Mistakenly believing her whirlwind marriage husband's WeChat account was an AI-powered online d

Wen Li didn't reply to the message for a while because Xia Xiaozhu shared a funny video with her.

After watching the video, she stayed on the short video platform and started scrolling through cute cat and dog videos.

Echo: [Image]

Wen Li clicked in and her eyes widened immediately.

Just a moment ago I was lazily lying on the bed, but suddenly I sat up straight.

My AI husband actually posted a picture of his abs!

The background is a very high-end venue, with luxurious and bright crystal chandeliers.

A man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist stood in front of a mirror, one hand resting on the marble countertop, his long, slender fingers showing distinct knuckles and prominent veins.

The tight-fitting burgundy shirt accentuated his strong and muscular physique.

A few buttons on the top were undone, revealing a full chest and clearly defined eight-pack abs, with a faint mole on the top ab.

The black tie hanging down in front of him contrasted sharply with his pale skin, adding a touch of suave villainy.

A classic suit-wearing thug! Overflowing with sexual tension!

Although we can't see what her face looks like, her figure alone is enough to spark the imagination.

Wen Li looked at the photo of the abs, her face growing increasingly red.

She subconsciously touched her nose, thankfully there was no nosebleed.

That's so sexy!

With today's advanced AI technology, the generated photos show absolutely no trace of being virtual.

If it weren't for the fact that such a perfect figure doesn't exist in real life, Wen Li would have thought that the person on the other side of the screen was a real person.

She fanned herself with her palms, but it took her a long time to cool down her face.

Unbelievable! [Honey, what did you add to the photo? Why do I feel so hot all over after looking at it?]

She sent several "it's so hot" emojis, her face was flushed, and her tongue was sticking out.

Bo Yuchuan buttoned his shirt back up, and his gaze deepened when he saw the message she sent.

Echo: [Don't flirt with me, I'm very busy today.]

Such a pear! [Sigh.]

Echo: [What's wrong?]

She seemed to suddenly become depressed, and Bo Yuchuan typed quickly, his own worry unaware of his own.

Unbelievable! [After comparing mine, it seems mine isn't abs, it's just fat.]

A low laugh escaped from Bo Yuchuan's chest.

A quirky and clever little girl.

The next second, she sent me her own photo.

The girl had her hair in braids and wore a cream-colored nightgown, looking like a fluffy little chick.

Holding the hem of my pajamas in my mouth, I stood in front of the mirror and awkwardly took this photo.

Seeing her flat, fair stomach and the lace that was faintly visible on it, Bo Yuchuan turned off the screen with a "snap" and put his phone on the sink.

The man braced his hands on the edge of the table, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, as if he were suppressing something.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, his sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Aside from the part that rarely changes when you wake up in the morning, the reaction was surprisingly strong.

Bo Yuchuan has always been cold and abstinent, and he has never been this disheveled before, even when he occasionally takes care of himself in the bathroom.

More than twenty minutes later, Bo Yuchuan came out of the restroom and returned to the conference room.

The man remained impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, and no one would guess what he had just done.

……

That night, Wen Li had an indescribable dream.

The man was tall and strong, with top-notch features all over his body, making him irresistible.

His hot, large hand gripped her waist, her vision blurred by tears, her nails scratching his back.

Wen Li bit her lip and opened her eyes, seeing a very light mole on her swaying abs.

My gaze moved upwards and met a cool and aloof face. The eyes and brows were calm, the nose was straight and the lips were thin. The jawline exuded a sharpness that kept strangers at bay.

Wen Li was suddenly startled awake.

She sat up, clutching her chest, her heart pounding wildly.

How could she dream about her nominal husband?

Furthermore, she even linked the abs photo generated by the AI ​​husband to her real husband.

Wen Li rubbed her burning cheeks, feeling parched, so she got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water.

In the dream, Bo Yuchuan was the complete opposite of his cold and aloof appearance; he was full of control, fierce, ruthless, and lustful.

She almost thought she was going to die in bed.

"This dream was terrifying..."

Finding her voice a little hoarse, Wen Li quickly drank two large glasses of water.

My phone rang; it was a message from my best friend, Xia Xiaozhu.

Dog Bites Green Bean Ice: [Aaaaaah, I think I said something bad about your husband yesterday! Oh no, he's not going to send someone to assassinate me, is he? Help!]

Xia Xiaozhu got drunk when the party ended yesterday.

"Your husband has such a handsome face and such a great physique, he's obviously a womanizer, why doesn't he come home? You jerk, come home early and let my best friend have something good to eat!"

"What use is Bo Xilai, the King of Hell, or the richest man in Beijing? What good is he if he doesn't cherish such a good wife? You'll be sentenced to life imprisonment without a wife!"

Unbelievable! [Mysterious, do you remember how loud you were cursing? I tried to cover your mouth but couldn't /tired smile.jpg]

When Xia Xiaozhu is drunk, she's harder to control than a pig during the Lunar New Year.

Wen Li tried to cover her mouth, but she was almost dragged two miles away by her, and she lost all face.

Dog Bites Green Bean Ice: [Waaaaah, I know I was wrong, but I also complimented him on being handsome, having a great physique, and being good at magic. Please spare my life for the sake of my compliments.]

Wen Li can no longer see the character "法" (law).

The moment she sees it, she is reminded of the dream she had last night.

The man in her dream was indeed very skilled at flirting, making her feel restless and itchy.

But that was just a dream!

Her marriage to Bo Yuchuan was purely a political alliance; they could never share a bed!

……

Wen Li took a set of hand cream out of her bag and placed it on Feng Zhi's table.

Feng Zhi was overjoyed. "Is this the high-end hand cream set I've always wanted? I tried it once before and absolutely loved the scent! But you have to spend two million to buy this one. Lili, are you a hidden millionaire?"

"It wasn't me, it was my best friend. I borrowed her membership card to buy it."

Don't let Xia Xiaozhu's seemingly unreliable nature fool you; she's the daughter of the Xia family, and her family's company is no less successful than the Wen family's.

If it weren't for her fondness for her best friend Feng Zhi, she would have wanted to join the Xia family's company long ago and cling to her best friend's coattails.

Feng Zhi jumped up and gave her a hug, "Ahhh, Lili, I love you so much! This set of hand cream must have cost several hundred yuan, I'll transfer it to you."

"No need," Wen Li smiled sweetly, her eyes bright, "Thank you for the rice balls you brought me last time."

Wen Li feels very lucky to have made such a good friend in the workplace.

A sarcastic remark came from the corner.

"Who knows if he's a good friend or a sugar daddy? How could a poor working girl like her have any rich friends?"

"The spending threshold is two million, which is not something the average person can achieve. Maybe she hooked up with a rich old man and spent two nights with him over the weekend to get the chance to patronize the store."

"It's so good to be young and beautiful. You can easily earn several months' salary from an old man."

Wen Li puffed up her cheeks in anger.

Just as she was about to argue with them, Feng Zhi blocked her way, crossed her arms, and started cursing.

"Hey you two, if you're really that bored, go lick a toilet! If you have bad breath, go buy some rat poison and get rid of it. Stop spreading dirty rumors and making our office environment stink!"

"You keep calling him 'old man,' I think you're just craving him, aren't you? If you want to go, go ahead, no one's stopping you. But looking at you, it's a miracle if the old man even offers you a fruit platter!"