After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

"Baby, don't be angry, I'll come back to be with you in a couple of days..."

"I'm going to give you a very special surprise today, so just wait patiently."

In the car, Xu Cheng deliberately lowered his voice, using an almost bubble-like volume to coax his girlfriend on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up on his girlfriend, he quickly dialed another number.

"I want to order a strawberry tiramisu, and I want it packaged in the same fuchsia box as before. Oh... and please write a label for me too."

"Okay, Mr. Xu, is it still the same line as before? 'Wife, I love you,' right?"

The car was very quiet, but for some reason the voice on the other end of the phone was unusually loud, loud enough to penetrate the phone and be heard by everyone in the car.

Yu Yunting, who was resting with his eyes closed on the sofa, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this.

"Okay, let's do it the way we discussed before. I'll talk to you later." Xu Cheng immediately hung up the phone, feeling awkward.

"Looks like you've gotten quite adept at charming your girlfriend." The person in the back seat slowly opened their eyes.

"Uh...yes, it's Manman's birthday today, and I can't be with her, so I can only be nice and apologize to her," Xu Cheng honestly confessed.

"You seem to know quite a bit about sweets."

"Actually, there wasn't one originally, but Manman really likes it... To make her happy, we have to cater to her tastes. That's how relationships are built. Couples should cater to each other's interests and provide emotional support..." Xu Cheng chuckled and scratched his head. "If Mr. Yu wants to order something for his wife, I can recommend a few."

Yu Yunting closed his eyes again. "No need, she doesn't like it."

"Does she really not like it? I thought she enjoyed the dessert quite a bit yesterday..." Xu Cheng recalled the dinner party last night, and Jian Ailing clearly seemed to enjoy the dessert.

But as he spoke, his voice gradually lowered.

It's not that she doesn't like it; it's clearly that the boss doesn't care.

Even an outsider like him could tell from a single meal, but her husband of over three years hadn't noticed.

Xu Cheng shrugged helplessly.

But never mind, it's someone else's family matter, and it's not his business as an outsider.

"You've observed my wife quite closely." A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Xu Cheng and making his heart beat faster.

"It's a professional habit, a professional habit..." he hurriedly explained, not knowing whether his boss would listen.

Fortunately, the car pulled over at that moment, and they arrived at the hotel.

Xu Cheng immediately got out of the car, his heart pounding with fear.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief the moment he stepped out of the elevator on the 8th floor.

The boss's gaze had been chilling the whole way.

When Yu Yunting pushed open the door, there was not a sound inside. Only a faint light came from the bedroom.

He walked inside and saw that only the light strips under the bed and the cabinet were lit.

Jane Ailing lay on the bed, seemingly asleep, her eyes closed and her breathing even.

She was covered by the blanket, with only a corner of her shoulder showing. A gray satin slip dress peeked out from under the blanket, but it looked a bit too big, and the straps had slipped off her shoulders.

The small red mark below the shoulder was also faintly visible under the blanket.

He picked out the nightgown and underwear. Xu Cheng had asked him for Jian Ailing's size and selected several women's work suits. But it would be strange for Xu Cheng to let her choose such intimate and private items as pajamas and underwear herself, so he took the initiative to let Yu Yunting choose them.

Yu Yunting lowered his eyes and silently looked at her sleeping face.

She was simple and serene, with her long, slender eyelashes occasionally twitching.

In his memory, he didn't seem to have seen her sleeping much.

After all, neither of them had ever spent the night in the other's room.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he turned and strode toward the bathroom, unbuttoning his shirt as he went.

The sound of dripping water filled the air, and Jian Ailing rubbed her eyes.

She groggily sat up in bed and watched Yu Yunting walk out of the bathroom.

He wasn't wearing any clothes, only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, his whole body still steaming with warm water vapor.

Under the soft nightlight, the undulating lines of his muscles divided his body into light and shadow, making it impossible to see everything at a glance. Only half of his V-line was visible under the light. Hazy, ambiguous, and inexplicably alluring.

"When did you get back? I was so tired that I fell asleep..." She always made sure to be the one to speak first.

Yu Yunting didn't answer her question, but simply lifted the blanket.

He didn't even say hello. Jane Ailing didn't know if he had a bad day at work, or if she had done something to upset him again.

This man has been so cold for a while now, and since she knew she wouldn't get any response if she asked him anyway, she stopped talking.

"Are you nervous?"

"Perhaps it's because of the unfamiliar environment and lack of familiarity."

Looking at her tense face, Yu Yunting suddenly recalled Xu Cheng's words.

He stopped what he was doing and raised his hand to massage her stiff limbs.

"What...what are you doing?"

"Let me help you relax." Yu Yunting grabbed her shoulders to keep her from moving around.

"Hmm..." She adjusted her breathing and felt her body gradually relax.

Under the dim light, Jian Ailing's eyes were half-closed, her fair face flushed, and her moist red lips parted slightly.

Yu Yunting raised his hand and stroked her face, placing his thumb on her lips and gently caressing them.

Jane Ailing subconsciously opened her mouth and gently bit her slender fingers.

He lowered his eyes, admiring her appearance at that moment, his body temperature rising unconsciously.

"Who taught you all this..." he asked again, his voice hoarse.

For some reason, Yu Yunting seemed a little different today.

After he got up, she lay lazily on the bed, looking like she didn't want to move.

"Is it comfortable, Mrs. Yu?" Yu Yunting turned his head, looking at her, his voice laced with mockery.

"No." Jane blushed and turned her head to the side, not answering the question directly. "I've never seen you care about whether I'm comfortable or not."

Today, he unusually refrained from showing that look of disgust and coldly told her to leave.

Jane Ailing felt that she couldn't figure this man out at all.

Forget it, there's no point in trying to figure out his thoughts now; there are more pressing matters to attend to. Instead of trying to understand men, she should focus on getting through these next few days smoothly and getting her payment.

Money is more reliable; it doesn't change every day.

Seeing her vacant gaze, as if lost in thought, Yu Yunting curled his lips into a half-smile, "What's wrong? Do you still want more?"