Yingqu Liuzi was pampered by her wealthy daddy.

The week after the proposal, Xize called Shen Yu'an to his study.

When Shen Yu'an entered, he saw a stack of documents on the table, with quite a few pages and neat edges.

Xize sat behind his desk, not looking at the documents, waiting for him.

"Sit down." Xize pointed to the chair opposite him.

Shen Yu'an sat down, glanced at the stack of documents, and then looked at Xize: "What's this?"

"Prenuptial agreement."

Shen Yu'an paused for a moment, then reached out and picked up the stack of documents, flipping through them.

He couldn't understand the contents very well; they were all legal terms and numbers.

But when he turned to a certain page, he saw his name and Xize's name written side by side, followed by a line of property addresses.

"Take a look first, and I'll explain anything you don't understand."

Shen Yu'an didn't flip through the file. He closed it, put it back on the desktop, and looked at Xize.

"What does this mean?"

"After the marriage, half of my assets will be transferred to your name. This includes real estate, trusts, and a portion of shares." Xize leaned back in his chair, speaking at a measured pace. "It's all clearly stated in the agreement."

Shen Yu'an's finger remained pressed on the document cover.

"You don't need these things, so why are you giving them to me?"

"you need to."

"I don't need it."

Xize looked at him, paused for a moment, then leaned forward and rested his arm on the table.

"This isn't charity," Caesar said. "It's the protection the patriarch of the Leicester family deserves. After you marry me, you'll be a member of the family, and your share of the family fortune is rightfully yours."

Shen Yu'an tapped the folder lightly with his finger.

"I've given nothing to this family. The money from selling my paintings isn't even a fraction of what you earn in a month. Why should you give me half of your fortune?"

"Because you're with me." Xize's expression remained unchanged. "That's the reason. From now on, you'll have a share in everything this family owns, regardless of what you do or don't do."

Shen Yu'an looked down at the document. The cover had the law firm's logo printed on it. He opened the first page and saw his name and Xize's name side by side.

He looked at it for a while, then closed the file and leaned back in his chair.

When did you prepare this?

"Before proposing."

"Prepared so early?"

"Because I knew you would say no."

Shen Yu'an remained silent for a moment. He pushed the documents back to Xize and said, "I can't handle these things myself. Even if you give them to me, I won't be able to manage them properly."

"It's none of your business. Someone else is taking care of it. You just need to sign."

Shen Yu'an looked into Xize's eyes for a few seconds, then pulled the document back in front of her.

Xize took a pen out of the drawer and handed it to him.

Shen Yu'an took it, turned to the last page, and wrote his name in the signature column.

His handwriting was a little messier than usual because his fingers were trembling slightly as he wrote. After signing, he put down the pen, closed the document, and pushed it back in front of Xize.

"alright."

Xize picked up the document, looked at one page, confirmed that the signature was in the correct position, and then placed it on the table.

Shen Yu'an sat there without moving. He glanced at the stack of documents, then looked at Xize.

The light from the desk lamp fell on the desk, casting the shadows of two people on the opposite wall. One was sitting upright, and the other was leaning back in his chair, separated by a tabletop.

"I signed your documents, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Xize looked at him: "What did you say?"

"They explained how the money would be used. They explained how much I could spend each month. They asked if there were any regulations."

Xize leaned back in his chair, not answering directly. He looked at Shen Yu'an for a few seconds, then said, "There's no rule. Once you sign it, it's yours."

Shen Yu'an's fingers curled slightly on the table: "You're so worried? What if I squander all the money?"

"You'll never run out of money."

Why?

"Because you even have to think for three days before buying yourself an expensive piece of clothing."

Shen Yu'an opened her mouth, but didn't refute it. Because Xize was right.

He thought for a moment, then stood up from his chair, walked around the table, and sat down on the arm of Caesar's chair, turning to face him.

"Then I'll ask one more question."

Xize looked up at him: "Ask away."

"You gave me half of your fortune. Will you regret it later?"

Xize reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer so that he could sit on his lap.

Shen Yu'an did not struggle, but sat down with his help and leaned against him.

"I regretted it as soon as you signed it."

Shen Yu'an was taken aback: "Regret what?"

"I regret not putting in more." Caesar's hand rested on his waist, his thumb brushing against his clothes. "I should have put in two-thirds."

Shen Yu'an looked down at him, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

He sat on Xize's lap, the two of them very close, Xize's chin almost touching his collarbone when he looked up at him.

"Say it again," Shen Yu'an said.

"Put in two-thirds."

"Not this sentence, the one before it."

Xize thought for a moment: "I regret not putting in more."

Shen Yu'an looked down at him for several seconds, then leaned forward a little and pressed his lips to Xize's lips.

He sat on Xize's lap, while Xize sat in a chair. From this angle, Shen Yu'an would have to bend over to kiss, but he didn't adjust his position and just kept bending over to kiss for a while.

Xize tightened his grip on his waist, and with his other hand he lifted up to support the back of his head, pulling him down.

Only the desk lamp was on in the study, its light falling on the two people and casting their overlapping shadows onto the opposite wall.

The stack of signed documents on the desk was still open, and the pen was placed next to it with the cap not put back on.

Shen Yu'an's breathing became a little erratic when she opened her lips.

He looked down at Xize, whose lips were glistening with moisture, and whose eyes were pale in the dim light of the lamp, revealing an unconcealed depth.

Shen Yu'an said, "Keep the remaining two-thirds. One-third is enough."

Xize's lips twitched slightly: "Then I'll save the remaining two-thirds for you."

"No need to store it. You can just keep it."

Xize did not respond.

His hand slid from the back of Shen Yu'an's head to the back of his neck and stopped, his thumb gently rubbing against a small patch of skin on the side of his neck.

Shen Yu'an shrank his neck slightly when he was brushed against, but did not move away.

"Your hand was shaking when you signed it just now," Caesar said.

"With so much money on a contract, who wouldn't be trembling?"

"Are you shaking now?"

Shen Yu'an placed his hand on Xize's shoulder. He looked down at his fingers, which were still trembling slightly, though better than when he had just signed the document, but not completely.

"A little."

Xize took the hand that was resting on his shoulder, turned his palm over and pressed it to his lips, kissing his palm lightly, but lingering for a moment before letting go.

Shen Yu'an's fingers curled in his palm for a moment, then slowly unfolded.

"Kiss my palm."

"Um."

"Why are you kissing there?"

Xize flipped his hand back and placed it on his shoulder: "Because you're shaking, a kiss will stop the shaking."

Shen Yu'an looked down at her palms, then looked up at Xize.

His eyes were slightly red at the corners, but it was a lighter red than when he had just signed the document, spreading from his ears to the side of his neck.

"Will I need to sign your documents in the future?"

"There are still some."

When will you sign it?

"No rush." ​​Xize's hand was still on his lower back, his thumb brushing against his side through his clothes. "Put this signed copy away first."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms around Shen Yu'an's waist, and reached out with his other hand to grab the documents on the table.

Shen Yu'an shifted to the side to make room, and when Xize reached for the folder, his arm tightened, causing Shen Yu'an to lean forward slightly, his chest touching Xize's shoulder.