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A gentle evening breeze was blowing.

The streetlights in the neighborhood cast a gentle, warm glow.

The shadows of the two people were stretched long and tightly overlapped.

Lin Wanrou stood there, her cheeks burning, her ears so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She bit her thin lower lip, her hands nervously gripping the hem of her clothes.

Her eyes darted away, and she didn't dare to look up at Lin Yuan.

The word "husband" is too intimate, too embarrassing.

After three years of distant coexistence, I've long since gotten used to calling him by his name.

She simply couldn't bring herself to use such an intimate term of address all of a sudden.

I felt flustered and shy, and my throat felt like it was blocked.

He couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Seeing her flustered and extremely shy appearance.

A gentle smile spread across Lin Yuan's eyes.

There was no coercion or urging.

His tone was patient and gentle, guiding her step by step.

"Sister Wanrou, don't be shy."

"We are a legally married couple, and our marriage certificate is right there in front of us."

"Calling someone 'husband' is a matter of course."

"The more embarrassed you are normally, the easier it is to give yourself away when you're in front of Li Junkai."

"You don't want that guy to see through our pretense of being affectionate, do you?"

His voice was gentle, and every word he said was reasonable.

This gradually dispelled Lin Wanrou's nervousness and awkwardness.

"Just call out softly, and try to get used to it."

"Once you get used to it, acting will feel more natural."

Lin Wanrou felt extremely uneasy.

Reason told her that Lin Yuan was right.

In order to get rid of Li Junkai's entanglement and to make the performance more realistic.

They really need to change their distant way of getting along.

But the shyness in her heart was something she couldn't suppress.

She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing became shallow and rapid.

Lin Yuan leaned down slightly, his gentle gaze locking onto her evasive little face.

Her tone softened, carrying a hint of seduction.

"Sweetie, say it once, okay?"

Simple reassurance.

They slowly broke down Lin Wanrou's last line of defense.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

After hesitating for a long time, her cheeks turned a beautiful, delicate red.

Finally, she mustered all the courage she had ever had.

She opened her slightly dry lips and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Husband...husband..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, trembling with a deep sense of shyness.

The volume was extremely low, like a mosquito humming.

It was almost blown away by the evening breeze.

But it all clearly reached Lin Yuan's ears.

That was the sound!

A smile instantly bloomed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

Her eyes were gentle, and her tone was full of approval and joy.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"That's it! Excellent!"

A crisp compliment fell.

Lin Wanrou froze, lowering her head even further.

Her entire face turned completely red.

She was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look up at anyone.

Yet, deep in my heart, a sweet warmth quietly rose.

So that's what those two words were called out.

They weren't as resistant as I had imagined.

Instead, there was a sense of intimacy and security I had never felt before.

The evening breeze gently caressed their bodies.

An atmosphere of ambiguity enveloped the couple who had been together in name only for three years and were now gradually developing feelings for each other.

"Hey, wife."

This form of address is resounding, natural, frank, and easy to pronounce.

There was no awkwardness whatsoever; it was full of intimacy.

Lin Wanrou hadn't calmed down yet.

Upon suddenly hearing the word "wife," his body trembled slightly again.

My heart started racing uncontrollably again.

My ears were ringing, filled with his gentle and pleasant voice.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up and meet his gaze.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but smile as he looked at her shy expression.

He then naturally began to speak, diverting her attention.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Choose whatever you want today, don't worry about the price, we'll eat whatever we want."

His tone was generous and indulgent, without the slightest stinginess.

The original owner of this body was powerless and always struggled financially.

Now he has money and ability.

Naturally, he wanted to give the best to his wife.

Lin Wanrou took a long time to recover.

Only then did she slowly suppress the shyness and panic in her heart.

She raised her slightly flushed face and pondered for a moment.

I used to eat a lot of home-cooked and light meals at home.

I want to try something different tonight.

She blinked her clear eyes and made a soft suggestion.

"How about we go get some steak?"

The question was asked in a low voice, with a hint of caution.

Lin Yuan nodded in agreement without even thinking.

"OK!"

"I'll listen to my wife and eat steak."

Without hesitation, she was completely indulgent and compliant.

One word: "Wife." Another: "I'll listen to you."

