Chapter 28 What exactly is this relationship?

Wang Zeyu followed behind Zhou Yan into Zhang Yajing's home. Upon entering, he was so shocked by the "wedding photo" hanging in the living room that he was speechless for a long time.

The woman in the photo was indeed his sister-in-law, but that man was not his big brother!

Zhang Dongxue also looked at the wedding photo with a surprised expression, speechless for a long time.

But after all, it was the apocalypse, so this situation was actually considered normal. After all, couples are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly separately...

"Right!" Zhou Yan spoke toward Zhang Yajing in the bedroom.

"Your husband won't come back, will he?"

"Come back? I reckon he's probably having a good time with his boyfriend..." Zhang Yajing said crossly.

The few people in the living room were stunned into numbness upon hearing this.

They exchanged strange glances with each other...

What kind of relationship is this?

Seeing the strange expressions on the group, Zhou Yan didn't offer much explanation.

This house had the same layout as Zhou Yan's home; both were four bedrooms, one living room, and two bathrooms.

However, two of her bedrooms had been converted—one into a study and one into a storage room. The three girls lived in the master bedroom, the two boys lived in the second bedroom, and Wu Yang lived in the living room.

As the muscle of the group, Wu Yang stayed in the living room. His purpose was twofold: first, to stand guard, and second, to temporarily keep an eye on the girl who had fled from Building 17 across the way.

That girl was also quite helpless. She didn't know where these people had found such a piece of work!

They told him to watch her, and he really just sat on the sofa, staring at her intensely, without moving a muscle...

Bai Qi tightened the blanket around her a bit helplessly. Being stared at by a man while she was only wearing pajamas made her feel uncomfortable...

"You guys rest for a while. I'll call you when the food is ready!" After saying that, Zhou Yan brought Zhang Yajing back to his home.

He opened his front door with some trepidation.

There was no one in the living room, only Xiao Bai, a large black dog, lying on the balcony, staring intently outside at something or other.

Hearing the door open, Xiao Bai rushed over, startling Zhang Yajing into a gasp.

Xiao Bai wasn't familiar with the woman in front of it. In this building, besides Zhou Yan, Xiao Bai was only friendly toward the Su sisters. After all, a large part of its dog life had been spent "living under someone else's roof" at Su Yanqiu's home.

A warning whine emitted from Xiao Bai's throat as it slowly approached the woman's legs.

It sniffed with its nose.

"Hmm... It smells like its master... Should be safe!"

It wagged its big butt and let out two whines, begging to be petted...

Xiao Bai was a Doberman, a guard dog, with a very large build.

Zhang Yajing helplessly held her hands in front of her chest. She always felt this dog wasn't very safe and didn't dare to pet it.

Su Yanqiu and Su Yanyue in the bedroom heard the noise in the living room. Su Yanyue opened the master bedroom door, holding a handgun.

When she saw clearly that it was Zhang Yajing standing in the living room, a complex expression couldn't help but appear on her face.

Seeing Xiao Bai with that flattering, "begging to be petted" sycophantic look, she became even more furious!

"Xiao Bai!"

Xiao Bai heard Yan Yue's call and hurriedly wiggled its big butt over to Su Yanyue, sat on the ground, tilted its head, and waited for her next instruction.

She walked out, gripping the Type 92 pistol that Zhou Yan had left for her.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yajing's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and her heart began to beat violently.

"Is the competition between romantic rivals this cutthroat now? Pulling a gun at every turn? Is she trying to silence me?"

She looked at Su Yanyue, who was holding the gun, in a panic.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan was in the kitchen, transferring those vegetables and beef from the system onto the island counter.

Seeing that Zhou Yan was also there, Su Yanyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, engaged the safety, and casually tucked the gun into the waistband of her gray yoga pants.

Zhou Yan clearly sensed the nearly frozen air and the complex emotions flowing between the two women.

"We're eating at Sister Zhang's house today—hot pot! By the way, I'll introduce you to my newly recruited employees!"

Su Yanyue's eyes lit up immediately. She also saw those fresh vegetables on the island counter...

