Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

Hanyu Technology

That day was Hanyu Technology's monthly conference, which he, as the founder, was required to attend.

He was presenting a PowerPoint presentation and introducing Hanyu Technology's latest smart robot to the shareholders. His phone was on silent mode, so he didn't answer Xie Chunxi and Bai Xue's calls.

Until Wen Xi's call came in, he raised his hand to interrupt the major shareholder's speech.

"Sorry, this is a call from my family member."

The shareholders exchanged knowing smiles, some of whom had also noticed the news online. At this point, He Tingchu was completely unaware.

"Mr. He, please make yourself at home."

He Tingchu went to the corridor to answer the phone, and Wen Xi's roar came from the other end.

[He Tingchu, it's all your fault, you wicked devil...]

The speakers transmitted her pent-up anger and roars to Hanyu Technology.

Wen Xi became "infamous" at Hanyu that very day.

He Tingchu's phone was connected to the projector, and Shen Fu almost sprang to his feet, yanked off the power, and turned off the projection. His sharp voice came to an abrupt halt.

【Wen Qiqi, you're not allowed to swear.】 He Tingchu gently rubbed his temples.

"You wicked devil, you big bad guy, He Tingchu, it's all your fault, hmph." Wen Xi angrily hung up the phone.

She had already used up all the simple swear words she knew, and now that her stomach was empty, she had nothing left to say and didn't know what to curse him with.

This was the first time Wen Xi had called to scold him.

Why did someone actually feel good about being scolded?

The man's thin lips curved into a smile.

It was quite unexpected; I didn't know that this crybaby had such a talent for swearing.

At that moment, Wen Xi appeared vividly to him, brimming with vibrant life force.

Just as Wen Xi hung up the phone, Gu Lianyu called immediately, his tone almost mocking.

[Your students besieged my class. He Da Meiren should know her reputation is widespread. You'd better watch yourself. I've told Wen Xi to stay away from class for a while; your life is in danger.]

Gu Lianyu had just hung up the phone when Bai Xue called immediately, sounding extremely anxious.

[Tingchu, something's happened.]

...

He Tingchu opened the video sent by Bai Xue and realized that the news of his marriage to Wen Xi had spread.

He pressed his temple, pondered briefly, and then called Shen Fu to handle the aftermath.

"Everyone, President He has urgent business to attend to regarding some unfounded rumors. The meeting will be rescheduled." Shen Fu then pushed open the door and left.

Hanyu Technology President's Office

He Tingchu stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, and casually raised his eyes.

"Shen Fu, go and handle this matter."

"Okay, Mr. He, I'll get on it right away," Shen Fu said quickly.

Shen Fu was a top student at MIT and was essentially poached by He Tingchu. He was very experienced in handling such matters.

After Shen Fu closed the door and left, He Tingchu rubbed his tense temples and made two phone calls.

[Yes, expose the news about He Tingyou and Zhou Yi, release their dating videos, even more sensational ones are possible... just blur out the key parts...]

[Furthermore, photos of Zhou Yi's sexual bribery have also surfaced, linking it to He Tingyou's alleged cuckoldry and creating a trending topic about He Wangye being cheated on... giving him an innocent identity.]

"Boss, our losses this time are probably... big. He Wangye's identity might affect the release of those two dramas," the person on the other end of the phone whispered.

"Understood, do as I say."

It seems that simply handling it this way is not enough.

Kyoto University is a place of pristine white robes and pristine beauty. He never imagined that simply putting his arm around his wife's waist last night would lead to this situation. It was indeed a miscalculation on his part.

Because of his impulsive act, he really suffered a major setback this time, losing both his wife and his army.

He Tingchu considered himself shrewd and calculating, but with Wen Qiqi, he always seemed to lose control.

Finally, after a long silence, he dialed that mysterious number.

[Secretary, I am withdrawing from the Starship Project, as my personal opinions may negatively impact its smooth progress...]

-

At eight o'clock in the evening, after finishing everything, He Tingchu, covered in the chill of the night, pushed open the door, carrying two bags in his right hand and holding Maodou's hand in his left.

To distract Wen Xi, he made a special trip to the old house to bring the dog over.

Sister Cai sat on the sofa, scrolling through her phone and closely following the online trends. In her forties, Sister Cai had even downloaded Weibo and registered an ID just to argue with the trolls.

None of the dishes on the table, neatly arranged, had been touched.

"Tingchu".

"How is she?"

"Yeah, she hasn't eaten all day. She didn't have time for breakfast, so I gave her a sandwich. When I came back and was tidying up, I found the sandwich still in her bag. She didn't eat lunch or dinner either."

Where are they?

"In the bedroom, my wife told me to go in from time to time. I kept an eye on her. I cried several times, and my eyes were swollen like walnuts."

