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Chu Mengyao received a call to the police that her family was on the verge of collapse, and she was so frightened that she fell to the sofa. Shen Wanzhou pointed at the door with a cold face and said, "Take your trash and get out of my house."

This expulsion order was like a final blow to Chu Mengyao's spine.

Her pride in her Beijing heritage paled in comparison to this woman in her pajamas.

It didn't even last one round before being crushed into pieces.

She trembled as she gripped the edge of the sofa, her legs as limp as two cooked noodles.

With the help of several bodyguards, he stumbled to his feet.

That once unattainable, stunningly beautiful face was now as white as if it had been plastered with a layer of ash used on the dead.

She even forgot to take the gold-embossed property certificate and the blank checks from the coffee table.

Wearing those slender high heels, she fled awkwardly towards the door.

His back view was so comical that it resembled a stray dog ​​whose spine had been broken.

The heavy black and gold doors slammed shut behind them with a dull thud.

Completely isolate the annoying engine noise outside the manor.

The spacious living room returned to tranquility.

All that remained was the faint sound of the central air conditioning fan blades turning.

And the cup of steaming black tea on the coffee table.

The second the door closed.

Shen Wanzhou exuded the aura of a powerful tycoon with the power to decide life and death.

It's like a balloon whose stopper has been removed.

With a "poof," it leaked completely.

Her straight shoulders slumped instantly, and her breathing became rapid.

The aftereffects of forcing myself to stand in front of strangers and say tough things.

It began to retaliate fiercely.

Cold sweat soaked through his fingers, and his legs trembled slightly beneath his pajamas.

But what panicked her even more than her social anxiety attack was...

It was the man standing behind her who hadn't said a word.

Shen Wanzhou slowly turned around.

His toes curled up awkwardly on the long-haired carpet.

She kept her head down, and her gaze could only see the waistline of Chen Yuan, who was wearing a black apron.

I regret my aggressive, even somewhat fierce, demeanor just now.

He saw it all.

Will he think she's some kind of unreasonable madwoman?

Don't you think her methods of throwing money at people were vulgar and mercenary?

What if he doesn't like such a domineering woman?

Various thoughts of gain and loss were raging in my mind.

The impact made her nose sting.

"that……"

Shen Wanzhou bit her full lower lip, leaving a white mark on her lips.

"I'm not usually like this."

Her voice was barely audible, carrying an undisguised anxiety and grievance.

Two fair fingers were intertwined, their knuckles turning pale.

"She threw money at you first... that's why I got angry."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

A thin layer of mist welled up in her eyes.

Like a Scottish Fold cat that has done something wrong and is afraid of being abandoned by its owner.

Chen Yuan looked at the girl in front of him, who had her head down and didn't even dare to look at him.

The warmth that was usually hidden in his deep eyes melted away completely.

This girl.

Mingming is terribly shy, and it takes her ages to mentally prepare herself even to step out of her room.

But in order to protect him, she forced herself to stand up.

They verbally abused the daughter of the wealthiest family in Beijing, leaving her utterly humiliated.

Now that she's protected her food, she's starting to worry about being disliked.

This clumsy yet pure affection is more fervent than any sweet words.

Chen Yuan remained silent.

He took half a step forward, closing the last bit of distance between them.

A large, well-defined hand was stretched out.

He grabbed Shen Wanzhou's slender wrist.

With a little force.

He pulled her forward.

Shen Wanzhou hadn't reacted yet.

He stumbled and crashed into a solid, broad chest.

The man's clean, crisp soap scent mingled with the faint aroma of cooking from the kitchen.

It instantly enveloped her completely.

Chen Yuan wrapped his arm around her lower back, holding her tightly in his embrace.

His chin rested gently on the top of her head.

"If not like this, then what is it?"

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and hoarse, and the vibrations in his chest traveled through the skin that was pressed against his.

"Are you hiding under the covers like an ostrich?"

"Will you still pass me the black card through the crack in the door?"

As he spoke, he gently stroked the back of her neck with his rough fingertips.

It sent shivers down my spine.

Shen Wanzhou's cheeks instantly burned.

A blush, like the sunset, spread all the way to her fair ears.

She buried her burning face in Chen Yuan's chest and shook her head.

She tentatively wrapped her arms around his lean waist.

"I'm afraid you'll think I'm too fierce..."

Her muffled voice came from behind the fabric, with a slight nasal tone.

Chen Yuan tightened the grip on his arm.

I hugged the cat in my arms, who was still feeling anxious, even tighter.

"Not fierce."

He responded in a low voice, his tone overflowing with indulgence.

"The way she guarded her food just now was quite beautiful."

"If anyone dares to cause trouble at the manor gate again, just bury them in money."

"It's on me if you smash it all."

This sentence is like a reassuring pill.

It went straight into the depths of Shen Wanzhou's perpetually leaky heart.

It filled the room with all that messy panic.

She looked up.

Those shimmering, peach-blossom eyes stared straight into Chen Yuan's dark pupils.

The affection in his eyes poured out without reservation.

She no longer dodged as she had before.

Instead, they boldly stood on their tiptoes.

It made a quick touch on Chen Yuan's jawline.

With a hint of tentative tenderness.

Instantly separate.

Chen Yuan's eyes darkened instantly.

His Adam's apple slid up and down slightly.

He lowered his eyes.

Looking at the girl in his arms, her face flushed red as if it were about to bleed, yet she stubbornly refused to bow her head.

The flame in my heart was completely ignited.

Chen Yuan lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her forehead, his voice hoarse with amusement: "Looks like I'll have to rely entirely on Boss Shen to protect me from now on."