CHAPTER 469: CHAPTER 350 DON’T TOUCH WHAT’S MINE

To prevent her "little birthday star" from discovering any clues, Zhuang Yichen set the main venue of the party by the pool in the villa’s backyard.

She called in a few temporary workers to set up long tables and hung the garden with colorful lights, arranging buffet tables everywhere.

Alex was in charge of the Western buffet and drinks, while the dinner on the main long table was handled by a few seasoned Chinese chefs.

She also ordered a cake tower, planning to bring it out when dinner started.

Once everything was ready, Zhuang Yichen led everyone back into the living room, turned off the lights, and hid sneakily in various corners, waiting for the arrival of the male lead of the night.

Zhuang Yichen lay on the carpet behind the sofa, took out her phone, and bombarded her assistant with messages, constantly asking where he was and repeatedly reminding him not to let anything slip.

Assistant Xiao Jun didn’t say much and simply sent a real-time location.

Zhuang Yichen lay on the carpet, staring intently at the little dot on the map until it coincided with the position of her front door.

Then, with a "click," the door was opened.

At the moment the living room light was turned on, Zhuang Yichen jumped out first, and the ribbon in her hand exploded with a bang in front of Wen Nan.

Ribbons wrapped with condensed snowflakes and tiny ice chips sprayed onto Wen Nan’s face.

"Surprise!"

Zhuang Yichen wore a pointy little paper hat on her head, raised both hands, and smiled broadly at the man in front of her.

The room full of men and women followed suit, all throwing their props onto Wen Nan.

In an instant, Wen Nan was turned into a colorful "snowman," he raised his hand to wipe off the icy ribbons from his face and looked at Zhuang Yichen in surprise, "Oh my god, what’s going on? What day is it today?"

Yu Shujun, having just parked the car, was walking to the door and hearing Wen Nan’s words, tilted his head to look at the man’s back, amazed at how he could deliver such exaggerated and false lines with a straight face.

Yet Zhuang Yichen thoroughly enjoyed this flamboyant style. Not only did she not feel embarrassed, but she also didn’t suspect he was acting. Instead, she beamed and pounced forward, hugging Wen Nan’s waist and coquettishly twisting,

"It’s your birthday, hubby~ Have you been so busy you forgot it yourself? I still remember it crystal clear. I’ve been so busy organizing your birthday party today that my feet haven’t touched the ground!"

As she said this, Zhuang Yichen lifted her face, almost wanting to write on it: See how capable your wife is? Praise me.

With such a thought in mind, Zhuang Yichen leaned her entire upper body against Wen Nan, stood on her tiptoes, and puckered her lips.

However, Wen Nan just raised a hand and gently pinched her chin, "With Chenchen like this, how could I bear to let go in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yichen’s boastful smile faded, her expression turned much colder —

In such an occasion, did he have to remind her that they were only in a contract marriage that would soon end?

Hmph, man, if you don’t want to let go, don’t let go, isn’t being a couple for life better?

Thinking this way, but quite drenched with cold water, Zhuang Yichen no longer asked for a kiss, released her arms from his waist, and pulled Wen Nan into the living room,

"Hubby, I’ve called over my best friends and girlfriends, and while celebrating your birthday, I’ll introduce them to you~"

The friends in Zhuang Yichen’s small circle were all raised on pedestals like her. Even if they wouldn’t admit it, whenever someone in their circle got into a relationship, they would inevitably pull their partners out to compare.

Zhuang Yichen’s flash marriage now carried the label within the circle of "giving up a perfect second-generation official arranged by parents for some random guy from an unknown background on a marriage website," "almost thirty, yet acting like a rebellious teenager making impulsive decisions."

With three parts sympathy, three parts curiosity, and four parts looking for a spectacle, the beauties and charmers in the small circle gathered in Zhuang Yichen’s spacious mansion, all with inquisitive eyes looking at the man she was holding.

And then, at the moment they saw the man’s face clearly, everyone’s expression of waiting for a show simultaneously switched to surprise, envy, and jealousy—

"Can a random roadside find on a dating website really be this perfect?""Why is this man so charming?""Why did Zhuang Yichen get such a good deal and not me?""It’s just because I got married too soon, missed out like this.""Even if married, it’s not impossible to make a move on a friend’s husband, right?"

Thinking this way, several people, after Zhuang Yichen’s introduction, hurried to the side of tonight’s main man. Two who were close even reached out, thinking they were sneaky enough to cop a feel.

However, just as their fingers were about to touch the muscles of Wen Nan’s arm, a golden light glimmered around him, and those surrounding him were simultaneously knocked off their feet.

Those standing far staggered a few steps back, barely steadying themselves, while those close fell directly on their backs, bewildered at what just happened.

Zhuang Yichen stepped forward, hugged Wen Nan’s arm, and half-jokingly said, "Sister Hua, is this what it means to fall at my husband’s feet, losing the ability to walk?"

As she said this, she led Wen Nan toward the backyard without looking back and instructed, "Aunt Zhang, quickly help Sister Hua. At her age, with osteoporosis, a fall could crack her tailbone."