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

Wen Xi was generous with his praise for his cooking skills.

Professor He was in a great mood after being praised by his wife, and the corners of his lips curled up in a smug smile.

He simply pulled the person onto his lap and wouldn't let go.

"Why..." Wen Xi didn't want to sit on his lap.

"Mrs. He, let me hug you." The man's palm encircled her waist.

Ignoring his outrageous behavior, Wen Xi picked up her rice bowl and smacked her lips. The chicken soup was delicious, and the fish was even better.

She ate with great relish, and as the delicious food gradually filled her stomach, it seemed as if all her worries had truly vanished.

"Do you want to eat?" Wen Xi then realized that the man behind her hadn't eaten anything.

"What I want to eat is..." The man behind her lowered his eyes, his tone indifferent, but a complex light flickered in his eyes.

[I'll eat you.]

Wen Xi was wearing a deep V-neck fuchsia slip dress that day, and following the gaze of her dark eyes, a large expanse of her cleavage was impossible to hide.

His hot breath brushed against my earlobe, sending jolts of electricity through my body, leaving me feeling numb and tingling.

Wen Xi sat sideways on her lap, a spoonful of chicken soup was brought to his lips, and he half-closed his eyes.

"Would you like some?"

"Drink." He leaned down, his lips on the spoon, but his eyes were fixed on the soft white skin beneath her neck.

The unusual movement coming from the inner thighs could not be ignored. His prominent Adam's apple bobbed a few times. The woman in his arms was fragrant and soft. Her porcelain-white skin was flushed with the rosy hue of someone who had just woken up. The fine downy hairs on her pink cheeks were clearly visible. Her expression was focused, and her curled eyelashes trembled like cicada wings.

The unfathomable abyss slid across her fair neck, the faint traces of last night's pleasure still lingering. Her fingertips touched that crimson stain, and she swallowed hard, a burning desire igniting in her eyes.

"Wen Qiqi... now you're mine." Cool lips pressed down, covering that crimson face once more.

"He Tingchu, you were actually... so... indecent?" Wen Xi's body instantly went limp.

Wen Xi tried to escape his hold by putting his legs together, but the man scooped him up in his long arms and placed him on the sofa.

"Where are you going?"

Where could she run to?

"Let me hug you a little longer, okay?" The man's deep voice came from deep in his throat as he held her waist, preventing her from running away.

The two snuggled together watching TV like a loving couple, with Wen Xi leaning against him and Mao Dou dawdling over to lie down next to the sofa.

Wen Xi would occasionally slip a few potato chips to the man beside her. She was getting bored with the variety show, so she yawned widely, changed the channel, and happened to switch to the financial news segment. The announcer's clear and articulate voice came through the television.

[Exclusive Report from Our Station – Haicheng's Takeoff: Haicheng's Five-Year Plan Focuses on the Joint Development of Technology and Economy. For this, we conducted an exclusive interview with He Tingchu, President of Hanyu Technology.]

Hanyu Technology is a new business unit spearheaded by the Haicheng Municipal Government and jointly developed with experts from Peking University. It focuses on AI-driven material discovery and substitution, specifically a graph neural network-based topological material prediction system.

Hanyu Technology has now successfully become a leading high-tech enterprise with annual profits of tens of billions of yuan, and has won numerous patents both domestically and internationally… Now, please welcome Professor He Tingchu, President and CEO of Hanyu Technology, to introduce Hanyu Technology's related businesses…

The scene then switches to Hanyu Technology's headquarters building, as well as its innovation factory and incubation projects.

Wearing a sharply tailored, jet-black suit that accentuated his sharp and assertive demeanor, He Tingchu appeared in the video, his hands casually folded on his desk.

Facing the camera, he spoke eloquently about the original intention of establishing Hanyu Technology, its future development plans, and its current achievements. He exuded a powerful aura, with focused eyes and appropriate banter. The entire interview lasted about half an hour.

Wen Xi immediately straightened his back, his eyes fixed on the man on the television.

She wasn't mistaken, was she? The sharp-looking elite in the suit on TV was clearly the man lounging lazily in light-colored loungewear behind her.

