International Hotel, third floor.
The two took their seats and ordered their meals.
Gu Yan proactively served her food, his movements practiced.
“Why did you cut your hair short?” he suddenly asked.
Wen Miaomiao pursed her lips and replied softly, “I’ve always had short hair. It only grew long when I was abroad.”
Gu Yan studied her, his eyes filled with admiration and affection.
“Hmm, short hair looks quite pretty, it’s just…”
Wen Miaomiao had a small, round face with doe-like eyes. Paired with her short hair and straight bangs, she looked even more adorable and innocent.
Gu Yan continued casually, “I heard you have a gentle and soft personality? Quiet and reserved?”
Wen Miaomiao’s face immediately flushed red. “Yes.”
Gu Yan let out a meaningful “oh.” During those three months abroad, this girl had been quite bold—wavy long hair, lace miniskirts, exquisite makeup, and every gesture exuding charm…
“Don’t bring up the past,” Wen Miaomiao said quickly, knowing exactly what this scoundrel was thinking.
“That was my other personality.”
Gu Yan curved his lips into a smile. “Oh? Are you a Gemini?”
Wen Miaomiao was taken aback. “How did you know?”
“I just… know everything. Gemini.”
Gu Yan’s smile deepened, his gaze almost smoldering, his voice low and magnetic.
“Baby, we’re so compatible. I’m a Gemini too.”
Wen Miaomiao couldn’t take it anymore. She lowered her head and focused on eating, not wanting to speak, her mind racing about how to safely get through tonight.
As they ate,
Gu Yan suddenly asked, “Will you move into my place tomorrow?”
Wen Miaomiao’s vision darkened, her heart uneasy. “Can we not move so soon…?”
Gu Yan frowned slightly, showing displeasure.
“You’re my wife. Isn’t it appropriate for us not to live together?”
“It is appropriate.”
“…”
Gu Yan was both amused and annoyed. He reached out and pinched Wen Miaomiao’s soft, plump cheek, lowering his voice with a hint of threat. “Don’t think just because you’re cute, you can have your way in everything.”
Wen Miaomiao bit her lip. “I’ll move in a few days.”
Gu Yan’s expression darkened. “Move tomorrow! I’ll help you.”
Wen Miaomiao thought to herself, It’s over, it’s over. What am I going to do tonight?
She wasn’t on her period—how could she refuse?
Her little tricks would definitely be seen through.
After lunch, Gu Yan gave her the afternoon to move her belongings into his private residence.
With a heavy heart, Wen Miaomiao took a taxi home.
Wen Family Villa.
Only Mother Wen and her sister-in-law, Lin Nuo, were home.
Lin Nuo immediately asked curiously, “Miaomiao, did you get the marriage certificate?”
Wen Miaomiao nodded and showed them the freshly issued marriage certificate.
Mother Wen sighed. From now on, her Miaomiao would be someone’s wife.
“Did you meet the third young master of the Gu family? What’s he like?” Lin Nuo asked with concern.
Wen Miaomiao plopped onto the sofa, leaning back limply.
“He’s nice, quite handsome, has a good figure, and respects me.”
Wen Miaomiao turned to her mother, quickly praising Gu Yan to ease her worries.
But Mother Wen felt that Miaomiao was putting on a brave face and couldn’t help but shed tears of heartache…
That Gu Yan had such a terrible reputation—how could he possibly respect Miaomiao?
“Mom, don’t cry. Miaomiao getting married is a good thing, especially to the prestigious Gu family. She’ll have a good life from now on!” Lin Nuo comforted her.
Mother Wen wiped her tears, pulling Wen Miaomiao into her embrace and saying she had been wronged.
Miaomiao’s eyes also reddened.
“Mom… I have to move out tonight.”
Upon hearing this, Mother Wen’s face immediately changed. “Why so rushed?”
Wen Miaomiao was extremely reluctant, forcing a strained smile as she said softly, “Gu Yan likes me very much and wants me to move in with him quickly. Please don’t worry.”
Mother Wen certainly didn’t believe this!
She only felt that Gu Yan was clearly a domineering and forceful person—someone who meant what he said and said what he meant!
Wen Miaomiao comforted her mother a few more times before going upstairs to pack her luggage.
As she packed, she grumbled about her bad luck.
How could she end up in an arranged marriage with Gu Yan even after returning to the country? Could this be her ill-fated destiny?
Or was she being set up?
Once her luggage was packed, she carried her suitcase downstairs.
