CHAPTER 225: 204: LITTLE ZHI SAID SHE SAW YOU TAKING SOMEONE ELSE HOME.

"Mmm..."

The girl pushed against the man’s shoulders twice.

Somehow, even though this intimate act had been done countless times before, she still found herself unable to catch her breath.

Shi Wei leaned back slightly, his thin, lightly flushed lips glinting under the chandelier’s light.

He patted the little girl’s back, his fingertips brushing over her lips. A pleasant chuckle rumbled from his throat.

Yu Zhi turned to the side, deciding she didn’t even want to bother saying things like "don’t do this next time" anymore.

She held a glass cup in her arms, silently sipping her juice, choosing not to engage with him for now.

"Zhizhi, Chen Yan’s wedding date has been moved up," Shi Wei clung to her again.

Like someone afflicted with a craving for touch, he held her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, occasionally planting kisses on the side of her neck.

"Why?" Yu Zhi raised her brows in surprise.

She still remembered that the Chen Family’s marriage to Yu Xinman was initially set for Christmas, but it hadn’t been that long.

Not only had the engagement party been held, but the wedding was now on the schedule too.

"There’s no real benefit to the Yu Family alliance anyway; they just want to complete the task I handed over sooner."

Until they met his satisfaction, Chen Yan’s leg couldn’t be treated.

To the Chen Family, marrying Yu Xinman earlier was the only way to deliver results to him.

"When has it been moved to?"

"Thursday."

Yu Zhi’s expression was rather indescribable: "The day after tomorrow?"

She thought "moved up" meant at least another two to three weeks, but to her surprise, it was so soon.

Shi Wei replied nonchalantly, sucking on the tender skin at the base of her neck: "Zhizhi, can your Poisonous Insect make someone stand again?"

"Are you planning to use it on Chen Yan?"

"Hmm, just for a while."

Yu Zhi stroked the glass cup, seemingly understanding his intentions. She tilted her head slightly and gave his cheek a playful squeeze.

"Shi Wei, you’re so bad."

The girl shot him a coquettish glance, a trace of unconscious seduction flashing in her gaze, tantalizingly alluring.

The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice, his gaze lingering on her slightly swollen, luscious lips for a few seconds before reluctantly looking away.

He stroked the soft flesh around her slender waist, his voice hoarse in an instant: "No matter how bad, I’m still your husband."

The man at this moment was akin to a wolf locked in a cage for far too long—once he fixated on something, no cage could hold him back.

Yu Zhi sensed the "dangerous" aura emanating from him. Afraid he might close in silently again, she quickly climbed onto his neck obediently.

She said seriously, "Just using the Poisonous Insect might not be enough. You’ll need some silver needles too."

Knowing the little girl was trying to redirect his attention, Shi Wei didn’t expose her, instead playing along good-naturedly: "Alright, I’ll leave this ’operation’ to Zhizhi."

"No problem. Then you can arrange a time with them now." Yu Zhi, who hadn’t done anything hands-on for a while, felt an itching urge.

Her light brown almond-shaped eyes lit up with excitement, as if impatient to try out an experiment on the "white mouse."

Shi Wei shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Alright, now."

Don’t be fooled by the indifferent and aloof air she gave off, as though nothing was of interest to her—the truth was, her mind was bursting with crafty little ideas. She was mischievous to the core.

But those very machinations happened to strike right at his heart, making him treasure her all the more.

**

Yushui Bay.

The mouthwatering aroma wafted through the air.

Even without approaching the door, the fragrance lured in anyone’s appetite, bringing along an undeniable pang of hunger.

Elegantly dressed, the man strode toward the source of the aroma, a hint of a smile hinted on his handsome face.

"Click—"

A soft sound came from the entryway.

Sitting by the dining table, Ruan Yuan dashed over in a blink, her toes pushing off the ground as she leapt into the man’s arms, holding onto him tightly.

"Shi Yin, I missed you so much." She planted a kiss on the corner of his lips, her sparkling eyes full of joy.

Their close intimacy over this period had made Shi Yin accustomed to her unabashed affection.

Yet his ears still tinged with a faint blush.

He adjusted the octopus-like woman, keeping her from falling off as he walked to the dining table.

"I told you not to wait for me." Looking at the beautiful spread of dishes on the table, Shi Yin felt a mix of sourness and fullness in his heart.

Touched, he also felt a pang of guilt for her.

Hearing the reproachful yet concerned tone in his voice, Ruan Yuan’s smile grew even brighter.

She pouted slightly, "I want a kiss."

Shi Yin’s gaze fell on her lips, leaning down to grant her wish with their daily ritual.

The atmosphere grew increasingly amorous. The man originally intended for the kiss to be brief, but he lingered in her intoxicating rose-scented fragrance, deepening the touch.

If it weren’t for the wrong timing, or the rich fragrance still lingering from the dishes...

He feared he couldn’t pull himself away from this soul-stirring dance.

"Let’s eat first." Shi Yin kissed her cheek lightly, his husky voice soft.

Sitting beside her, he picked up a porcelain bowl, scooped some soup, and handed it to her.

"How did that business deal go today?" Ruan Yuan’s gaze shifted from the bowl to the gentle contour of his profile.

Even before taking a sip of soup, her stomach felt inexplicably warm.

"Pretty smooth. The contract is signed now."

"That’s great! Another deal added for us."

"..."

After chatting about work for a while, Ruan Yuan couldn’t help but remember a phone call she received earlier from the girl.

She served the man a piece of fish, her tone casual: "Little Zhi said she saw you driving a woman home. You didn’t let her sit in the front seat, did you?"

"I didn’t." Shi Yin took a bite of his food, his expression remaining unchanged: "She wanted to sit there, but I refused."

Since confirming their relationship, she’d once remarked during a car ride that "the front seat should only be reserved for my girlfriend."

He remembered it clearly and had always adhered to it.

"Was she one of our business partners?"

Shi Yin shook his head: "An old classmate, seems like she recently returned from abroad." He paused before adding, "She said she couldn’t find a ride, so I drove her."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Yuan raised an eyebrow, half-believing the label given to the girl’s supposed rival.

Earlier, the man had sent her his location, which was prime territory where taxis swarmed. How could not finding a ride be possible?

Only he, so credulous, could be deceived.

"Were you close back then?" She casually leaned against his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his as she continued to eat.

"Not really. She treated me to dinner once."

"Just the two of you?"

Shi Yin responded faintly, recounting every detail of where they ate and what dishes they had, all without leaving anything out.