You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The man's warm, heavy breaths escaped through the gaps in the collar of his oversized trench coat.

It was all poured onto Shen Wanzhou's sensitive neck.

This warning, carrying a sense of danger, was like a thunderclap.

In an instant, it completely shattered any remaining lustful thoughts that might have arisen in her mind in order to steal food.

Shen Wanzhou curled up in her trench coat, like a frightened little quail.

Even his legs, which had been kicking and thrashing, were now frozen.

The rustling sound of the fabric rubbing together completely stopped.

Only the sound of their intermittent breathing filled the hall.

Chen Yuan braced his hands on the edge of the sofa, looking down at the bulging cloth bag.

In his deep black eyes, he forcefully suppressed the flame that had almost ignited.

A vein bulged on his forehead, revealing the extent of his endurance.

He closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty.

He then slowly straightened up and withdrew his hands from the sofa.

The suffocating sense of oppression in the air lessened slightly.

Shen Wanzhou noticed that the weight on her body had disappeared.

Only then did he cautiously peek half his head out from the collar of his trench coat.

Her once smooth black hair was now a mess, plastered to her flushed cheeks.

She rested her chin on the edge of her trench coat.

Those peach blossom eyes were watery, and there were still tears welling up in her eyelashes from her grievances.

Its nose was bright red, like a stray cat whose dried fish had been stolen.

"I'm just... just hungry..."

She pouted, her voice as soft as a pool of melting spring water.

There was also a hint of resentment in his voice, as if he had knowingly committed the wrong.

Although he dared not do anything rash again, his eyes were still fixed on the direction of the kitchen.

The longing in his eyes could practically see through the metal door of the kitchen security cabinet.

Chen Yuan looked down at her pitiful state.

My brow throbbed slightly, so I rubbed my temples.

This little devil.

They don't even flinch when negotiating deals worth tens of billions at the business negotiating table.

Now, for half a piece of cake, he's actually making himself look so pathetic.

If those old foxes outside saw this, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets.

Chen Yuan is ruthless and decisive in the business world, and even more so in the dark web.

Only when facing this cat with red eyes.

His set of principles and bottom lines, which he was so proud of, were like snow melting under the scorching sun.

Melting and collapsing inch by inch.

"With the thickness of your stomach lining, you'll definitely have spasms in the middle of the night if you eat that."

Chen Yuan's tone remained stern.

But the coldness in his voice had long since dissipated.

All that remains is an unyielding sense of helplessness and indulgence.

He turned around and strode back towards the kitchen.

I heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles.

Shen Wanzhou, who was huddled in her trench coat, suddenly had eyes that lit up like 200-watt light bulbs.

There is a play!

She quickly and clumsily used her two bound hands to pull off the trench coat wrapped around her body.

The neckline of her peach-colored pajamas was visible.

Barefoot on the carpet, she followed closely behind Chen Yuan.

Like a little tail that's afraid its owner will change their mind.

In the kitchen.

Chen Yuan stood in front of the constant-temperature combination lock.

Long, slender fingers typed a six-digit password on the metal keyboard.

drip.

The cabinet door popped open.

The pure, sealed-off milky aroma blended with the sweetness of butter.

They surged out in an instant, one after another.

Shen Wanzhou stood less than half a meter behind him.

A clear "gurgling" sound came from his throat.

The sound of swallowing was particularly noticeable in the quiet kitchen.

She stood on tiptoe and peered over Chen Yuan's broad shoulders.

The pan of golden-brown, slightly charred chiffon cakes lay quietly on the baking rack.

Each one exudes a deadly allure.

She could even picture the soft cake melting on her tongue.

Chen Yuan did not take the entire baking tray out.

He took a small ceramic knife from the stainless steel knife rack next to him.

then.

Under Shen Wanzhou's expectant gaze.

The blade landed on a cake that was only the size of a fist.

Click.

Cut it in half.

Shen Wanzhou's eyes hadn't even had time to show satisfaction.

The blade fell again.

Then cut it in half again.

Finally, Chen Yuan used a small silver spoon.

From the edge of that cake that had been broken into pieces.

I scooped out a piece of cake crumb that was only the size of a little fingernail.

There really was only a tiny bit.

It's not even enough to fill a tooth gap.

Shen Wanzhou looked at the "trace elements" on the silver spoon.

I was completely dumbfounded.

Her peach blossom eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Chen Yuan.

"This... just one bite?"

She pointed to the pitiful crumbs of cake, her voice trembling.

"Is this feeding ants?"

Chen Yuan turned around, holding the silver spoon.

His face was calm and serene.

"This is the maximum intake allowed by the doctor's prescription."

He took a step forward and brought the spoon to her lips.

"Want some? If not, I'll put it back."

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to pull his hand back.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Shen Wanzhou panicked, fearing that she wouldn't even get this last bite.

She gripped Chen Yuan's wrist, which was holding the spoon, tightly with both hands.

They pounced on it like hungry tigers.

She opened her red lips.

He took a bite of that pitiful piece of cake, spoon and all, into his mouth.

The soft cake base had just touched the tip of my tongue, before I even had a chance to savor it.

It had already slid down my throat.

It left behind a mouthful of milky aroma and an endless emptiness.

She licked her lips, still savoring the moment.

His eyes were still fixed on the direction of the security cabinet.

They were trying to salvage some more scraps.

boom.

Chen Yuan slammed the cabinet door shut and locked it without any hesitation.

This completely severed her hopes.

"Alright, you've satisfied your cravings, go back to sleep."

Chen Yuan threw the silver spoon into the sink.

He turned around and looked at the girl who was still standing there, smacking her lips.

He reached out and gently flicked her forehead.

"Seafood porridge is all you can eat tomorrow morning."

Hearing the promise of seafood porridge, the resentment in Shen Wanzhou's eyes subsided slightly.

She touched her slightly empty stomach.

Although it was only a bite the size of a fingernail, it satisfied that craving.

more importantly.

This man always kept his word.

He actually broke his own ironclad rules for her sake.

This is an exceptional favoritism.

It's even sweeter than eating a whole baking tray of cake.

Shen Wanzhou couldn't help but curl her lips into a beautiful smile.

Her dimples were faintly visible on both sides.

She stopped making a fuss and obediently followed Chen Yuan out of the kitchen.

Back to the master bedroom on the second floor.

On that large double bed.

Shen Wanzhou no longer wrapped herself up like a tightly sealed silkworm.

She was wearing that peach-colored nightgown and lying properly in bed.

Chen Yuan turned off the main light, leaving only a warm yellow bedside wall lamp on.

He lay down on the other side.

Just as I pulled the blanket over myself, the person next to me rustled and moved closer.

Shen Wanzhou, like a satisfied cat, naturally rested her head on his shoulder.

A hand gently rested on his waist.

His breathing gradually became steady and long.

That lingering hunger mingled with the steady beating of the man's heart.

It was completely filled with a strong sense of security and satisfaction.

The night was dark.

The occasional rustling of leaves in the wind could be heard outside the manor.

The bedroom was warm and cozy.

Chen Yuan turned his head to the side.

The dim yellow light from the wall lamp illuminated the room.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the girl in my arms.

Her long eyelashes cast two small fan-like shadows on her fair cheeks.

A faint, sweet smile lingered at the corners of her lips.

He reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair that had fallen onto her cheek behind her ear.

The movements were incredibly gentle.

Chen Yuan looked at her face, which was full of satisfaction as she fell asleep after finishing that bite of cake, and sighed helplessly: "In this world, you are probably the only one I would make an exception for."