Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

Shi Ying stopped walking.

She wasn't some clueless little girl anymore. On the contrary, after being with Shang Chenyan for so long, she had tried all sorts of things, and when she was aroused, his voice was always as sexy as it was now.

Shi Ying moved closer and quietly peeked through the crack in the door.

In the study, the man leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, his chin slightly raised, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his breathing rapid and disordered, and the sound escaping from his lips carried a hint of unbearable discomfort.

The faint scent of books lingered and diffused in the room, subtle and alluring, yet also ambiguous.

On the desk were several photos. Although the subject was not visible, it was obvious who the photos depicted were of someone in his study.

Shi Ying quickly closed her eyes, her face burning hot.

What is that scoundrel doing looking at her photo?!

If I had known she was in the face, I would have walked slower and come back later so I wouldn't have caught her doing this. If I hadn't seen it, I could have just pretended it never happened.

Shi Ying wanted to run, but her legs felt weak. She staggered and quickly grabbed the wall next to her, but the phone she was holding fell to the ground.

This faint sound was particularly noticeable on the quiet second floor.

The noise in the study stopped, and Shi Ying heard the man stand up and push back his chair.

She rubbed her flushed face in frustration, then hurriedly squatted down to pick up her phone.

But soon, Shang Chenyan appeared behind her.

"Yingying?"

Shi Ying closed her eyes briefly, pretending to stand up nonchalantly, but her eyes were a little afraid to look at him, because seeing him reminded her of his absurd behavior.

"You're back so soon?"

"How dare you say that?" Shi Ying got angry at the mention of it, hands on her hips, and said, "Who said I was allowed to talk to Shang Yu? I informed you beforehand, and you still secretly sabotaged it!"

She said angrily, "You two-faced scoundrel!"

Shang Chenyan stared intently at her with his dark eyes. He bent down and hugged her tightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Shi Ying thought he would try to argue further, but he didn't expect him to admit it so easily.

This left her speechless.

Before she knew it, he had led her into the study. The door closed behind her, and Shi Ying struggled to lift her head from his tight embrace: "If you didn't like it, you shouldn't have agreed in the first place. Why did you play me like that?"

She pinched his waist to show her displeasure.

Shang Chenyan pressed his palm against the back of her head, his voice hoarse with the aftermath: "I thought I could be indifferent, but when I found out you were with him, I just couldn't control myself."

As if recalling something, the man's body trembled slightly. He buried his face deeply in the crook of her neck, his hoarse voice filled with pain and pleading:

"Don't leave me..."

"Wife, please don't leave me again..."

Shi Ying was so breathless from his embrace that she realized something was wrong with him. She quickly reached out and gently patted her back, saying, "I'm here. I won't leave you."

"Shang Chenyan, look up, look at me." Shi Ying tilted her head back, reached out and cupped his face. "I'm right in front of you, I'm not going anywhere."

If Shi Ying had known that talking to Shang Yu would make him so apprehensive, he wouldn't have done it.

Never mind, I'll just contact you by phone next time.

Shang Chenyan blinked his sore eyes, breaking free from the thick fog that had been tightly enveloping him. His vision gradually cleared, and he slowly saw Shi Ying's worried face.

He slumped down, his forehead touching hers: "I'm sorry... do I make you feel bad?"

Sometimes he felt he was being unreasonable. He knew everything, he knew that Shi Ying just wanted some money for her mother, but he still stopped her.

Meeting his pained gaze, Shi Ying quickly said, "No, I don't think you're bad."

"Shang Chenyan, I'm not really angry with you." Shi Ying pinched his cheek. "I'm just angry that you didn't keep your word. Next time, if you don't want to, just tell me directly. Don't lie to me again."

Shang Chenyan gave a muffled "hmm".

He still held her tightly, refusing to let go.

Shi Ying helplessly let him hold her, but her gaze inadvertently fell on the photo on the table.

Standing closer, she could clearly see herself above, and something suspicious...

Shi Ying's ears turned red instantly, and she pinched the man hard: "Shang Chenyan, you're not allowed to put my photos in the study anymore!"

"And you are absolutely forbidden to do anything indecent to it!"

Shang Chenyan belatedly realized what he had just been doing. He wasn't guilty at all; instead, he said confidently, "That's because I missed you so much."

"I've been following the doctor's advice these past few days and haven't touched you."

Shi Ying broke free from him, her face flushed with embarrassment, and walked to the table to put the photos away: "I don't care what your reasons are, I'm taking all of these away."

She stood in front of the table, her face cold, and silently put away the photos, not noticing when Shang Chenyan had walked up behind her.

The man hugged her from behind, his chest pressed against her back, and Shi Ying could feel his heart pounding.

Her face turned even redder, a rosy glow that was particularly noticeable.

During the video conference just now, Shang Chenyan was dressed very formally, in a shirt and tie, looking impeccably dressed.

He slowly untied his tie with one hand and used it to bind Shi Ying's hands.

"What...what are you doing?"

Shi Ying stared blankly as the burgundy tie encircled her fair wrist, rendering her unable to move.

Shang Chenyan bent down and kissed the back of her neck: "I don't want you to leave me..."

"Yingying, can I keep you by my side like this?"

Before Shi Ying could even call him a pervert, he grabbed her chin with one hand and forced her to turn her head to receive a fierce kiss.

In the quiet study, Shi Ying's hands were bound in front of him with a tie, and he was pressed down on the black desk.

Shang Chenyan stood behind her, impeccably dressed, but the force with which he held her was unlike his usual domineering manner.

Shi Ying quickly lost focus and could only let him do as he pleased.

Her back pressed against the cold tabletop, and Shi Ying shivered instantly.

The curtains weren't drawn, and the sunlight shone clearly on the man's deep and superior features.

Shi Ying let out a sob and raised her arm to cover her wet, red eyes.

She had fallen, and she even felt a...secret thrill.