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

The crisp sound carried a slight panting from running.

Her chest heaved violently beneath her light gray knitted suit.

The click of the three deadbolts in this spacious master bedroom sounded like a solemn ceremony declaring territorial sovereignty.

Chen Yuan sat on a single sofa by the window.

Her long, slender legs were casually crossed, and she was holding a foreign financial magazine in her hand.

The warm yellow light from the reading lamp shone on his sharply defined profile.

Hearing this domineering and unreasonable declaration of food protection...

He didn't even lift his eyelids, but slowly closed the magazine in his hand.

A soft "snap" sound.

The magazine was casually tossed on the small glass round table next to it.

Chen Yuan turned his head, his deep black eyes meeting Shen Wanzhou's watery, peach-blossom eyes.

The kitten usually wouldn't even dare to glance at an ant.

Now she's keeping an eye on her best friend.

He actually managed to run up to the second floor in one go and lock the door tightly from the inside.

This morbid yet pure possessiveness is like a small brush with barbs.

It gently scraped across the softest corner of Chen Yuan's heart, one stroke at a time.

It feels incredibly comfortable.

"It's fine if you don't teach her to fight."

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and husky, with a deliberately drawn-out, languid quality.

He rested his chin on one hand, his gaze slowly sweeping from Shen Wanzhou's flushed ears to her tense shoulders.

"It's fine if you don't cook for her."

"But Mr. Shen, this business can't just be all my doing, can it?"

He leaned slightly forward, and a powerful aura of masculine hormones emanated from him.

"I want my eyes to stop paying attention to others."

"You have to show some 'sincerity' to reward me, don't you?"

Sincerity?

Shen Wanzhou's back, which was leaning against the door, suddenly stiffened.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes widened instantly.

It felt like a tiny gear in my brain was stuck, spinning wildly.

What kind of sincerity does Chen Yuan want?

He now holds Star Ventures and the Dark Web in his hands, making his net worth even more terrifying than the entire Shen family conglomerate combined.

Even if she emptied the Shen family's vault, he would probably just see it as a pile of scrap metal.

Besides money, what else could she use to reward him?

Shen Wanzhou's toes curled up awkwardly inside the rabbit slippers.

Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her knitted sweater.

The smooth fabric was crumpled into a tangled mess.

Sudden.

An image flashed into her mind like a bolt of lightning.

It was a few days ago, late at night.

After taking a shower, Chen Yuan leaned against the headboard and looked at his computer.

Shen Wanzhou pretended to be asleep, but was actually secretly peeking at him through the gap in the blankets.

She clearly saw that Chen Yuan had crashed while browsing the web because of a pop-up window.

The mouse wheel paused for a full two seconds.

That guy was wearing a cat-eared maid outfit from anime.

It had very little fabric and a fluffy tail.

At the time, Chen Yuan simply closed the webpage by clicking the "X" because it was lagging.

But in the eyes of Shen Wanzhou, a "first-class scholar observing Chen Yuan."

That two-second pause was an earth-shattering hint!

He likes that!

He actually likes those shameful clothes!

Shen Wanzhou was so ashamed that her face was practically bleeding from embarrassment in bed.

But the next day, she still inexplicably...

I secretly bought the outfit using an overseas account that wasn't verified with my real name.

Uncle Fu brought the package in and she stuffed it directly into the combination lock box at the bottom of the dressing room.

I didn't even dare to look at it for more than a second.

just now.

Faced with Chen Yuan's teasing demand for "sincerity".

The image of that outfit kept uncontrollably appearing in Shen Wanzhou's mind.

The temperature on my cheeks suddenly reached boiling point.

A blush, like the sunset, spread all the way to the depths of her fair collarbone.

She bit her lower lip hard.

A whitish mark was pressed into her lips.

"I...I understand!"

Shen Wanzhou stammered out those four words.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, it suddenly turned around.

She didn't even have the courage to look at Chen Yuan twice.

She shuffled off into the bathroom in her slippers.

"Go take a shower first! Don't come out!"

She pushed Chen Yuan into the bathroom.

The glass door slammed shut.

The entire movement was completed in one smooth motion, so fast that even Chen Yuan didn't have time to react.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Shen Wanzhou stood outside the bathroom door, panting heavily.

His chest heaved violently.

After confirming that Chen Yuan was taking a shower inside.

She tiptoed into the huge walk-in closet that connected to the bedroom, like a thief.

The main light in the walk-in closet was not on.

Only a few motion-sensor floor lamps emitted a faint light.

Shen Wanzhou squatted in front of the wardrobe in the far corner.

His fingers trembled slightly as he pressed a few numbers on the combination lock of the briefcase.

Click.

The box was opened.

A neatly folded piece of black fabric lay quietly inside.

There was also a fluffy cat ear headband on top.

And a small gold bell with lace trim.

Shen Wanzhou swallowed a mouthful of sweet saliva.

A clear gurgling sound came from his throat.

She closed her eyes and clutched the outfit in her hands.

The amount of fabric was pitifully small.

It feels light and airy in my hand, like a weightless cloud.

"Shen Wanzhou...you have to fight!"

She mentally cheered herself on.

In order to completely outshine the other woman and her best friend who was after her husband.

What's a little shame!

Fifteen minutes later.

In front of the full-length mirror in the walk-in closet.

Shen Wanzhou looked at herself in the mirror and even stopped breathing.

The design of this maid outfit is simply challenging the bottom line of morality.

The black lace camisole accentuated the girl's slender waist.

The chest area features a large openwork design.

Only a few thin straps barely covered the spring scenery.

The skirt was ridiculously short, barely covering the top of the thighs.

With the slightest movement, a glimpse of alluring white skin can be seen.

The most deadly thing is the fluffy black cat tail behind it.

She swayed slightly in the air with her movements.

She wore a lace bell around her neck.

If only her breathing were a little heavier.

The bell will then emit a clear and enticing "ding-dong" sound.

The cat-ear headband on her head further accentuated her originally aloof and cool appearance.

It forcefully highlights an extreme sense of pure desire and allure.

She was like a fairy who had mistakenly wandered into the mortal world.

She possessed a fatal attraction that even she herself was unaware of.

Shen Wanzhou covered her burning cheeks with both hands.

I dared not look at myself in the mirror any longer.

If the company's senior executives saw this...

As the head of the Shen family conglomerate, she's likely to suffer social death on the spot.

But when I thought about how this was a token of my "sincerity" to Chen Yuan...

She gritted her teeth.

Bare feet.

Step by step, they moved out of the walk-in closet.

The bedroom was quiet.

The sound of running water in the bathroom has stopped.

Only the ventilation fan was still humming faintly.

Shen Wanzhou walked to the large double bed.

She usually wraps herself up like a silkworm.

But today.

She wasn't covered with a blanket.

She was wearing that maid outfit with so little fabric.

He bent his legs and sat obediently on the edge of the bed.

Their hands were tightly clasped together.

The knuckles turned bluish-white from excessive force.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest like a drum.

With each jump, the bell around her neck jingled softly.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong.

These subtle sounds were amplified infinitely in the quiet bedroom.

It felt like it was striking her fragile nerves.

She could even hear the sound of her own blood flowing.

Time seemed to stretch out countless times at that moment.

Every second of waiting is a sweet torment.

Sudden.

The bathroom door clicked softly, startling Shen Wanzhou so much that her fluffy cat-ear headband trembled twice.