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

"oh."

She nodded, but her response wasn't entirely sincere.

Yu Shinan could tell from her expression that she hadn't listened.

Afraid that he would continue nagging, Fu Sichen quickly changed the subject, "You should go change your clothes, there's something on your shirt..."

The man looked down at himself. There was a faint pink lip print on his chest where she had just touched him. It was a tiny pink dot that stood out against his pure white shirt.

Yu Shinan almost subconsciously looked at her lips. Dressed in a fresh Hanfu, she was as delicate as a cherry blossom in spring. Her lips were pink and small and full, swaying like black tendrils reaching out, trying to seduce him with ill intent.

Like the cold noodles she had been clamoring for, they trembled and shook when touched.

In his bedroom back home, he couldn't resist the temptation in his heart and kissed her. It had been so long that he couldn't remember it anymore, but just recalling it made him feel like he was on fire.

Yu Shinan abruptly turned his face away, said no more, and walked away.

He left abruptly, his face tense, his dark expression as if someone had offended him.

Fu Sichen was stunned for a moment, then his anger flared up and he jumped up and down in a rage.

What's going on? Who are you giving that attitude to? Do you think she's happy about it? She just accidentally got his clothes dirty.

Fu Sichen turned away angrily and went back the way she came. Her phone rang, but she answered it without even looking at it. "Hello! What is it? Speak quickly!"

The anger in his voice was barely concealed.

Han Yi was taken aback. "Who upset you so much?"

"you!"

"What did I do to you?" Han Yi chuckled.

Fu Sichen caught her breath and calmly asked him, "Why are you making that call?"

"Are you at Dawn Farm?"

Fu Sichen suddenly remembered the message he sent, "Don't tell me you're here too."

She even subconsciously turned her head to look, but didn't see anyone.

"Hmm." Han Yi only realized that Fu Sichen had taken the photos on-site when he saw the dress Ruan Weiyue was wearing. He had thought that she had found the photos from the event somewhere.

"Chasing after Miss Ruan?" Fu Sichen joked, annoyed. "His wife and mistress appearing in the same place, Mr. Han, are you planning to stage a big drama while the media is around?"

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted? Shall we do it?" Han Yi readily accepted the challenge. "It is indeed a good opportunity; being married is really restrictive."

Fu Sichen gritted his teeth, "Fine, as long as your Han family isn't afraid of losing face, you don't mind labeling Miss Ruan as a third party. I'm the victim, the one being pitied, and the one receiving public support."

Her voice grew lighter and more cheerful as she spoke.

Han Yi's face darkened, and he cursed, then snorted, "You wish! You've been cuckolding me for three years now, and you think you can get away with it as the victim?"

"Then tell me straight, do you think it looks good when a man has been cuckolded for so long?" Fu Sichen laughed.

In fact, when the two of them decided to take this path three years ago, they knew that this day would come sooner or later, and the best outcome would be to do it quietly and with the least harm.

Han Yi gritted his teeth. "I'm not in a hurry. Let's see who has the last laugh."

Hearing a hint of dejection in his languid voice, Fu Sichen paused for a moment before asking, "You haven't won over Miss Ruan yet, have you?"

"..."

"Did I guess right?"

"Guess my ass!"

That means you guessed correctly.

Fu Sichen thought for a moment, then smiled, "Since we've met here, it must be fate. How about we have a meal together? Give me a chance to put on airs as your legal wife in front of Miss Ruan?"

"Sure, show off your wifely power." Han Yi smiled in a rather unserious manner.

Fu Sichen chuckled, his tone unusually serious and sincere, "If there's anything you need me to do, just tell me. You've helped me so much with Yan Zheng's matter."

"Also, there are a lot of people here, so you should be careful. After all, Miss Ruan's celebrity status can easily attract trouble."

Han Yi casually replied, "I understand."

Before he even hung up the phone, Fu Sichen saw a message coming in from an unknown number.

Fu Sichen looked at the message and his expression suddenly became quite... intriguing.

