When Wen Wu opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning.
Still groggy, she instinctively tried to burrow back into the man’s arms—
—but grabbed nothing but air.
The warmth beside her had long turned cold. Realizing Qin Yu had already left, she stretched lazily and sat up from the blanket.
The thin silk quilt slid off her body, revealing her fair, delicate skin.
However, the skin that was usually smooth like satin was now covered in mottled marks.
Like clusters of red plum blossoms blooming in winter snow — striking and impossible to ignore.
Her elegant neck, delicate collarbones, even her legs bore traces everywhere.
At a glance, anyone could tell how crazy Qin Yu had been last night.
Wen Wu lifted the blanket and got out of bed. Because Qin Yu had laid the carpet extremely thick, she stepped barefoot onto the floor.
She casually picked up a shawl from the sofa to cover the kiss marks on her chest and walked toward the door.
But before she got close— she suddenly felt a tug on her ankle.
Looking down, she froze for a moment.
She…
had been chained by Qin Yu?
Just now she had been half-asleep and only wanted to find him, not noticing anything unusual. Only now did she fully wake up.
Yet Wen Wu wasn’t angry.
Instead, she curiously sat back on the bed and examined the chain.
She thought she had comforted him last night — who knew he silently locked her up again.
Last night Qin Yu had been too wild; even her calves and the tops of her feet were covered in marks.
Touching the anklet chain, she murmured:
“Mm… it’s even a gold chain.”
Afraid of hurting her, Qin Yu had specially made the ankle cuff soft and padded.
Just as Wen Wu was carefully admiring it— the bedroom door suddenly opened.
The moment Qin Yu entered, he saw his Wu-wu sitting there holding the chain.
He immediately lowered his head guiltily.
But he didn’t regret doing it. He simply couldn’t endure Wen Wu leaving again.
He placed the breakfast in front of her and stood silently nearby.
The pathological obsession in his eyes was undisguised.
He had already prepared himself for her disgust.
Prepared for her to throw the food at him.
Madman. Pervert. Disgusting.
She could curse anything— as long as she didn’t leave him.
Because he would never let go of her.
Wen Wu tilted her head, puzzled at his silence.
She stretched her arms toward him and spoke in a coquettish tone:
“Ah Yu, hug.”
Qin Yu abruptly looked up in shock, unable to hide the darkness in his eyes.
He had expected a slap.
Instead— he received a sweet embrace.
“Wu… Wu-wu…You’re not blaming me?”
Hearing his cautious question, the girl smiled charmingly.
“Why would I blame you?”
“Ah Yu, I really like this gold chain! And this fluffy cuff on the ankle is so cute.”
Watching her excitedly share her fondness, the obsessive gleam in Qin Yu’s eyes grew brighter.
His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
She didn’t blame him — she even liked the gift.
His lips curved upward uncontrollably; the monster inside him was almost breaking free.
But wanting her to pity him more — or perhaps to test her limits — he suppressed the smile.
Moisture gathered in his eyes, his voice humble and pitiful.
“Wu-wu, I’m sorry…I just want you to stay by my side. I’m afraid you won’t want me anymore.If you really don’t like it, I’ll unlock it.”
Wen Wu knew he was retreating to advance.
Yet instead of disgust, she found him adorable.
He wanted unconditional favoritism — she would give it.
“No. Ah Yu, I think it looks really nice.”
“Thank you.”
His heart pounded faster; even his hands trembled with excitement.
He never expected his baby to favor him so deeply.
“Wu-wu…”
He bent down and hugged her tightly, burying his flushed eyes into her neck.
He loved her so much.
So much he wished he could swallow her whole.
Then she could never leave him again.
“Ah Yu, I’m hungry.”
Pulled out of his emotional trance, Qin Yu immediately sat on the bed and let her sit obediently on his lap.
He picked up the breakfast, blew on the porridge, and fed her spoonful by spoonful.
Watching her eat happily, he couldn’t help kissing the corner of her lips.
“Is it good, Wu-wu?”
“Very good! Ah Yu, it’s even better than what I ate that day.”
She swallowed a mouthful of soup dumpling and praised sincerely.
Seeing the faint relief and hidden joy on his face, she suddenly realized something.
“Ah Yu… you didn’t make all this yourself, did you?”
He nodded shyly, ears reddening.
“Wow, baby, you’re amazing.I love you so much, Ah Yu.”
Her repeated praise made him both happy and bashful.
Especially when she called him baby — his breathing suddenly turned heavy.
Desire surged in his eyes as if to devour her.
“Mm… Ah Yu, it’s poking… uncomfortable…”
Her unknowing words made him suffer even more.
He quickly lifted her onto the bed and rushed into the bathroom.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he took a deep breath.
Don’t scare Wu-wu.
Only after calming down did he return.
Seeing the leftover breakfast, he hugged her again.
“Ah Yu, I’m full… there’s still so much left.”
“It’s okay, Wu-wu. I’ll eat it.”
He finished everything she had left behind.
Since Wen Wu came back, Qin Yu had no intention of going to the company.
All morning he stayed clingy beside her in the bedroom.
Then he showed her the wardrobe he prepared.
The rooms were filled with her brand-new couture clothes, shoes, jewelry, and treasures.
From now on— he would cherish and pamper Wen Wu like a goddess.