Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

Shang Hanzhou seemed oblivious to her nervousness and calmly told her, "I will send Ace away tomorrow."

Cen hope frowned now.

"Really, there's no need. Don't take Grandpa's words to heart."

"That's not the reason."

Shang Hanzhou said calmly, "I had originally planned to send them away."

I had this plan when I saw her come in and how afraid she was of dogs.

Ultimately, she is his wife, and he wouldn't wrong her because of this.

Upon hearing this, Ace became less enthusiastic about eating dog food, her ears drooped terribly, she dared not speak out in anger, and whimpered softly in her throat.

Cen hope felt a little reluctant, and Shang Hanzhou didn't want to burden her, so he explained simply, "It will live downstairs."

He bought the entire building.

When she's home, she lets Ace go downstairs to play, so that no one will bother anyone else.

"May I?"

He consulted Cen hope for his opinion.

After Ace finished eating, Cen hope saw him grinning foolishly as he spread his belly out and started playing in the doghouse again, and he didn't seem so scary anymore.

She nodded: "Sure."

After agreeing on Ace's destination, the two had nothing more to say to each other.

Cen hope tugged at her clothes, hurriedly said "I'm going to take a shower," and ran into the bedroom.

Once I entered the bedroom and was alone, my tense nerves finally relaxed.

Having gotten used to that small bedroom, moving here was indeed a bit of a shock, especially since Lin Xingyou wasn't around.

Just as I was thinking of Lin Xingyou, her video call came in.

Cen Xi quickly answered the call and walked to the circular floor-to-ceiling window with her phone in hand.

The buildings in Jingtangyuan are tall, and even late at night, the view from above is still dazzling, with car lights like a tapestry.

"Ahhh, Xibao! This feeling of loneliness and isolation is unbearable without you!"

On the other end of the video call, Lin Xingyou lay half-dead on the sofa, her heart breaking.

I've lost all motivation to draw erotic comics tonight.

"I had already come up with the next plot, but the thought of finishing the drawing and not having you as the first person to see it makes me lose all motivation."

He spoke in a listless tone.

Speaking of this, Cen hope suddenly remembered the sexy lingerie in her backpack.

"Yuzu, tell me honestly, did you deliberately put that piece of clothing in the bag?"

"What? What did you say, Xibao?"

Lin Xingyou immediately moved her phone away, pretending that the signal was bad.

Cen hope gritted her teeth. "Do you know..."

The thought of making Shang Hanzhou personally fetch the backpack made her vision blur.

"Know what?"

Lin Xingyou chuckled, "So, the pajamas I prepared for you didn't come in handy, did they? How did the battle go?"

Cen hope immediately puffed out her cheeks.

She said, "Lin Xingyou did it on purpose."

"No! I've already lost it."

She had a stern face.

Lin Xingyou felt a pang of regret. "Why throw it away? I spent a lot of money on that pajama set, four figures!"

Cen hope turned her face away, and then heard her say, "Mr. Shang, this is unacceptable! How can he tolerate you throwing away such a tempting nightgown? Is he even a man?"

"..."

Cen hope was speechless for two seconds. Just as she was about to reply, she heard the door behind her being pushed open, and Shang Hanzhou came in.

On the other end of the video.

Lin Xingyou continued, still arguing, "I thought your husband could have sex eight times a night, but now it seems the saying 'a man over twenty-five is practically sixty-five' is absolutely true!"

"Cen hope."

The man's deep, clear voice trailed off at the end of the sentence.

In an instant, Lin Xingyou became as quiet as a chicken.

The next second, she hung up the video call without hesitation and feeling guilty.

Yuzu: [Xibao, I suddenly have so many ideas again! I'm going to draw comics now, let's chat tomorrow!]

Yuzu: [Don't miss me too much~]

Looking at the message she sent on the screen, Cen hope's palms, gripping the edge of the phone, were burning hot.

Shang Hanzhou... he probably didn't hear that, right?

She slowly turned around, the light and shadow from the French windows filtering through the glass and creating a halo behind her. She lowered her head, her gaze fixed only on the tips of her shoes.

I really wish I could get a call right now and ask her to go to the hospital to work overtime.

There was a distance between the bedroom entrance and the floor-to-ceiling window. Shang Hanzhou seemed unaffected by Lin Xingyou's words and calmly told her, "I took a shower this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Cen Xiwen's expression turned serious again.

"Did your leg wound get wet?"

"no."

He responded calmly and strode inside, saying, "I put on a waterproof sticker."

"That's fine then."

She breathed a sigh of relief, but still reminded him, "It would be best to apply the iodine solution again."

"Yes, I've applied it."

It seems he is taking much better care of his wounds than before.

Cen hope likes this kind of attitude from patients.

"You did a great job, that's fantastic."

She praised him almost subconsciously, as she usually does with obedient patients. Only after the words left her mouth did she realize that her tone sounded like she was praising a kindergarten child.

Shang Hanzhou probably won't fall for that...

Feeling inexplicably embarrassed, she touched the tip of her nose, stepped past the man's tall figure, and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom.

Her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Shang Hanzhou didn't let go of her hand, and said in a cold voice, "I've remembered everything you said."

so?

Cen hope blinked, not quite understanding the meaning behind his words.

After a moment, I was slightly startled.

Does he want her to praise him again?!

So Shang Hanzhou falls for this kind of thing...

She couldn't help but smile, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, but she didn't show it on her face. She cooperated with him and said, "Very good, this way your wound will heal quickly."

He loosened his grip on her wrist, and just as Cen Xi was about to step inside, she heard him ask, "Is strenuous exercise okay?"

She thought about it for a moment.

"Not yet. Your injury is on your leg, and strenuous exercise can easily cause the scabbed wound to reopen. If you want to exercise, you'll have to wait at least a week."

Shang Hanzhou's deep, dark eyes darkened slightly, and he replied in a low voice, "Alright, then we won't do it tonight."

Cough...cough cough...

Cen hope's heart skipped a beat.

do?

Is it the one she's thinking of?

I don't think so. He probably meant exercising.

After comforting herself, Cen hope went into the bathroom. When she came out after showering, Shang Hanzhou was leaning against the headboard with a laptop next to him and a pair of rimless glasses perched on his high nose.

That feeling of a seemingly refined scoundrel turning into a cunning villain grew stronger.

Cen hope felt inexplicably nervous.

Taking a deep breath, she calmly walked over and sat down quietly on the other side of the bed. Then she lifted the covers and lay down, with several people between them.

She heard the sound of the computer being shut down.

Her tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly.

"Would you like to turn off the lights?"

He asked in a low voice.

She gave a perfunctory reply: "Anything is fine."

The man fell silent. The bright lights in front of him dimmed, his eyes closed, and he could hear more clearly.

She heard him get into bed, and her heart pounded uncontrollably.

Eighteen-year-old Cen hope could never have imagined that twenty-eight-year-old Cen hope would be sleeping next to Shang Hanzhou.

Cen hope regretted lying down so early. She suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to get up for a drink of water.

She shifted her body slightly, but before she could move even a little, the man's burning palm accurately covered the back of her hand.

Shang Hanzhou sighed softly, "Strenuous exercise is out of the question, but what about kissing?"