The two sat on the sofa.
Gu Yan wrapped his arm around Wen Miaomiao’s shoulder, narrowed his dark eyes, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, “Where did you go to play today?”
Wen Miaomiao pushed him away with a displeased expression, recalling what her sister had said earlier.
“Do you… treat me like a canary?”
Gu Yan was momentarily stunned, then lazily leaned back against the sofa. Seeing how adorable she looked even when angry, he couldn’t hide the affection in his eyes and raised a handsome eyebrow.
“What kind of golden hamster?”
Wen Miaomiao repeated, “A canary! The kind kept in a cage! A sparrow with a golden edge!”
Gu Yan let out an “oh,” then looked her over with a gaze tinged with desire.
“I thought it was a peacock.”
“Ah… I don’t care what kind of bird it is. Why won’t you let me go out? You keep me locked up every day. Believe it or not, I’ll go report you to the police!”
Wen Miaomiao’s face flushed with anger, her cheeks slightly red.
Gu Yan stared at her, catching the key detail. “Who won’t let you go out?”
Wen Miaomiao replied, “Butler Bai!”
Gu Yan immediately turned his head and called out coldly, “Butler Bai, come here.”
Soon.
Butler Bai hurried over, standing respectfully before the two, bowing slightly with his hands clasped in front of him.
“Young Master, what are your orders?”
Gu Yan glared at him coldly and asked, “Did you prevent the young mistress from going out today? Why?”
Butler Bai broke into a sweat and quickly replied, “Not long ago, you instructed that the young mistress was not to leave the villa…”
Gu Yan thought for a moment, then said, “That was ages ago! You’re getting old, and your memory is failing. Isn’t it time for you to retire?”
Butler Bai immediately knelt on the ground, pleading desperately.
“Young Master, please don’t fire me. I won’t dare do it again.”
Wen Miaomiao was startled and glanced at Gu Yan, only to find his expression terrifyingly cold.
His gaze was like looking at a lifeless object.
Gu Yan smiled playfully, leaned forward, crossed his long legs, and said with a smirk, “If I don’t fire you, how should I punish you?”
Butler Bai knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and whispered shakily, “As long as I’m not fired, any punishment is fine.”
Gu Yan nodded. “Very well. Then your salary for the next two months will be deducted. Now go.”
Butler Bai: “…”
Gu Yan: “Remember, if you make another mistake, you’ll be out immediately.”
Butler Bai slowly stood up, not daring to lift his head, quickly replied, and turned to leave.
After he was gone.
Gu Yan walked over to Wen Miaomiao, bent down, picked her up in his arms, and carried her upstairs step by step back to the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom.
Wen Miaomiao found a set of pajamas to change into and went to take a shower, seemingly still sulking.
Gu Yan sat on the edge of the bed like an abandoned puppy, his mind filled with thoughts of her.
So he picked up his phone and called his good friend Lu Xingyi.
“Doctor Lu, I have an unspoken secret I’d like to ask you about.”
Lu Xingyi paused for a moment. “Go on.”
Gu Yan gripped his phone, his smile deepening. “It’s like this. Your brother here got married, right? His wife is so adorable. Aren’t you jealous?”
Lu Xingyi: “…Jealous. Get to the point!”
Gu Yan: “I want to do it every day. Is that normal?”
Lu Xingyi replied seriously, “You’re 25, at the peak of your vigor. It’s normal.”
Gu Yan sighed, his voice turning serious. “You know, before, I pretended to be lustful just to disguise myself in the Gu family. But after meeting Miaomiao, I realized I truly love her. I want to be with her all the time, to do it.”
Lu Xingyi’s face darkened. “If you keep showing off your affection, I’ll hang up right now.”
Gu Yan: “Wait, I really have something to ask you. What should I do in my situation? I looked it up online, and it said something about sex addiction.”
Lu Xingyi: “You probably aren’t… Let me put it this way: your attraction to Miss Wen is physical.”
Gu Yan: “Then what should I do? Waiting online, urgent!”
Lu Xingyi’s tone was tinged with impatience, and he really wanted to curse, “Are you crazy?”
But his professionalism wouldn’t allow him to swear.
Lu Xingyi: “Hanging up. Wishing you happiness.”
Just as he was about to hang up, Gu Yan quickly summarized, speaking rapidly, “Wait, because of this, my wife is angry with me. Her constitution is a bit weak—does she need to take any supplements?”
Lu Xingyi fell silent for a few seconds. In his mind, he pictured Gu Yan’s physique: strong, muscular, with eight-pack abs, like a beast. And Wen Miaomiao, delicate and frail… The difference in their builds was significant.
“Gu, you’re asking me about your couple’s matters? Just agree on how often you two have sex! Isn’t that enough?”
Gu Yan sighed again. “We can’t agree. I want it every day.”
Lu Xingyi finally snapped and couldn’t help but curse, “Get lost.”
He hung up directly.
Listening to the cold dial tone, Gu Yan put down his phone and muttered quietly, “Quack doctor.”
And he’s supposed to be the most impressive and youngest Chinese medicine doctor at Central Hospital! Pah! Can’t even solve such a small problem! Go eat shit!
At that moment, Wen Miaomiao, wrapped in a towel, emerged from the bathroom, revealing her snow-white shoulders and her porcelain-clear face, free of makeup. Her short hair was half-wet, and the scent of shower gel wafted toward him.
She walked to the bedside in slippers, picked up the hairdryer, and started drying her hair.
The air was filled with the sweet fragrance unique to girls.
Gu Yan walked up behind her, took the hairdryer, and gently stroked her hair with his large hand. “Let me dry it for you.”
“Mm.” Wen Miaomiao didn’t refuse. She looked into the mirror, where she could see the man’s cold, world-weary face.
After drying her hair, Wen Miaomiao combed it briefly and then slipped under the covers.
“In the future, you can go wherever you want, just be careful.” Gu Yan reached out to hold her as they slept, suddenly speaking.
Wen Miaomiao softly hummed in agreement.
“If you want to go back to your parents’ home, come back before dark, okay?” Gu Yan’s tone carried a note of inquiry.
“Mm.” Wen Miaomiao replied, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.
“I’ll come home every day from now on too, no matter how late I’m busy. I’ll always come home to spend the night.”
Gu Yan held her fragrant, soft body, and his expression soon grew restless. He desperately wanted to kiss her, pressing his lips to her collarbone…
“Wife, I want you.”
Wen Miaomiao was quickly ignited by him and agreed, after all, she always enjoyed it quite a bit herself.
And Gu Yan was in good shape, with great stamina, so she didn’t even have to move.
“Okay, but at most twice.”
With permission granted, Gu Yan no longer had to restrain himself. He flipped over, pressing down on her delicate form, one hand braced beside her, the other slowly sliding to her waist, then lifting her slender, pale leg…
That night.
Passion knew no bounds.
The next day, 8 a.m.
The two went downstairs for breakfast, with Gu Yan brewing a mischievous idea in his mind.