"Sister Cai, I remember you're from Hunan. You know how to cook this, right? I want it spicy and garlicky. Could you please set the edamame aside?" He Tingchu placed the two large bags she was carrying on the island counter.

After skillfully arranging the edamame, Sister Cai casually opened the shopping bag, which was filled with live crayfish, small cakes, and milk tea, including cream cheese, strawberry Napoleon, and mousse...

"Leave it to me, I guarantee I'll complete the task. Tingchu, just coax her properly when you need to." Sister Cai couldn't help but nag a bit, still worried, so she gave a few more instructions.

"How do we coax him?" He Tingchu touched his nose and asked in a muffled voice.

Sister Cai was stunned. Bai Xue had said that the eldest brother was a bit of a simpleton and not as experienced as the second brother in this regard.

Sister Cai seemed to be deep in thought. She suddenly remembered a newly launched short drama where the male lead made the female lead angry, so he pinned her against the wall.

"Hey... just kiss me, hug me... if once isn't enough, kiss me a few more times... don't stop, it'll work wonders."

Really?

He Tingchu paused for a moment, then walked to the bedroom door, bent his knuckles and put them down, hesitating for a few moments.

He rubbed his hands together helplessly, and finally, gently knocked on the door.

The room was silent and there was no response. He Tingchu hesitated and dared not knock on the door again.

Sister Cai came to help him secretly carry out his plan.

"Qiqi, I'm coming in."

"Mmm." A soft, kitten-like whimper came from inside the door.

The door was pushed open.

The bedroom was dimly lit, with only the bedside lamp on. The blankets on the bed were bunched up, looking like a frightened little animal. His heart skipped a beat.

He Tingchu sat blankly on the edge of the bed, gently lifting the blanket, her eyes lowered.

Wen Xi curled up in a ball, her soft head resting limply on the pillow. Her nose was red from crying, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and her porcelain-white face was covered in tear stains.

She was like a fish out of the sea, and Wen Xi was almost dried up.

Seeing this scene, He Tingchu pressed his thin lips together, rubbed his temples hard, and tried to suppress the bitterness that had accumulated in his chest; his heart ached terribly.

"Wen Qiqi, don't hide."

"You're right, I am a menace." The deep voice was hoarse.

Seeing Wen Xi like this, He Tingchu's heart softened terribly.

He cradled her chin with his fingertips, then lifted her up with his large hands and sat her on his lap, gently stroking her back.

You can scold me, hit me, anything, but you can't go without food, and you can't hide.

She was enveloped by the man's broad chest, his arms strong and powerful, giving her a strong sense of security.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." The man's low voice was soothing.

Wen Xi snuggled against his pitiful arms and suddenly burst into tears.

"He Tingchu, it's all your fault...you big bad guy." Wen Xi sniffed and punched He Tingchu's chest lightly with his fist.

"Mmm." He Tingchu readily complied, but the way she was hitting him felt so good, like cat claws scratching him until he slowly squinted his eyes.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. One fell, and He Tingchu wiped it away. Wen Xi's tears fell like little pearls, and He Tingchu's hand speed couldn't keep up.

"Mmm, I'm bad." He went along with her words, pinched her chin, and placed a cool kiss on her eyelids, kissed them briefly, and then quickly moved away.

Wen Xi was only focused on venting her frustration and didn't push him away. She continued her outburst, seemingly unconcerned about his kiss.

"I already said we'd keep our marriage a secret."

"Mmm." Another gentle kiss landed on her cheek.

"Now everyone says I got into Peking University through connections, but I got in on my own merits, okay? All those years of hard work have been wasted because of your background. I should have just stayed in school and become a 'connected' student." Then, He Tingchu gave her a warm kiss on her pert nose.

Wen Xi's eyelashes trembled, but she still didn't realize that anything was different.

It was as if accepting He Tingchu's kiss was a matter of course, as simple as drinking water or eating.

"Will I get expelled from school? You're doomed then..." The kiss landed on her forehead.

"Then I might as well apply to Hawkingpus; I'll live apart from you in a foreign country."

He didn't want to hear those words, so He Tingchu sealed her lips without hesitation.

"Ugh... What are you doing..." Wen Xi seemed to feel like she was being sealed off.

She's become a chatterbox.

"I won't be fired," the man said slowly, his breathing slightly rapid.

"From now on, we must discuss things together; you can't make decisions on your own," Wen Xi instructed again.

"Okay." A series of tender kisses rained down upon him.

This time the kiss was intense, and he pressed down hard on her shoulders, sucking until her tongue went numb. What was going on? Wen Xi suddenly realized that he was taking advantage of her. Wen Xi's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to bite him.

Their lips parted briefly, then pressed tightly together again.

"He... Tingchu, who gave you permission to kiss... mine..." Wen Xi sobbed, unable to utter a sound.

"Even at a time like this, you're still taking advantage of me. You bastard! ┭┮﹏┭┮." Wen Xi complained in a low voice.