The conversation was simple, yet it created a truly engaging atmosphere.

Lin Wanrou looked at the gentle man in front of her.

My heart feels sweet and warm.

That feeling of being both unfamiliar and excited grew stronger and stronger.

Three years of dull and oppressive married life.

It seems that from this moment on, everything has become completely different.

Without further delay, the two walked side by side out of the residential area.

Getting ready for tonight's steak dinner.

Their sweet world for two has just begun.

The two drove to the most exquisite high-end Western restaurant in the city center.

The store's interior is decorated in a light luxury and elegant style, with warm and soft lighting.

The melodious piano music flowed gently, creating a quiet and romantic atmosphere.

Most of the guests were elegant in their manners, creating a wonderful atmosphere.

The waiter was very polite and led the two to a double booth by the window.

After taking his seat, Lin Yuan casually took the menu.

The cover is exquisite, covered with dense English text.

Lin Wanrou glanced at the menu subconsciously.

I was just thinking about selecting dishes.

The next second, Lin Yuan looked up at the waiter who was standing in front of him.

He speaks fluent and standard English without hesitation.

His pronunciation is pure and authentic, and his speaking speed is relaxed and natural.

There were no stutters, and it sounded exceptionally high-quality and pleasant.

The waiter standing to the side immediately adopted a respectful expression.

Listen attentively to Lin Yuan's order requirements.

Lin Wanrou, sitting opposite, was instantly stunned.

His clear eyes were filled with surprise.

She has known Lin Yuan for so many years.

My impression of him is that he had poor grades, was ordinary and unremarkable.

Let alone fluent spoken English.

He rarely spoke even simple English words before.

But today, Lin Yuan spoke fluent English.

Calm and composed, with an impressive presence.

He seemed to radiate light, both unfamiliar and dazzling.

Lin Wanrou stared blankly at the man in front of her, her heart filled with amazement.

He has given me so many surprises during this period.

He possesses extraordinary medical skills, extensive connections, and is calm and reliable.

Now even fluent English is kept so well hidden.

She understood her husband less and less.

Just how many hidden skills does he have?

Just as Lin Wanrou was secretly shocked.

Lin Yuan continued ordering food.

There was no problem communicating entirely in English.

After discussing the dishes, sauces, and side dishes.

Finally, he stated firmly, leaving behind a precise requirement.

"Two steaks, well-done."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The foreign waiter next to him was slightly taken aback.

A slight look of surprise flashed across his face.

Even Lin Wanrou, who had been lost in thought, snapped back to reality in an instant.

She looked at Lin Yuan with a face full of mixed emotions, neither laughing nor crying.

Anyone who eats Western food knows this.

The most common ways to cook steak are medium-rare and medium-well.

Juicy and flavorful.

Almost no one would order a well-done steak.

Overcooked steak is tough and chewy.

It's the least popular level of doneness in Western restaurants, and very few people choose it.

The waiter hesitated for two seconds before politely confirming.

"Sir, are you sure? Well-done steak will be a little tough."

(Sir, are you sure? Well-done steak will be tough.)

Lin Yuan remained calm and showed no hesitation.

He replied casually in fluent English as always.

"I'm sure. We like fully cooked."

(I'm sure we'll have it well-done.)

Simple, straightforward, and beyond question.

The waiter dared not say anything more and quickly nodded to write it down.

Lin Yuan closed the menu and handed it to the waiter.

I also ordered two desserts, a fruit drink, and a bottle of imported sparkling water.

The entire operation was smooth and effortless, elegant and composed.

Wait until the waiter turns and leaves.

Lin Wanrou rested her chin on her hand, her eyes smiling, and teased softly.

"Lin Yuan, other people eat steak medium-well or medium-rare."

Why did you have to order it well-done?

This was the first time she had ever met someone who insisted on eating their steak well-done.

It's both rustic and cute, which contrasts sharply with Lin Yuan's calm and composed demeanor.

Lin Yuan looked up at her, a gentle smile in his eyes.

His tone was natural and indulgent.

"Five or seven parts with blood streaks, our Chinese stomachs aren't used to it."

"Food should be thoroughly cooked to ensure it's safe and hygienic."

"My wife's food has to be fully cooked."