Volume 1 Chapter 4: A Yandere CEO with Love Brain Won’t Easily Let His Wife Leave
Wen Suhe was nearly overwhelmed by Qiao Yin’s cuteness.
He knew perfectly well that Qiao Yin’s hesitation likely stemmed from not wanting to hold a wedding with him.
Yet he couldn’t resist when Qiao Yin acted cute and coquettish.
If anyone else tried to act cute, he’d only find it artificial and disgusting.
But when Qiao Yin did it, Wen Suhe felt his adrenaline surge. He gripped her waist, pulling her closer to his thighs.
“Wen Suhe, what are you doing!”
“What are you trying to do!”
“We’re about to eat! Don’t get any bad ideas about cooking while eating!”
Qiao Yin trembled internally, her gaze soft and gentle. “Husband, designing it ourselves would be meaningful. Don’t you trust me?”
“I trust you.”
Those two words were enough.
She could delay, delay, and delay some more.
Hehe.
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“We’ll design it together.”
Wen Suhe added leisurely.
No more hehe.
(っ╭╮)っ
Qiao Yin felt bitter inside.
She couldn’t bring herself to smile.
Lunch passed without her tasting anything. The moment she finished eating, Qiao Yin wanted to escape from Wen Suhe.
Clearly, a yandere CEO with love brain wouldn’t easily let his wife leave.
Qiao Yin was taken to the restroom. Staring at the large bed before her, she faintly felt her legs going weak again.
“I just woke up, I’m not sleepy.”
Wen Suhe sat at the foot of the bed, pulling her onto his lap and wrapping his arms around her waist. “Perfect timing then. Let’s do something fun.”
Was this digging her own grave?
Qiao Yin pretended not to understand. “What thing?”
Wen Suhe buried his face in her shoulder, breathing in her delicate fragrance. Just a deep breath was enough to easily arouse his desire, hardly requiring any effort from Qiao Yin.
Before meeting Qiao Yin, Wen Suhe had always considered himself an ascetic man.
Now he knew it was just about meeting the right person.
The tingling sensation in the hollow of her shoulder made Qiao Yin shiver. Even after all this time, she still couldn’t handle Wen Suhe’s intimate gestures.
But she had grown accustomed to using pretense to protect herself. Since everyone wanted her to be good, she’d play the good girl for them.
“Are you sleepy?” Qiao Yin continued feigning ignorance. “You should rest for a while.”
Wen Suhe tightened his grip around her waist, pressing her soft body tightly against him.
The prominent presence between them was too obvious for Qiao Yin to ignore.
Damn man!!!
She hadn’t done anything, yet he could still get turned on!
“Good Baby, will you stay with me?”
Is that really just about sleeping?
“I suddenly have inspiration for the ring! You sleep by yourself!” Qiao Yin pushed against Wen Suhe’s shoulders. “Inspiration is fleeting. I might forget it in a moment.”
“Really?”
Wen Suhe remained unmoved like a mountain. His usually cool eyes now clouded with desire, making him exceptionally alluring.
“Yes.”
Wen Suhe curled his lips. “Alright then, Good Baby, go draw. I want to see the design draft before we leave work.”
Oh
Treating me like your employee!
Fine, employee it is!
As Qiao Yin tried to get up, the hand around her waist showed no intention of letting go.
Let go already!
Pervert!
Bastard!
Qiao Yin cursed inwardly.
“Good Baby, do you need me to accompany you then?”
“No!”
Qiao Yin froze.
Had she refused too quickly?
“I mean, you already had three meetings this morning and still have work this afternoon. You must be tired and should rest more. No need to accompany me.” Qiao Yin desperately tried to cover up her mistake.
Wen Suhe’s gaze grew increasingly profound, his eyes revealing emotions Qiao Yin couldn’t decipher.
Damn!
Should she smooth things over?
Qiao Yin didn’t want to.
Her body stiffened as she waited to see what would happen.
“Good Baby, what misunderstanding do you have about my energy?” Wen Suhe removed his glasses and placed them aside casually. “I’ll always have time to accompany you.”
His handsome face drew closer, planting warm, lingering kisses on her lips.
Hot, wet, and electrifying.
Extremely aggressive, domineering and forceful.
Qiao Yin couldn’t escape at all. Her stiff body gradually softened beneath his touch.
Her consciousness grew scattered, her mind hazily recalling their first night together.
The first question Wen Suhe had asked her was “Do you know how to kiss?”
She didn’t, shaking her head timidly.
Then he had pressed her onto his lap and taken her first kiss.
Perhaps her innocent, vulnerable appearance had attracted Wen Suhe, as she was kept at Shanshui Garden that very night.
Wen Suhe gently patted her frail, slender shoulder. “Just one kiss and you’ve gone so soft, Good Baby. You’re so sensitive~”
Qiao Yin’s lips were red and swollen from kissing, her eyes dazed as her fingers clutched his white shirt.
The neatly pressed shirt became crumpled, creating a fallen beauty aesthetic – like an aloof, ascetic god being dragged down from his altar.
Wen Suhe licked his lips regretfully. “Good Baby, is the inspiration still there?”
“It’s there.”
There my foot!
She had been lying to him from the start.
So disobedient~
Do you really have to go draw that ring?
Suppressing his desire, Wen Suhe carried her out.
Qiao Yin found herself sitting in Wen Suhe’s chair again, her mind as muddled as paste. As for the ring? Completely no ideas.
Surprisingly, Wen Suhe didn’t disturb her, returning to the restroom alone.
With Qiao Yin around, Wen Suhe found work hours much more bearable.
As long as he could return to the restroom and see his beloved, his mood couldn’t be better.
Without inspiration but remembering Wen Suhe’s words, Qiao Yin perfunctorily started drawing on the computer.
Just a circle.
That’s it.
Bored, Qiao Yin spaced out until the office phone suddenly rang.
Could she answer it?
The day she was gifted to Wen Suhe, her father hadn’t let her bring anything.
This call definitely wasn’t for her.
When the secretary showed no response, Qiao Yin hesitated but her hand had already picked up the black receiver.
A gentle female voice came through the receiver.
“Su Su.”
“Hello.” Qiao Yin greeted politely. “President Wen isn’t available. May I ask who you are and what this is regarding? I can relay the message.”
She was temporarily cosplaying as Wen Suhe’s assistant.
The gentle voice replied: “I’m Su Su’s mother, Su Zengrou. Your voice sounds unfamiliar. Are you a newly hired assistant, or the wife he recently married without telling us?”
Oh no!
Discovered.
Nervous, Qiao Yin remained silent for a long moment.
“Don’t be afraid. Both his father and I have been hoping he would marry and have children. Family background and status don’t matter – what matters is that he’s happy. Come back to the old residence with Su Su for dinner tonight. We should have met much earlier.”
“He never brings you home, making us seem like some evil in-laws.”
Wen Suhe’s mother sounded so gentle. Just from her voice, she seemed like an elegant, beautiful woman.
Qiao Yin didn’t want to meet Wen Suhe’s parents. She would leave eventually anyway.
No need to get too involved with Wen Suhe’s parents.
“Your name is Yin Yin, right? We’ll be waiting for you at the old residence tonight. Remember to tell Su Su later. Looking forward to meeting you.”
Su Zengrou’s tone sounded genuinely happy.
Qiao Yin couldn’t bring herself to refuse, and the other party didn’t give her a chance to before hanging up.
When Wen Suhe returned to the office, he found his darling sitting listlessly on the sofa reading.
“Good Baby, is the ring design draft finished?”