You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The old butler left those words behind and made a quick getaway.

Fearing that Chen Yuan might change his mind, even his back view exuded a nimbleness born of a guilty conscience.

The end of the corridor fell completely silent.

Chen Yuan stood there, staring at the tightly closed door.

He pinched his brow with his well-defined fingers, and a muffled, helpless laugh escaped his throat.

This old man really went to great lengths to bring them together, even risking his reputation.

Since his escape route was blocked, there was no need for him to be sentimental anymore.

With long strides, I climbed the spiral staircase step by step to the second floor.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the thick cashmere carpet was completely absorbed.

The heavy mahogany double door to the master bedroom on the second floor was slightly ajar.

The warm yellow glow of the floor lamp seeped through the gaps onto the carpet.

Chen Yuan reached out and placed his palm on the cold brass doorknob.

Click.

The door was pushed open inwards.

In the spacious bedroom, a faint peach scent wafted through the air.

All the overhead lights were turned off.

Only the two vintage table lamps on the bedside table emitted a soft light.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the custom-made double bed that occupied a huge area.

His steps suddenly stopped.

In the center of the bed, there was a huge oval bulge.

The thick, pure white silk quilt had been rolled into a tube shape from head to toe.

All the edges and corners were pressed tightly under his body, leaving no gaps.

It looked like a giant white silkworm, stiffly lying across the middle of the bed.

Only near the pillow was a small gap barely visible.

A pair of bright, sparkling eyes peered through that narrow slit.

He kept glancing around aimlessly in the direction of the door.

Her eyelashes fluttered like two small fans, trembling violently.

Seeing Chen Yuan walk in.

Those eyes widened instantly.

A short, sharp gasp came from under the covers.

Followed by.

The silkworm seemed startled.

The pupa writhed and frantically crawled towards the innermost part of the large bed.

They only stopped when they were pressed against the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

The silk quilt was rolled up even tighter.

Chen Yuan looked at the "silkworm" huddled in the corner.

The smile in his eyes turned into a pool of unfathomable lukewarm water.

This girl.

They just showed a tiny bit of courage to assert their sovereignty downstairs.

Now that the time has actually come for them to share a bed, her social anxiety instincts have brought her back to reality.

This clumsy defense mechanism, far from being repulsive, did not inspire any resistance.

Instead, it exudes an adorable charm that makes you want to squeeze and pinch it.

Chen Yuan did not go over immediately.

He closed the door behind him and draped his suit jacket over a pillar in the dressing room.

"I'm going to take a shower."

His voice was deep and calm, as if he were reporting on the most ordinary official business.

It didn't add any extra psychological stress to the frightened cat on the bed.

With a turn of her foot, she went straight into the bathroom attached to the bedroom.

The glass door closed, and the sound of rushing water quickly followed.

Through the frosted glass, one could vaguely see the outline of the man's broad and upright back.

In the corner of the big bed.

The silk quilt, which had been wrapped up tightly, finally began to loosen slightly.

Shen Wanzhou's face turned bright red as she held back her anger.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

She took deep breaths of the cool air in the bedroom.

My heart was pounding in my chest like a drum, making my eardrums tingle.

Just now, when Uncle Fu and his men rushed in and stuffed all of Chen Yuan's clothes into her wardrobe.

She was completely stunned.

By the time they realized what was happening, the servants had already vanished without a trace.

cohabitation.

Those two words were like a fire, instantly burning away all the reason in her mind.

She's never even held a man's hand much in her entire life.

Tonight, however, she's going to have a grown man sleeping next to her pillow.

Various thoughts of gain and loss were raging in my mind.

Does he snore when he sleeps?

Will he think she's a restless sleeper?

What should she do if he suddenly leans in close?

Shen Wanzhou became increasingly panicked the more she thought about it.

I simply rolled myself up like a crepe, trying to use this blanket to isolate myself from all the unknowns.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Shen Wanzhou's breath hitched, and she quickly pulled the blanket back into place.

He covered his head tightly, not even daring to show his eyes.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

A wave of warm, humid steam rushed into the bedroom.

Chen Yuan came out wearing a dark gray silk bathrobe.

The belt was tied loosely.

The neckline was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of firm and toned chest muscles.

Water droplets slid down his neat short hair.

It slammed onto the collarbone, disappearing deep into the bathrobe along the muscle lines.

The familiar, cool scent of soap mingled with warm, moist air.

It instantly overwhelmed all of Shen Wanzhou's senses.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the carpet grew closer.

It stopped beside the bed.

Shen Wanzhou hid under the covers.

Her hands gripped the corner of the blanket tightly, her knuckles turning completely white.

She even deliberately slowed her breathing, afraid that someone would notice she was trembling.

The mattress beside me sank slightly.

With a weight that belonged to a man, it pressed down on the spring, causing it to emit a very soft sound.

Chen Yuan did not forcibly pull off her heavily covered blanket.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

A large, well-defined hand was stretched out.

Through the thick silk quilt, at the position of her arched back.

I patted it lightly twice.

The force was gentle, with a patient quality of calming a ruffled animal.

Even through the blanket, he could clearly feel the stiffness of the petite body beneath him.

Every muscle was taut.

Chen Yuan's gaze was incredibly gentle.

He lowered his head and approached the bundle of blankets.

The damp strands of hair almost brushed against the fabric of the silk quilt.

His hot breath seeped through the fabric.

Chen Yuan propped himself up on the edge of the bed with one hand and chuckled softly, "You're wrapped up so tightly, are you afraid I'll eat you up in the middle of the night, or are you afraid you'll get suffocated?"