After his blunder in the handsome guy's comment section was exposed.

The heat inside the car gradually subsided.

Lin Xue lay softly against Xi Chenzhou's chest, kneeling beside him, her face buried in his neck, her breath trembling with the lingering afterglow of her previous sleep.

Her long, silky hair, as smooth as satin, cascaded down her back, covering most of her slender, snow-white back. Her waistline was concave, and her skirt was bunched up in a mess.

She didn't want to move, nor could she. She lay there for a while, her delicate white fingertips fiddling with the buttons of his shirt. His shirt was crumpled beyond recognition, and there were scratches left by her fingernails on his chest.

"Does it hurt?" He had just acted like a madman, and with nowhere to put her hands, she could only cling to his chest. She hadn't expected the marks to be so deep.

"It doesn't hurt." He grabbed her wrist, kissed it, and answered in a hoarse voice.

At that moment, I was preoccupied with another sensation and couldn't feel any pain at all.

It's good that it doesn't hurt. But she's in a lot of pain right now. Lin Xuechun shifted her body, then suddenly noticed the contents of the trash bag in the car, blushing as she looked away.

Xi Chenzhou followed her gaze and saw it too, chuckling softly.

"What's there to be shy about? It's all proof that we love each other."

"Anyone who wants to keep this kind of evidence... throw it away right now."

Then, as if remembering something, she suddenly sat up straight, her almond-shaped eyes glaring at him, and poked his chest with her slender white fingertips: "You bad guy... tell me honestly, have you been planning this for a long time?"

"What?" Xi Chenzhou's eyes were dark and moist, with a trace of red that hadn't faded completely at the corners. His eyebrows twitched slightly, and his expression looked incredibly wanton.

Lin Xuechun gently pinched his neck with her two small hands, the kitten grinding its teeth: "Still pretending!"

"If it wasn't premeditated, why would you keep so much of that in your car!"

Xi Chenzhou curled his lips into a smile, his tone casual: "I bought it on the way to pick you up from the club."

"Hmph, I knew it." Lin Xuechun released his neck and instead cupped his face in her hands to rub it. "You were angry today because you found out I went to Lanyu, but you were probably also secretly overjoyed. You finally got a chance to punish me, didn't you?"

"No." Xi Chenzhou's handsome face was distorted by her playful squeezing, but he was still very handsome. He placed his large hand on her waist, rubbing it a few times with his broad palm, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt, wife? Let me rub it for you."

"Now you remember to rub my cheeks? You were so cruel when you punished me earlier!" Lin Xuechun puffed out her cheeks and complained.

Xi Chenzhou gently but firmly massaged her hands, "Shouldn't you be punished for going to a place like that?"

Lin Xuechun squinted comfortably for a moment, then said guiltily, "It's alright, it was just a regular massage."

"Those male masseuses dressed like that are considered professional? A professional massage parlor should be run by blind masseurs."

"So you won't punish me if a blind person presses my buttons?"

"Yes, it will too."

"See? You still say you didn't deliberately make an excuse to punish me."

"Are you sure it's punishment, baby?" Xi Chenzhou raised an eyebrow, his tone dragging out with a lazy, mischievous air. "You didn't seem to be in much pain just now..."

"Shut up!" Lin Xuechun immediately reached out and covered his mouth, her almond-shaped eyes wide, her lips slightly pouting, looking both embarrassed and annoyed.

Xi Chenzhou kissed her palm with his thin lips, his warm breath bringing a ticklish sensation. This man was simply unbelievable. Lin Xuechun pulled her hand back and lightly slapped him, the force weak: "You just know how to bully me."

"I won't bully you." Xi Chenzhou pulled her close, letting her lean against him, his large hand gently stroking her back. "I love you, my wife."

"Hmph." Lin Xuechun hummed twice in a cat-like voice.

Xi Chenzhou's heart softened, and he hugged her tightly, but he didn't forget to warn her: "You're not allowed to go to places like that again next time, or you'll be punished until you learn your lesson. Do you hear me?"

"Okay. I won't go." Lin Xuechun obediently promised.

Xi Chenzhou was very satisfied: "My good wife."

Lin Xuechun suddenly realized, "Wait a minute, how did you know I was there? And how did Xu Yang know?"

Xi Chenzhou: "Someone informed on us."

"Who is it?"

"Pei Xinyao. She and Guan Ying are both at the club."

"Huh?!" Lin Xuechun's face showed shock, but then she thought, "She went herself and then complained about me? That's so mean!"

"Okay, don't pay any attention to her from now on."

"I wasn't close to her to begin with. I've always felt that she didn't really like me, and she was only being polite because she's your cousin."

"There's no need to maintain politeness anymore."

Since she was Xi Chenzhou's relative, Lin Xuechun didn't want to speak ill of her, so she changed the subject: "What about Xu Yang? Did you tell Xu Yang?"

"Um."

"You're bad too, why did you tell Xu Yang?"

Xi Chenzhou gave a meaningful smile, but did not answer the question.

If he doesn't take Xu Yang with him, is he supposed to just barge in himself?

Moreover, it was Xu Yang's fault for not handling his family affairs well, and he even corrupted his wife.

"What exactly is going on between Xu Yang and Zhou Xinran?"

"Them," Lin Xuechun adjusted to a more comfortable position in his arms and continued, "Xu Yang often chats with female colleagues on WeChat, exchanges emojis, and says goodnight to each other. Xinran thinks it's too ambiguous."

Xi Chenzhou continued to massage her lower back.

Do you chat with other girls on WeChat?

"Want to know?"

"Um. Can I see your phone?" Lin Xuechun remembered what Zhou Xinran had said: no woman can walk out of her husband's phone with a smile. Suddenly, she had a whim to give it a try.