After bidding farewell to her mother, she asked Uncle Zhang to drive her to the hillside villa.
Seeing her silence, Uncle Zhang spoke up while driving, “Miss Miaomiao, married life isn’t like living at home. Don’t be too soft-spoken, or you’ll easily be taken advantage of.”
“Especially in a wealthy family like the Gu family, where everyone is shrewd. Don’t let yourself be schemed against.”
Wen Miaomiao looked up at Uncle Zhang and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, Uncle. I’ll protect myself.”
A look of helplessness flashed across Uncle Zhang’s face as he sighed.
The car arrived at the hillside villa.
Uncle Zhang helped her unload her luggage before driving away.
Dragging her pink suitcase, Wen Miaomiao stepped inside.
A middle-aged man in a tailcoat approached her and said respectfully, “Miss Wen, I am Butler Bai. The third young master asked me to inform you that he won’t be returning tonight. Please settle in.”
“Dinner will be ready soon.”
Wen Miaomiao felt a surge of joy and replied with a smile, “Alright.”
Butler Bai took the initiative to take her luggage and helped carry it to the bedroom door.
Wen Miaomiao pushed open the bedroom door…
So this was Gu Yan’s room—large and spacious, clean and tidy, with a black, white, and gray color scheme that felt somewhat somber.
Inside the bedroom, there was a living room sofa, an island counter, two bathrooms, a study, and a massive walk-in closet.
Wen Miaomiao placed her suitcase on the floor.
They say you can tell a person by their room, and it was clear that Gu Yan was someone whose heart was extremely difficult for others to reach, including his own family.
Feeling happy today, Wen Miaomiao curled up on the soft leather sofa to rest for a while, went downstairs for dinner, and then returned to the bedroom to play on her phone.
Meanwhile, Butler Bai took a photo of Wen Miaomiao eating and sent it to Madam Liu Yueqin of the Gu family.
Upon seeing it, Madam Liu sneered.
She then instructed Butler Bai to keep a close watch on the two of them and report any actions to her.
At eleven o’clock that night.
Wen Miaomiao drowsily turned off her phone and lay down on the sofa.
Suddenly, a tall figure loomed over her, enveloping her, and she felt herself being lifted into the air as someone picked her up.
“Why are you sleeping on the sofa?” Gu Yan held her in his arms, striding toward the bed.
“Marrying me and sleeping on the sofa? Wen Miaomiao, don’t try to provoke me!”
Wen Miaomiao jolted awake, lying on the soft bed as her eyes filled with panic…
“You… why are you back?”
Gu Yan smirked, sitting on the edge of the bed, a hint of mischief curling at the corner of his lips as his tone lifted teasingly, “Don’t want me back?”
Wen Miaomiao didn’t respond, quickly getting off the bed and crouching on the floor to open her suitcase, pulling out her pink pajamas.
Gu Yan sat there, watching her actions, and teased,
“Aren’t you used to sleeping naked? Why take out pajamas? Treating me like an outsider?”
“…” Wen Miaomiao blushed, clutching her pajamas tightly.
“Wen Miaomiao, you don’t need to act proper in front of me.”
Gu Yan said deliberately, because he preferred her wild, unrestrained side.
“What are you crouching there for? Laying eggs?”
“……”
Wen Miaomiao crouched on the floor, glaring up at him with a face full of indignation.
After a long pause, she finally managed to blurt out, “You’re the one who lays eggs.”
Gu Yan curled his lips into a faint smile, stood up, opened the wardrobe, and took off his white shirt and suit pants, leaving only his underwear.
He climbed into bed, lifted the corner of the blanket, and lay on his side in a seductive pose, gently patting the blanket…
“Come up.”
Wen Miaomiao went to the bathroom to change into her pajamas before quietly slipping into bed.
The man reached out an arm and pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly… as if trying to meld her into his body.
“What’s the point of changing into pajamas? They’ll just come off anyway?” The man chuckled wickedly in her ear, his hands wandering restlessly over her body.
Wen Miaomiao pushed him away, her hand brushing against his chest muscles, her face flushing even redder…
“Don’t mess around.”
“In a moment, you’ll be begging me not to stop.”
“You…”
Gu Yan stripped her bare, his large hands climbing to her peaks. Seeing her flushed and breathless, her eyes hazy with desire, he deliberately held back from taking the next step.
Wen Miaomiao grew restless, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his Adam’s apple…
“Baby, just like that, be more proactive.” Gu Yan finally let go of all restraint, giving her pleasure.
Tonight, there would be no sleep.