"Someone tipped me off. They said my husband was having an affair, and the room number was..."

Fu Sichen gave Han Yi her room number and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to come over?"

"Whatever."

Han Yi hung up the phone immediately. Fu Sichen scoffed, thinking how rude he was to hang up on her like that.

Han Yi opened the door and walked out. He squinted at Ruan Weiyue and said, "Isn't it a coincidence that my wife is actually on this farm?"

"Really?" Ruan Weiyue was quite shocked. She picked up her bag. "That's...unfortunate."

Ruan Weiyue managed to twist "That's great" into "That's too unfortunate."

"I can't cause Mr. Han any trouble."

Han Yi chuckled, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back. "The message has already been sent. What's the point of running away before anyone arrives?"

Ruan Weiyue, "..."

"Are you prepared to be caught cheating by your wife?"

Han Yi seemed to think about it seriously for a moment. He took a step forward and suddenly pinned the person against the wall, grinning maliciously. "It's not impossible. Although your face can't compare to my wife's, the thrill of being caught cheating in bed is also acceptable. Miss Ruan's suggestion is quite good."

Ruan Weiyue, "..." You pervert! Your wife is beautiful, go find your wife! You have a wife and you still seduce innocent young girls, you scum!

……

Yu Qian glanced at the lipstick stain on Yu Shinan's shirt a few more times, and asked him curiously, "Which little girl left this?"

Men, they're all like that, always wanting more than what they have, it's normal.

Furthermore, my cousin's attitude towards Lin Yuanqing is baffling. On the one hand, they seem very close, attending various events together, and he even arranged for Jiang Zhi to sit next to Lin Yuanqing. Everyone below calls Lin Yuanqing "sister-in-law," and he tacitly agrees.

However, in private, Yu Qian observed that there was no chemistry between a man and a woman.

Is it because things have cooled down over time and he wants to find a younger girl?

Yu Qian, with a shameless grin, leaned closer and asked, "A lot of minor celebrities have come this time, and they're all quite good. Let's organize a gathering."

Yu Shinan ignored him and asked while changing his clothes, "Has Han Yi moved into the farm? Go check it out."

"Han Yi, Si Chen's husband? You called me here just to ask about this?"

The man turned to look at him, giving him a look that said, "What the hell?"

"And that minor celebrity named Ruan Weiyue, let me know how she's being arranged."

Yu Qian snapped his fingers, his eyebrows raised like caterpillars, giving him an expression that said, "I get it, bro."

"Okay, I'll go ask right away."

He made a phone call to have someone investigate.

Just as he hung up, another call came in. Yu Qian quickly answered, "What's up, sis? Why are you calling me?"

The voice, as warm and welcoming as ever, made Fu Sichen laugh. "Brother Yu Qian, I'm at your farm. I came here with some friends. I only found out today, at the opening, that this place is under your management."

The woman's playful, laughing voice came through the receiver, not very clear, but Yu Shinan still recognized it immediately.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fu Sichen got straight to the point. Tao Xi and the others wanted to postpone their departure by a day, but the farm's rooms were already full. They had only booked a room for one night, and there would be no room available for tomorrow. They asked Yu Qian if he could spare a room for them.

There are usually rooms reserved for unforeseen circumstances, but when there are opening events, there aren't many rooms available in order to attract customers.

Yu Qian was in a dilemma.

"How many rooms are left?" Fu Sichen asked.

"Two rooms." Yu Qian scratched his head. "There are three women and two men. That's one too many."

"Then don't worry about me for now, just arrange for them to stay." Fu Sichen thought to herself, if it really doesn't work out, she'll rush to film her footage, and the rest of the group can be filmed tomorrow.

"Then what are you going to do? You can't just come all this way and not have a place to stay!" Yu Qian protested, then suddenly remembered something and smiled, "Oh, right, you came with your husband, right? I'll see if I can get you a themed suite later!"

Yu Shinan's hand, which was fastening his belt, suddenly slipped, and his fingernail got caught. The man's brows furrowed deeply.