wife is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," Yigol said honestly.
"So, with such a beautiful face, shouldn't I pay more attention to my security? Practicing kick-boxing is both a hobby and a means to ensure my safety. I'm not exaggerating when I say that you, like this, aren't a match for me even if there were three of you."
"Husband, you should be careful about your own safety," Suri said, pretending to be threatening.
Yigol smiled and replied, "Alright, alright, thank you for the reminder, wife. I understand, I won't force you. If force doesn't work, I'll just have to try a softer approach, so that we can have two children in three years."
"What I said when I came here needs to be changed. In addition to giving you some pocket money, I also need to buy you jewelry to please you."
"There's no choice, your husband is just that vulgar, so just bear with it."
"You said you practice kick-boxing, like extreme sports, and so on. You can continue your hobbies in the future, and I'll cook and wait for you to come home from work every day. After dinner, I'll go train with you."
Suri was taken aback, looking at Yigol, "You... you really support me in continuing to train?"
Yigol nodded seriously, "Of course, I have to. It's a good thing that a girl can protect herself. As you said, it's not just for self-protection, but also out of interest. I'll definitely support you in doing what you love."
"I can't be with you all the time to protect you. Otherwise, I guess you'd get tired of me and kick me out in less than three days."
"But there's one thing I have to tell you. Although I won't be with you all the time, you must contact me as soon as something happens, and I'll be there for you right away."
"My coach... he's male..."
"Your husband still has some trust in you."
"Hehe, thank you, husband. Let's go together this afternoon. It's about time that bastard knows I'm a married woman."
"If it weren't for him being the best coach there, I wouldn't even bother with him."
"Female coaches are too weak, and it's hard to find a strong one."
"Husband, let's eat out today, and not go back home to cook," Suri looked up at Yigol.
Yigol asked in confusion, "You don't like the dishes I cook?"
Could it be that after only two meals, she's already tired of it?
That's not scientific. His current cooking skills are divine-level. If it weren't for him being pickier now, he would have bitten his tongue by now after tasting such delicious food back in the day.
Suri seemed quite satisfied while eating.
"No, the food you cook is really delicious. I was a bit anxious last night, so I didn't get a chance to really taste it. But I did notice this morning that your dishes are the best I've ever had."
"Such delicious food, I can't eat it every day. Otherwise, gaining 22 pounds a month would be nothing."
She's really struggling. On one hand, she's thinking about Yigol's cooking, while on the other hand, she wants to maintain her perfect figure. This feeling is so torturous.
"It's okay, you can eat as much as you want without worrying," Yigol assured her.
"I won't listen to you. You just want to fatten me up so other people won't take notice of me. When you get tired of me, you'll discard me, right?"
"I saw something like this online before. There was a woman who was incredibly beautiful, with a great face and figure. Her husband would cook her delicious food every day under the guise of love and fatten her up to over 220 pounds," Suri stared intently at Yigol.
"That's an exaggeration," Yigol smiled helplessly, "There's a trick to cooking, and only unprofessional chefs can make dishes that will make you gain weight."
"Weigh yourself in a bit and see if you've gained even a little bit of weight."
"Try it for a few days, and if you gain weight, you can hold me accountable however you want, alright?" Yigol asked in a negotiating tone.
"I... I'll give it a try."
Suri was still a bit worried, but she trusted Yigol even more.
It's also because his dishes are just too delicious, she couldn't resist his persuasion.
"Mm, come on, let's change this contract. Otherwise, I'll always be thinking about it."
"No change."
"Are you sure you don't want to change it? If not, I won't be polite. I'll use various methods to make you submit so that we can have two children in three years."
"I don't want to have children. It'll make me old and ugly."
"That's fine too. We'll just do that thing, okay?"
"I think this place is not bad. If we do that thing, it should be quite exciting."
Suri's face turned red immediately, "I think your courage is getting bigger and bigger."
"Come on, choose. Do you want to change the contract or something else?"
"If you choose, don't beg me."
"Who's begging who is not certain yet," Yigol's heart was itching, constantly throwing flirtatious glances at Suri.
"What are you doing? I said I'll take your house away, and you won't beg me when the time comes," Suri looked at Yigol in disgust.
Yigol sighed in disappointment, "Ah, I was just overthinking."
"I said I'll give you the house. I definitely won't beg you."
Suri laughed uncontrollably and changed the contract.
Without even looking at it, Yigol signed his name immediately.
He then watched as Suri also signed her name and stamped the company's seal.
"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Suri looked at the contract in her hand and then asked Yigol again.
"Yes, I'm very certain."
"Alright..." Suri's heart was touched by Yigol once again.
"Wife, where's the courage you had when you dragged me to register for marriage? Show it, I really like it."
"I... I..." Suri's face turned red, "Actually, I was just impulsive at the time. I was speechless when I thought about it later."
"It's hard to find a husband like me."
"Aren't you too narcissistic? I still need to test you slowly. Don't get carried away before the test is over."