She excitedly hugged Zhou Yan, acting coquettishly.

Zhou Yan reached out and lightly flicked her forehead.

Taking advantage of her being happy now, he seized the chance to say something that would make her unhappy...

"Um, did you see what happened outside?"

"Yeah..." Su Yanyue hugged Zhou Yan's waist, nodding with a nervous expression.

The commotion was so loud, she definitely knew!

The eleventh floor wasn't actually that high above the water level!

She and her sister were hiding in the bedroom, not daring to let go of their guns!

"I'm worried that the mermaids might attack our building tonight, so I let those college students rest at Sister Zhang's house... so..."

"So, she's going to live here with us?" Su Yanyue glanced at Zhang Yajing, who was standing in the living room looking at a loss, then looked at Zhou Yan pitifully, asking in a deliberately aggrieved tone.

"Yeah..." Zhou Yan nodded, biting the bullet.

"Okay!" Su Yanyue nodded readily.

Zhou Yan was a bit surprised. He stared into Su Yanyue's eyes, trying to see if she was actually unhappy.

Su Yanyue saw the inquiry in Zhou Yan's gaze and gave his waist a pinch crossly.

She whispered quietly in Zhou Yan's ear: "The wound on your lip, it was from a bite, right? It wouldn't be a mermaid bite, would it? Is that mermaid's surname Zhang, by any chance..."

"..." Zhou Yan.

"How far have you progressed?" Su Yanyue asked curiously.

"Uh... haven't progressed yet..."

"Meaning you do intend to progress?" Su Yanyue was a little angry.

Seeing Zhou Yan's silence, Su Yanyue became even angrier.

She grabbed Zhou Yan's ear and said to him very seriously: "You don't care about your own health, but you should at least consider the two of us, right? Aren't you afraid she has some disease? What will you do? What will we do?"

"Um... I'm quite healthy..." Zhang Yajing interjected at the perfect moment and promptly began to sell herself.

Su Yanyue had no choice. If Zhou Yan had made up his mind, she couldn't show too much resistance.

Zhang Yajing linked her arm with Su Yanyue's and whispered her "general experience" to her.

Clearly, Su Yanyue was not into women and wasn't so easily fooled.

Su Yanyue stood in the living room and announced very loudly to Zhang Yajing—and also to Zhou Yan.

"As long as Li Dalong hasn't been seen for a day, she cannot be with Zhou Yan..."

Never before had Zhang Yajing prayed from the bottom of her heart that Li Dalong was still alive as much as she did now...

Yan Yue's voice was so loud that it brought Su Yanqiu out.

Su Yanqiu felt a massive headache hearing all this.

"What Li Dalong? Together with Zhou Yan?"

The moment she saw her sister, Su Yanyue's grievances finally found an outlet.

She hugged her sister, her eyes brimming with tears.

After hearing Yan Yue explain the ins and outs, Su Yanqiu nodded calmly, signaling that she understood.

She very politely gestured for Zhang Yajing to take a seat on the sofa.

She just asked a few small details about her life with Li Dalong.

Then she nodded. Although she couldn't see any flaws, it was best to verify if possible...

After all, one's health is one's own...

She expressed the same thought as Su Yanyue.

Zhang Yajing was very uneasy, but she agreed to their "request."

She had no choice but to agree. These sisters held the solid status of the "main wives" with Zhou Yan, and it couldn't be shaken...

Didn't you see that Zhou Yan left his gun with them when he went out?

As for that gun in Zhou Yan's hand, all the way along, whenever she walked on the left, Zhou Yan would put the gun on the right, guarding against her tightly...

What a powerful level of trust that must be!

Soon, Zhou Yan used the plates in the house to hold the washed vegetables and sliced beef.

He had opened five boxes of beef from the blind box, each box weighing five kilograms. Zhou Yan cut one box, and the plate couldn't hold it at all, so he had to use a small basin from the house to hold it...

Ten jin of beef...

Wang Zeyu still had some white flour he'd traded for back when he was being exploited by the capitalists.

They could make some noodles or dough flakes to cook in the hot pot broth...

But...

Dammit, there's no pot!