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

The morning sun pierced through the thin clouds.

A warm orange glow enveloped the kitten sobbing against the man's chest.

The cold wind high in the sky brushed against the edges of the hanging basket's rattan.

But the wind couldn't penetrate the small space that was tightly wrapped up by Chen Yuan's black trench coat.

Chen Yuan lowered his deep black eyes.

His large, warm hands gently supported her back, which trembled slightly with excitement.

She was allowed to leave her handmade trench coat, worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

It was used as an expensive absorbent rag.

The fabric was smeared with a large, dark water stain from tears and snot.

He didn't even frown.

He simply lowered his head, his chin resting gently on the top of the girl's fluffy hair.

A low, deep chuckle escaped his throat.

The vibrations in my chest traveled along the skin that was pressed against mine.

A tingling, numb sensation spread throughout Shen Wanzhou's limbs and bones.

"Let's just stay here."

The man's voice was hoarse from the wind blowing high above.

It carries an unreasonable indulgence.

"As long as I don't let go, you can't go wherever you want."

The hot air balloon descended slowly under the skilled operator's guidance.

The burner at the bottom emitted a few final, muffled roars.

The suspended basket steadily brushed against the rocky edge of the karst landscape.

It eventually landed on the flat sand.

A fine cloud of yellow dust rose up.

Shen Wanzhou's legs were still weak.

Just as I stepped off the edge of the basket, I twisted my ankle.

His body fell uncontrollably to the side.

Chen Yuan reacted quickly, scooping it up with his long arm.

He simply picked her up horizontally and carried her in his arms.

The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

This angered several Turkish staff members who were collecting parachutes nearby.

They all stopped what they were doing and whistled loudly at them.

He shouted his blessings loudly in heavily accented English.

Shen Wanzhou was startled.

My cheeks instantly burned like a ripe tomato.

A blush spread all the way down her slender neck and deep into her ears.

She buried her burning face in Chen Yuan's neck.

She clutched his shirt collar with both hands, looking like a frightened quail.

I don't even have the courage to look up at the people around me anymore.

Chen Yuan ignored the well-intentioned commotion around him.

Holding this soft, warm body in my arms.

He strode confidently to the black SUV that had been waiting for him.

Half an hour later.

The most luxurious cave hotel in Cappadocia, featuring a top-floor panoramic suite.

This suite was carved entirely by hand from inside volcanic rock.

It retains the original, rugged texture of the stone wall.

The floor was covered with a thick, hand-woven Persian carpet, which made no sound when you stepped on it.

Several antique bronze wall lamps were lit in the room.

It emits a soft, ambiguous warm yellow light.

A faint scent of rose essential oil wafted in the air.

Chen Yuan placed Shen Wanzhou on the large, soft, round bed.

The bed sank slightly, making a soft rubbing sound.

Shen Wanzhou sat on the edge of the bed.

Those once bright and sparkling peach blossom eyes were now swollen like two walnuts.

Her long eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

The tip of her nose was bright red.

Two dried tear tracks still clung to her cheeks.

With that innocent and aggrieved expression, you just want to present the whole world to her.

Chen Yuan turned and walked into the bathroom.

Turn on the carved brass faucet, and the water gurgles and washes over the white porcelain basin.

He dampened a soft cotton towel with warm water.

I walked back to the bedside.

He knelt on one knee on the carpet.

His line of sight was level with Shen Wanzhou, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Lift your face up."

Chen Yuan spoke very softly, as if he were comforting a frightened child.

Shen Wanzhou obediently raised her chin.

She let the warm towel gently cover her cheek.

Little by little, I wiped away those messy tear stains.

The warmth of the towel soothed her skin, making her squint her eyes in comfort.

It looks like a Ragdoll cat being petted by its owner.

"She cried like a little kitten."

Looking at her clean and fair face, Chen Yuan finally couldn't help but tease her.

