CHAPTER 463: CHAPTER 347 PREPARATION_2

So, Yu Shujun couldn’t forcibly terminate the use of this Fragment.

But Yu Shujun was at a loss as to how to explain these things to Wen Nan.

This involved several other members of the [Nameless] guild, but those members’ identities were really special. If Wen Nan were to be told everything, it might expose a lot of secrets.

The matters within the [Nameless] guild itself could be handled by Yu Shujun, but this also involved the interests of many other guilds, and Yu Shujun had no right to decide on her own whether this information could be disclosed to a third party.

While wrestling with this dilemma, she heard the person beside her chuckle.

Yu Shujun turned her head in confusion and looked at the person, only to see them holding a sweet potato fry, offering it to her mouth, "Just randomly chat about something, there’s no need to be so tense, right? This is nice, want to try it?"

Yu Shujun lowered her eyes to the sweet potato fry being offered, which was thicker and longer than her finger. For a moment, she wanted to just take a bite directly but ultimately restrained herself. She only lifted her hand and gingerly took hold of the other end to bring it into her hand. "Thank you."

Wen Nan lowered her eyes to look at the fry dangling from her fingertips, paused for a moment, shook her head, and smiled helplessly.

Yu Shujun frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

Wen Nan raised her hand, sucked the oil and salt off her fingertips from the fry, and casually replied, "Nothing."

Just as Yu Shujun wanted to ask more questions, Wen Nan’s phone rang.

The caller ID showed [Chenchen (Wife-Limited Edition)].

Wen Nan answered and heard a coquettish voice on the other end, "Honey~ where did you run off to? Did you get up and go to the office yourself? Didn’t even give me a good morning kiss and just left? I’m so heartbroken."

Wen Nan couldn’t help but glance at the person beside him, seeing Yu Shujun already standing up and starting to clear the table. He replied, "I haven’t left, just finished the new breakfast Alex prepared, will be back soon."

"You’d better hurry, or I’ll have a bad mood from waking up. Hanging up now," She added, "Brush your teeth before coming to bed this time, I don’t want to taste Alex’s experimental cooking that could give me a stomachache."

After hanging up, Yu Shujun had already picked up the tray and was walking out, "I’ll go prepare the car."

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When Wen Nan returned to the bedroom, Zhuang Yichen was lying on the bed scrolling on the phone, with eyes focused on the screen, completely oblivious to Wen Nan approaching.

Wen Nan walked over and caught a glimpse of a group chat called "Secret Dinner Planning Group" on the phone.

Zhuang Yichen then realized Wen Nan was near, quickly put his phone away, turned off the screen, and then lifted his arm to wrap around Wen Nan’s neck, "Why are you just coming back, darling~"

Wen Nan casually asked, "What were you chatting about, so intently?"

"Never mind," Zhuang Yichen pouted, moving close to sniff at Wen Nan’s lips, "There’s no taste of Alex’s breakfast, you brushed your teeth," then moved his nose to Wen Nan’s neck, frowning, "But, there’s a familiar scent, faint, yet feminine... have you been fooling around with other women?"

Wen Nan did not answer her question, merely raised an eyebrow and quietly watched her.

Remembering the terms of their marriage agreement not to interfere in each other’s private lives, Zhuang Yichen snorted softly and didn’t pursue it further. Instead, she said, "What’s there to eat in Alex’s brunch that takes so long, might as well... eat my cherries?"

With that, Zhuang Yichen exerted some strength, lying back onto the bed, pulling Wen Nan onto her.

Wen Nan’s hands were forced to brace on either side of her head, looking down at her, felt a bit indebted to Alex, decided to speak favorably, "The new dish this time is quite good, though the Eggs Benedict needs more work, but those sweet potato fries are well done, crisp, and flavorful, worth a try."

Zhuang Yichen hummed lightly upon hearing this, "What’s so great about sweet potato fries, if it’s a potato, I only love purple yams, distinct exterior patterns and large enough in size."

Wen Nan gave her a meaningful look, "You better be talking about purple yams."

Zhuang Yichen chuckled, "Why wouldn’t I be?" placing her hand on the golden fabric, "I want to try now."

About to go to work, Wen Nan didn’t linger much longer with Zhuang Yichen, quickly disentangled from the cool large bed, tidied up his clothes, and headed out.

Just as he was about to disappear at the door, Zhuang Yichen called from behind him, "Husband, tonight, you must come home for dinner, okay?"

Wen Nan paused, turned to look at her, nodded, "Okay."

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Upon leaving Zhuang Yichen’s bedroom, Wen Nan went to Qiqi’s guest room, finding the kid still watching some special video on the phone, barely having changed position from when Wen Nan left.

Wen Nan helplessly went up, snatched the phone from her.

"Ah! Great Saint’s stick just got in! It’s the climax! Give it back!" Qiqi jumped up from the bed, waving her arms to grab the phone back.

Wen Nan raised his arm high, keeping it out of her reach.

Qiqi simply jumped on Wen Nan, wrapping her legs around his waist, stretching her hands up, fingers clawing at the phone case.

Wen Nan looked at the dark circles under her eyes, sighed, "Internet-addicted girl, not going to work?"

Hearing the word "work," Qiqi immediately deflated like a balloon, "Why do we have to get up early for work every day."

Wen Nan said helplessly, "This seems like your first day getting up early for work, right?"

"So what if it’s the first day, I’m already getting tired of it." said Qiqi, sliding off Wen Nan, shoulders drooping, trudging heavily toward the bathroom.

Wen Nan caught up, asking, "You know what kind of banquet Zhuang Yichen is preparing?"

Qiqi just put the toothbrush into her mouth, speaking incoherently, "For your birthday."

Wen Nan: "...What? Whose birthday?"

Qiqi spat out the foam, toothbrush pointing at Wen Nan, "Yours!"

Wen Nan was stunned, "My birthday today?"

He himself didn’t even know?

"I’m your sister, not your mom, why are you asking me to confirm this." Qiqi shook her head.

Wen Nan pulled up his background profile from the system to confirm, indeed, his identity in this instance had a birthday today.

Looks like when getting the license, Zhuang Yichen saw it on his document and then... wanted to give him a surprise?

"How did you know about the birthday dinner?" Wen Nan asked.

"I snuck into their dinner planning group chat." Qiqi replied casually.

Wen Nan squinted his eyes, looking at her with scrutiny, "Stayed just one night and you infiltrated that group chat, now conspiring with them to keep it from me?"

Qiqi realized she slipped, quickly moved close to Wen Nan, said, "Bro, pretend you don’t know this, absolutely don’t let them know it leaked from me, or they will kick me out of the group."

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"Birthday... dinner?"

On the other side, as Yu Shujun just sat in the driver’s seat, she immediately received a call from Zhuang Yichen, instructing her to make sure to bring back the guest of honor before the end of the day.

"Tie him up if you have to," Zhuang Yichen’s slender voice coming through the phone, "Xiao Jun, this is all up to you."

After hanging up, Yu Shujun sat alone in the car, staring blankly ahead.

This should just be Ye Jiu’s new identity’s birthday in this instance, maybe that person doesn’t even know they have a birthday today.

But since there’s going to be a birthday dinner...

Yu Shujun lowered her eyes.

She wanted to give the other party a gift, a gift significant enough to move them, enabling her another chance.