you are my joy

Qiao Zhiqin grabbed a handful of hair and continued to push him.

"Your hair is already dry, go quickly!"

If she continued to blow, she was really worried that there would be nothing left of her.

A low laugh escaped Yan Chenyu's throat, he turned off the hair dryer, pinched her cheek, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Watching him enter the bathroom, Qiao Zhiqin took the hair dryer, dried her still damp hair, and got into the quilt again.

Thinking of their various wanton behaviors just now, the blush crept up on his face again, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

Ten minutes later, Yan Chenyu walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. He saw the girl on the bed blinking at him, and his mood instantly improved.

He walked to the bed, sat down, and kissed Qiao Zhiqin's soft and tender little face.

"Waiting for me?"

Qiao Zhiqin didn't answer, but took the towel in Yan Chenyu's hand to wipe his hair.

"There is no change of clothes for me here. Can you ask your assistant to deliver a set tomorrow morning?"

She only realized this problem just now.

Her clothes were all soaked by him in the bathroom, and she would definitely not be able to wear them tomorrow. After much deliberation, she could only ask his assistant to send her a set of clothes.

Yan Chenyu tapped her slightly furrowed eyebrows.

"Everything you can think of, mom has thought of it for you."

Qiao Zhiqin was confused, "Huh?"

"The cloakroom has prepared clothes for you, from underwear to outerwear."

Qiao Zhiqin was stunned immediately, looking surprised.

"Your mother, she..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Chenyu interrupted with narrowed eyes.

"my mother?"

Qiao Zhiqin moved her lips and changed her title.

"Mom... why did she suddenly accept me?"

Yan Chenyu took the towel in her hand and threw it aside, then turned on the hair dryer to dry her hair.

"You have taken all the shares of Sun Technology in exchange. If she doesn't accept you, wouldn't you be breaking your promise?"

Qiao Zhiqin lay on the bed wrapped in quilt, thought seriously for two seconds, and shook her head seriously.

"wrong."

"What's wrong?" Yan Chenyu gave her a confused look, turned off the hair dryer and put it in the drawer.

Qiao Zhiqin had a serious look on her face, "Mom, her attitude towards me doesn't seem like a compromise."

Yan Chenyu chuckled lightly, lifted the quilt and got on the bed, reaching out and wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

"Perhaps...she herself has tasted the sweetness of love."

Qiao Zhiqin's attention was completely focused on what Yan Chenyu said, and she didn't notice the palm falling from her waist.

After hearing his words, a pair of eyes widened, and worry flashed in them.

"Love? Mom, could she..."

From the look on her face, it was clear that she was thinking wrongly, and Yan Chenyu hit her on the head in a fit of laughter and tears.

"Where are you thinking! Can the brain circuit of your little head be any clearer?"

Qiao Zhiqin blinked her eyes, retreated into the quilt with a guilty conscience, and asked in a weak tone:

"No... isn't it?"

"Dad has been secretly in love with mom for many years, and it was only recently that the secret love turned into a clear love."

Qiao Zhiqin raised her eyebrows in surprise and thought seriously for a moment before speaking slowly.

"You mean, it wasn't because of the family marriage that my parents got married. The marriage was just a pretense. Dad deliberately planned this marriage? But my mother didn't know about it for so many years and always thought it was just a family marriage?"

Yan Chenyu raised his lips and scratched her nose, "Smart!"

Qiao Zhiqin was still in surprise. She opened her mouth to digest it for a while and said in disbelief:

"Dad actually hid this feeling for nearly 30 years?"

She just said that after being married for so long, she would have liked her long ago. How could she only taste love at this time?

It turned out that someone was hiding too deeply?
but……

"But both of them are married. Why doesn't dad let mom know that he likes her?" Yan Chenyu lay on his back with one hand on the back of his head and chuckled.

"Man, you have such a good face that you can't say what you say."

As if she had thought of something, Qiao Zhiqin nodded in realization. She turned over and lay beside the man, a hint of cunning flashed in her clear eyes.

"I understand, just like you, you obviously like me but you still want to target me on the set. In fact, watching me filming with the actor almost makes me sour."

At that time, she only felt that he was deliberately targeting her and did not want her to enter this circle.

Later, she thought about it and realized that he was angry for no reason, especially when he saw her filming a scene with an actor. He became even more angry, more like jealousy.

Yan Chenyu narrowed his eyes, and the hand that had been resting on her waist moved slightly.

"Are you energetic? Huh? Do you have the energy to tease me?"

Only then did Qiao Zhiqin notice the messy hands on her waist. Her cheeks turned slightly red. She lay back in her position and moved towards the bed, trying to avoid the man's hands.

"I...I'm so tired...I'm going to sleep."

Yan Chenyu turned over and pressed the person under him, deliberately scratching the soft flesh on her waist.

"I see you are in good spirits, and you can still tease me!"

Qiao Zhiqin quickly begged for mercy.

"Hahahahaha... That's wrong, that's wrong, Director Yan is demanding, not jealous."

Yan Chenyu leaned over and bit her lips, "I'm just jealous, so sour!"

Listening to the gritted teeth in his tone, Qiao Zhiqin put her arms around his neck, raised her head and kissed his thin lips.

"Is it still sour now?"

Yan Chenyu's eyes darkened and he leaned closer.

"Qinqin, you took the initiative."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips.

"I didn't...um..."

Before Qiao Zhiqin could say her refusal, the words disappeared between her lips and teeth.

……

Early the next morning, Qiao Zhiqin got up early even though she was very tired.

After all, it was her first time to stay overnight at Yan's house. She got up late, and she was worried about upsetting the head of Yan's family and Mrs. Yan.

The man next to her was still sleeping. Qiao Zhiqin moved her sore body, carefully took away the man's arm, sat up slowly, took the bath towel beside the bed and wrapped it around her body.

She went into the cloakroom to find some clothes to change into, and then went into the bathroom to wash up.

After that, he quietly left the room.

As soon as Qiao Zhiqin went out, she met the servant cleaning the stairs.

"Madam, did you get up so early?"

Qiao Zhiqin smiled and nodded.

"Well, let me see if I need any help in the kitchen."

The servant smiled and said:
"The maid has already prepared breakfast. I don't need any help from you. You can go downstairs to practice yoga with my wife."

"it is good."

Qiao Zhiqin responded and walked downstairs.

In the living room, Mrs. Yan was wearing yoga clothes and standing on the yoga mat to practice yoga.

He noticed her figure from the corner of his eye, a flash of surprise flashed across his face, and he stopped to take a towel to wipe his sweat.

"Wake up so early?"

Qiao Zhiqin didn't explain, but smiled cautiously.

"mom."

Mrs. Yan exhaled, took a sip of water from her water glass, and looked at her with a smile.

"Afraid you'll make me angry if you wake up late?"

Qiao Zhiqin smiled, neither admitting nor denying.

Mrs. Yan knew the answer without asking. She chuckled lightly, put down the water glass and towel, and continued to practice yoga.

"Since I have accepted you, you don't have to worry about this. There are many servants in the Yan family. You don't get a wife to be a servant."