Through the towel, I gently pinched the tip of her pert nose with my fingertip.

"If those old foxes in Jianghai City saw this..."

"The richest woman in the prestigious Shen family conglomerate was proposed to by a butler, and she cried so hard that snot was coming out of her nose."

"Your imposing and domineering CEO persona is about to completely collapse."

Shen Wanzhou blushed.

His words stirred up a hint of the spoiled and willful nature of a wealthy heiress.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

She stretched out her two delicate white hands and grabbed Chen Yuan's wrist, which was holding the towel.

"So what if it crashes!"

She bit her lower lip, leaving a white mark on her lips.

"I don't care what they think."

A stubborn light shone in those peach blossom eyes.

The caution and defensiveness I felt back home were gone.

In this unfamiliar country, in this room where there are only the two of them.

All her social anxiety and pretense were burned away by Chen Yuan's spectacular fireworks display.

"You are the man I've stamped my approval on."

Shen Wanzhou straightened her thin back.

They even mustered up the courage to move forward a little.

The tip of her nose almost touched Chen Yuan's jawline.

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at by them."

"When I get back to China, I want to see the photo of you wearing an apron and washing dishes in the kitchen."

"It's displayed on the scrolling screen of the Shen Group headquarters building!"

"Let everyone in Jianghai City see that the trillion-dollar tycoon of Xingchen Venture Capital is cooking for me at home every day!"

These are bold and impressive words.

Coupled with her soft, sweet voice.

Far from being intimidating, it exudes a charmingly unexpected cuteness that melts your heart.

In Chen Yuan's deep black eyes, the suppressed flame was instantly ignited.

He took Shen Wanzhou's two restless little hands in his own.

Apply slight force.

He pulled her directly towards him.

Caught off guard, Shen Wanzhou stumbled.

She slid off the edge of the bed and fell directly into Chen Yuan's broad and sturdy embrace.

He knelt on the thick Persian carpet.

She was held tightly to her chest by the man's strong arms.

"Hanging on the screen?"

Chen Yuan's low, husky voice rang in her ear.

His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, sending a tingling sensation through her.

"Boss Shen's possessiveness is becoming more and more undisguised."

Shen Wanzhou's cheek was pressed against his warm chest.

Listen to that steady and powerful heartbeat.

Thump, thump.

Every blow struck her heart.

"That's right."

She muttered something under her breath.

She wrapped her arms around the man's back, gripping the fabric of his windbreaker.

It's like finding the strongest safe haven in the world.

Chen Yuan lowered his head.

His slightly cool, thin lips brushed against her forehead.

Follow the straight bridge of the nose downwards.

Finally, it accurately covered those two luscious red lips.

The restraint and caution they had when they were in the country were gone.

In this exotic cave suite.

this kiss.

It carried a ferocity and predatory intent that seemed to want to devour the other party whole.

Shen Wanzhou's breath was instantly taken away.

It can only be like a vine clinging to a cliff.

Head held high, passively enduring this storm of demands.

My mind went completely blank.

Her legs felt as soft as melting spring water; if it weren't for Chen Yuan's iron-like arms holding her waist, she would have been completely trembling.

She had long since collapsed onto the carpet.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Until Shen Wanzhou let out a soft sob.

My chest heaved violently, and I could hardly breathe.

Chen Yuancai reluctantly stepped back halfway.

Their foreheads touched.

Rapid breathing filled the quiet room.

Shen Wanzhou's lips were swollen and red, glistening with an alluring moisture.

Those peach blossom eyes, moistened by tears, gazed at the man before them with a hazy look.

She stretched out her two small hands and gently cupped Chen Yuan's cold and handsome profile.

She stroked his chin, which was covered with a bit of bluish stubble, with her fingertips.

Shen Wanzhou cupped Chen Yuan's face in her hands, looking as earnest as a child asking for candy: "What do other people's opinions matter? I'm just afraid you'll go on strike and stop cooking for me."