Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Shirts and trousers are inconvenient for working.

Ding Jing dislikes city life, saying that the smell of soil, the sound of birdsong, and the simple interactions between people in the countryside are things that the city lacks.

She got used to this kind of life and never wanted to leave. All the simplicity was a way for her to relax her mind and make her heart less constrained and sad.

He had spent most of his life following his father with constant worry and anxiety, and now that he was getting old, he just wanted a simple life.

Yu Shinan respects his mother's choice. There is no right or wrong in any way of life. For example, even if he wanted to leave this kind of life now, it would probably not be so easy.

However, he adapted well to life in the countryside. In fact, apart from the Silver Bay Hotel, he never bought any other residence in Ancheng. He only bought a small villa in Mishan, not far from the Silver Bay Hotel. He originally wanted his mother to go there, but she didn't, so it was left vacant.

Ding Jing is getting old, and she doesn't allow him to arrange for a nanny to accompany her. She insists on doing everything herself. So, when he's not busy, he comes over to keep her company and help her with some tasks that she can't handle on her own.

Simple household chores, like his kitchen, can bring peace of mind.

Yu Shinan pushed open the glass door of the outer corridor and walked into his room. He had already taken off his shirt and unbuckled his belt, which hung heavily around his waist, pulling his trousers down to reveal a section of black trouser hem.

Even though it was less than four o'clock, and the room in my old home was only lit by the front window, making it very dark, I could still see clearly.

She was taking off her clothes, covering her head so she didn't notice him. Her shapely figure came into direct view, and the light green dress, like her, was pure yet alluring.

Feeling as if he had been set on fire, Yu Shinan gritted his teeth, grabbed his waistband with one hand and turned to leave, but locked the door the moment he heard Lin Yuanqing call his name.

This dress doesn't have a side zipper. When I put it on, it felt a little tight, but I could just pull it down and it would be fine. Now, it's hard to take it off.

When she heard the door open, Fu Sichen's view was blocked by her skirt. When she pulled hard and her head came out, she almost screamed. Her mouth was covered, and only a muffled "ah" escaped from between his fingers, pitifully hidden in the air.

The room instantly darkened as the curtains were drawn, and the man's body pressed against her back like a branding iron. The skin against hers sent shivers down her spine.

Fu Sichen froze, his mind went blank, and he forgot even the most basic struggle.

Lin Yuanqing called to him from outside the door, "Brother Nan, are the water pipes going to be coiled up?"

"Leave it there, I'll deal with it in a bit."

The man's voice was low and deep, with a hint of tension that was barely perceptible.

"Huh, why is the door locked?"

"Change your clothes."

There was a hint of impatience in his voice.

"Oh, then you can do it. Mom said it's in the way," Lin Yuanqing added.

It seems like they've walked away.

But he didn't move his hand covering her mouth. Fu Sichen held the dress in front of her body, barely covering her. She struggled, and as she swayed her waist, her buttocks seemed to brush against something. Fu Sichen froze instantly.

Yu Shinan clenched his teeth, took a step back, and explained in a low voice, "I was changing clothes and didn't know you were here."

"I'm letting go, don't make a sound."

Yu Shinan released his grip and saw her standing there stiffly, her long hair draped behind her, covering most of her back, with only a narrow section of her waist connecting to her round, full breasts below.

He only glanced at it, and everything seemed to be recorded by his eyes, piercing his mind and impossible to remove. The sensation of his hair brushing against his chest felt like being scratched by a cat's claws.

He forced himself to look away, reached out and stuffed the dress she had placed by the bed into her hands, then opened the wardrobe door on one side.

A narrow doorway blocked the two of them, and Fu Sichen only looked down at the ground, not daring to look around.

He quickly changed his clothes and went out.

As the door closed, Fu Sichen heard his voice, "Change your clothes and lock the door from the inside."

Fu Sichen did not respond. There was a faint shadow on the door and window, which lingered for a while before disappearing.

Fu Sichen's legs went weak, and she could barely stand. It took her several tries to put on the dress properly.

She slumped onto the bed behind her, but after a moment, she suddenly stood up as if startled, and looked back at the bed she was sitting on.

It was him and Lin Yuanqing...

Fu Sichen suppressed all the imaginings in her mind. She folded the dress she had worn and his shirt neatly, without even glancing at the clothes he had changed out of and left on the bed, and hurriedly went out.

Just as she stepped out the door, she saw Lin Yuanqing leaning against the door frame of the front porch, eating sunflower seeds. Hearing the sound, she turned around and saw that Lin Yuanqing had changed her clothes.

"She really is innocent. It's not easy to still look like a virgin after being married for two or three years." Lin Yuanqing laughed. "Is this the kind of woman men like? The novelty."

"Watch your mouth."

Fu Sichen retorted with a straight face and was about to walk out when Lin Yuanqing raised her foot and stepped forward onto the door frame, blocking her way. "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"The Han family is a respectable and prestigious family. Your Fu family should have some shame, shouldn't they? Coming to my house to seduce my man. Do you think I'm blind?!" Lin Yuanqing's smile vanished, and she stared at her darkly. "What were you doing in the house just now?"

Fu Sichen held her breath and suddenly fixed Lin Yuanqing's gaze on her. "You shouldn't have distrusted Brother Nan."

"Get out of the way." Fu Sichen shoved her hard and stepped out.

Lin Yuanqing wanted to say something, but when she saw Yu Shinan come out of the storage room, she quickly shut her mouth.

Fu Sichen wanted to leave, and Ding Jing couldn't stop him.

"Didn't we agree to leave after dinner?"

"Auntie, I do have something to do. I'll come see you after I'm done."

"If you really have something to do, I won't keep you any longer. The dumplings are all ready. Wait a few minutes, and I'll cook them for you so you can take them with you." Ding Jing held Si Chen's hand and told her to wait.

Fu Sichen suddenly felt like crying, and nodded while holding back her tears.

Ding Jing quickly packed a lunchbox of wild vegetable dumplings for Fu Sichen. "You've come and gone in such a hurry, I haven't had time to make anything else for you. Come another day, and your aunt can show off her cooking skills. It would be even better if you brought your son along."

Hearing this, Yu Shinan frowned.

His gaze fell on Fu Sichen, but she didn't look at him, not even glancing at him.

Just now...

He should have just gone out.

But how exactly he locked the door was something he couldn't actually discern in that instant; he simply did it anyway.

She was already married, and even a casual remark from Lin Yuanqing could bother her.

But he knew that locking the door only fueled further speculation.

"How are you getting there? Should I have your brother Nan take you?" Ding Jing asked.

"Jiang Zhi is here," Lin Yuanqing hurriedly interjected enthusiastically, then called out to someone outside, "Jiang Zhi, please see Miss Fu off."

A man dressed in black overalls stood at the gate. Before he could speak, Yu Shinan had already gone over and said, "You have something to say."

Oh.

Jiang Zhi nodded.

But what's wrong with him?