A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

She turned her head slightly and looked up at Xie Jing.

The warm light from the fireplace and the greenery outside the window intertwined and fell on the man's deep, hard profile, adding a touch of tenderness and affection.

Those dark eyes no longer held the ruthless decisiveness of the business world, nor the cold efficiency they displayed when discussing asset mergers; they were now filled with nothing but her reflection.

"Xie Jing," she called softly.

"What's wrong?" The man looked down at her, a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Thank you for bringing me here."

Jiang Chu turned around, and in the cramped space, she stretched her arms out from under the blanket, wrapped them around his long neck, and leaned in to give him a light kiss on his Adam's apple.

"I'm really happy today. Everything here is great."

Xie Jing's Adam's apple bobbed violently when her warm lips pressed against his.

His eyes darkened, and the burning emotion deep within them began to rise again.

He didn't demand it as eagerly as usual, but gently cupped his fiancée's cheeks, placing one soft and affectionate kiss after another on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally her soft red lips.

"As long as you're happy."

His voice was a little hoarse, "If you like, we can live here when we get old."

Jiang Chu tilted her head. "We can come here for vacation from time to time, right?"

Xie Jing's gaze deepened slightly.

"……Feel sorry."

Jiang Chu was startled.

"What?"

"About vacations," Xie Jing sighed, "I might... find it difficult to spend a truly carefree long vacation with you. Especially in the many years to come, before our children grow up and are able to take over Tianyu, I won't be able to freely put aside my work and go on long vacations with you. Most of the time, like this time, even so-called vacations are filled with endless international meetings and mergers and acquisitions, leaving limited time to spend with you, and I'll be looking at my phone even at the dinner table."

He looked down at her and said, "Chuchu, you can go wherever you want in the future, but it will be difficult for me to be by your side every moment."

Jiang Chu breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought you were going to say something else. I know this."

She cupped the man's deep-set face in her hands and shook it helplessly: "Your wealth and status don't automatically upgrade just by lying in bed and sleeping. I realized that from the first day I met you. If you really do nothing all day but revolve around me, I might start to wonder if Tianyu is going to go bankrupt."

As Jiang Chu spoke, she lightly scratched his straight nose as punishment.

"I didn't originally intend to go out every day; I still need to dance most of the time."

She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his hard, cold chin, and gently placed a warm kiss on his lips.

"And I haven't told you yet... I actually love watching you work. Wearing glasses and coldly directing those executives in a foreign language, you're so handsome it's impossible to look away. So, Chairman, please continue to maintain your seriousness and ambition; I'd be more than happy to be your sole audience."

Xie Jing looked down at her.

His heart pounded wildly at that moment because of the other person's insightful and trusting words.

The beast lurking in his chest seemed to be instantly pleased, and then completely ignited by another, deeper, and more intense possessiveness.

"neat……"

He called out in a hoarse voice, then suddenly scooped her up in his long arm with remarkable agility, carrying her directly away from the window.

Jiang Chu gasped softly and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Xie Jing gently pressed her down onto the large, soft bed in the wooden attic, his tall body following closely behind and covering her.

The man leaned against her, looking down at her, his dark eyes shining brightly in the dim firelight of the fireplace.

"Since Madam likes it so much, then you can watch to your heart's content tonight."

He lowered his head and kissed his fiancée, swallowing all her cries and pleas for mercy in the cold yet passionate winter night.

"..."

The sky didn't slowly brighten until nine o'clock.

Jiang Chu woke up to the aroma of burning pine wood in the fireplace.

"Awake?" The man beside her stroked her hair. "Shall we go down for dinner?"

She opened her eyes groggily and found Xie Jing sitting on the edge of the bed with a tablet on his lap, which looked like another document that needed to be signed.

"Um……"

Jiang Chu's voice was soft and nasal as she lazily got up to wash.

When the two came downstairs, breakfast was already laid out on the long table.

The table was filled with the aroma of coffee and baking.

In addition to steaming hot oatmeal porridge, fresh blueberries, thick and creamy traditional yogurt, and rye bread with butter and smoked salmon.

Jiang Chu looked around the living room and found that apart from the nanny who was busy in the kitchen, Sigrid was nowhere to be seen.

"Good morning, Emma," Jiang Chu greeted the old lady. "Is Sigrid coming again today?"

Emma shook her head. "She just called and said she's going to lead a snow training exercise."

As she spoke, she switched to Icelandic and began to scold her daughter.

Jiang Chu: "..."

Jiang Chu sighed with some regret.

When she turned her head, she met someone's slightly narrowed dark eyes.

Xie Jing was standing by the table, holding a cup of black coffee. "So disappointed?"

Jiang Chu was speechless. "You're such a jealous person!"

Xie Jing walked over and hugged her, "...Anyway, you can't return it now."