"You...you...you're on TV." Wen Xi pointed at the TV, too surprised to say a word.

"Yes. They came to interview me when I went to Haicheng last week." He Tingchu said casually, as if the man on TV had nothing to do with him.

"Hanyu's headquarters... in Haicheng? Is it such a big company?..." Wen Xi stammered, his mind completely racing.

She had heard Wen Shiyuan mention Hanyu Technology before, saying it was a high-tech incubation company.

She knew about hens hatching chicks; it was just a small workshop. She was so engrossed in her studies that she didn't even think to look up the company.

As a result, she suffered from her lack of education.

"The Haicheng government provides more support, so they set up their headquarters in Haicheng... What do you mean by such a big company? You don't mean..." He Tingchu gently tapped her forehead with his bent fingers.

Wen Qiqi was underestimating him.

In He Tingchu's dictionary, whatever he does, he must do it big and strong.

He turned 7UP, which he did for fun in college, into a leader in the entertainment industry without much effort. After all, the entertainment industry has only a few simple rules, and Hanyu is the apple of his eye, the product of his hard work.

Wen Xi's heart sank. It turned out that the distance between her and He Tingchu was an insurmountable chasm. No matter how hard she tried, she could never catch up in this lifetime... A sour feeling welled up in her heart—that was jealousy.

Wen Xi was devastated after learning the truth.

She was in no mood to watch TV at all, and incredulously made a video call to Xie Chunxi.

Ms. Xie, you never said Hanyu Technology was that big...

[Hanyu is one of the top taxpayers in Haicheng, I thought you knew that.]

Is it really He Tingchu's?

Wen Xi's eyes widened in surprise.

Wen Shih-yuan leaned closer and voluntarily entered the frame.

[Qiqi, so Dad mentioned to you that Tingchu's ambitions don't lie with Kant...]

Today, Secretary Chen came to Kangde for an inspection. I don't know how he found out that Tingchu is my son-in-law, but he even praised me to my face for having good taste in finding such a good son-in-law...

"Your dad was so proud of you," Xie Chunxi added.

"Of course! As the saying goes, a son-in-law is worth half a son." Wen Shiyuan's eyes were full of pride.

Okay, there's nothing more to ask.

The two of them praised He Tingchu to the point of being in outer space.

Wen Xi silently hung up the video call. On the other end, she opened the internet to search for news about Hanyu.

After finishing her tutoring in half an hour, she collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, staring blankly at the ceiling.

How can the relationship between husband and wife be equal in the future?

Does she have no sense of self-respect at all?

She even mistakenly believed that He Tingchu had ulterior motives towards Kant.

It turns out, she was the one with a petty mind.

After He Tingchu finished cleaning the kitchen, she pushed open the door and saw Wen Xi lying weakly on the bed, his face pale.

He was completely confused; everything was fine at dinner.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell..." He Tingchu came over with a worried expression and placed his palm on her forehead.

I checked my temperature again, and I didn't have a fever.

"You go ahead and do your work. I want to take a shower and rest. I'm tired," Wen Xi said listlessly.

Her worldview is being rebuilt, and right now, she only likes one person, whose name is Jingjing.

"I'm done with my work," He Tingchu said shamelessly as she approached, shrugging.

"With your huge company, Hanyu, and Qixi and He Tingchu, how can you still be so free? You even have time to cook for me," Wen Xi blurted out.

She was already exhausted from studying medicine, let alone He Tingchu.

"I have professional managers to handle everything. I just need to find the right direction. Focus on the big picture and let go of the details. If I had to manage everything, I would be exhausted." He Tingchu had a relaxed and smug expression.

Wen Xi felt even worse.

Is it as easy as he makes it out to be?

She knew perfectly well how busy her father was managing Kangde; in Wen Xi's memory, she rarely saw Wen Shiyuan at home.

He Tingchu stood casually in front of her, his hands outstretched, his expression one of nonchalance and self-righteousness.

That's so despicable.

Human joys and sorrows are sometimes not shared.

"I hate talented players like you, you're annoying, go away." Wen Xi rolled her eyes, kicked him, and prepared to take a shower.