Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao ran away as fast as a frightened kitten.

Not noticing the slight movement of the pale yellow blanket behind him, Shen Jin opened his cold, deep fox-like eyes and stared at her petite figure as she passed by, his gaze lingering for a long time.

*

Bathroom.

Lin Zhiyao covered her face with her hands, letting out soft moans through her fingers.

Although she knew this was a normal morning reaction for men.

But she had never seen it before...

Moreover, isn't that outline way too exaggerated? Is it even possible for it to exist?

Wait, hold on! What is she thinking? Isn't that incredibly rude?

When Lin Zhiyao came out of the bathroom, the strands of hair clinging to her cheeks were still damp, but the blush on her cheeks had mostly faded, leaving only a trace of pink on the tips of her ears.

She looked up and saw that Shen Jin had woken up sometime earlier and was sitting on the sofa, his tablet lit up with lines of dense English text on the screen. He was so engrossed in reading it that he seemed not to have heard her come out at all.

"Good morning, Mr. Shen."

Lin Zhiyao tried her best to make her voice sound natural, pretending that nothing had happened.

But her gaze kept wandering, landing on the sofa armrest and the dappled light filtering through the curtains, but she dared not look in Shen Jin's direction.

She huddled up in shyness.

Shen Jin raised his eyes, lingering on her delicate, rosy skin, and smiled slightly. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

"It's fine." Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled as she answered quickly.

Shen Jin hummed in agreement, locked the tablet, stood up, and carried his unique, refreshing scent as he passed by her.

Lin Zhiyao stared at the tips of her slippers, heard the bathroom door close, and then the faucet was turned on, the water gushing loudly.

Lin Zhiyao stood still, her toes curling up inside her slippers.

The sound of water never stopped.

As Lin Zhiyao thought of something, the pink that had just been suppressed on the tips of her ears flushed up again, and even her neck began to feel hot and turned completely red.

Although I know this is a normal physiological reaction.

But Lin Zhiyao still wanted to curl up, she was just too shy.

She had no choice but to walk quickly to the table, pull out the proposal she had prepared the night before, and try to distract herself.

My fingertips pressed against the pages, my gaze sweeping across them line by line, but the words were as blurry as if they had been soaked in water, making them difficult to read.

Lin Zhiyao blinked hard, forcing herself to focus. The jumbled images and sounds in her mind were finally pushed aside by the data and terms.

A long time passed.

The bathroom door finally opened.

Lin Zhiyao looked up and saw Shen Jin walk out. He walked with long, unhurried strides, his white shirt sleeves rolled up to mid-forearm, revealing a clean-cut wrist. He looked no different from usual, with a calm and aloof demeanor.

There was only a light pink at the corners of her eyes, and the damp red hadn't completely faded; even her Adam's apple had a touch of red.

Lin Zhiyao glanced at it only once before immediately turning her gaze back to the paper, her fingertips gripping the edge of the page, too afraid to look any longer.

She was afraid of being discovered by her boss, but she did find out.

"Have you finished reviewing the proposal?"

Shen Jin's voice came down from above her head, without much inflection.

"I've finished reading it," Lin Zhiyao replied, then paused and added, "I've memorized it all."

Shen Jin didn't say much, only glancing at his watch: "Let's go, the car is waiting downstairs."

"Mmm." Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled slightly as she tried to appear calm.

But in reality, her every move, her bright red ears, were completely exposed to Shen Jin's eyes without any attempt to conceal them.

A bird's eye view.

Shen Jin's lips curled slightly.

It seems that I've had a good rest these past two days, as the dark circles under my eyes from years of darkness have faded a bit.

*

city ​​center.

The meeting was held in a building with glass curtain walls.

Lin Zhiyao followed Shen Jin into the conference hall, where a dozen long tables were arranged in a semi-circle, and the people sitting there were all dressed in suits.

She pulled out a chair and sat down, her back straight. She laid out the prepared materials on the table, pressed her fingertips against the pages, and looked up to listen to the speaker on stage.

Lin Zhiyao was well-prepared, and the information provided by Shen Jin had already highlighted the key points, including some of the competitors' bids. Therefore, she performed very well during the Q&A session.

He spoke fluent and clear English, calmly and logically compared the strengths and weaknesses of several company proposals, and even added a risk warning about a certain technical approach at the end.

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses across from her turned his head to look at her, then turned his head to whisper something to the person next to him.

As the event ended, the man deliberately walked over, smiled and nodded at Shen Jin, then looked at Lin Zhiyao: "The young lady beside President Shen has done her homework very well."

Lin Zhiyao's ears burned, and she felt shy. She smiled slightly and said, "Thank you. There's still so much I need to learn."

Shen Jin was looking down at his phone when he heard this. He glanced at her but didn't reply. However, the look in his fox-like eyes suggested that he was in a good mood.

In the van, Shen Jin leaned back in the seat, looking down as he unbuttoned his cuffs.

He twirled the silver metal clasp between his fingers before placing it in the storage compartment next to the armrest.

Lin Zhiyao still retained the excitement of showing off her skills, her fair cheeks flushed with a light pink.

She felt even more grateful to Shen Jin.

It seems she has found a stage where she can fully express herself, and all of this was provided by Shen Jin.

Shen Jin turned his head and looked at Lin Zhiyao's excited and lively face: "There's a charity gala tonight, and I need a female companion. Will you come with me?"

Lin Zhiyao was taken aback, her almond-shaped eyes widening slightly: "President Shen, I've never been to this kind of occasion before, I'm afraid I don't know the etiquette..."

She paused, her voice lowering slightly, sounding a little timid, "And I don't have any suitable clothes either."

"It's okay, you don't need to pay attention to anyone else, just follow me," Shen Jin said, shifting his gaze from her face to the palm tree shadows flashing past the window. His somber yet handsome features were reflected in the glass. "As for clothes... we're on our way to buy them now."

Lin Zhiyao's almond-shaped eyes widened again.

Shen Jin watched her lively and adorable reaction, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

The car quickly stopped in front of a clothing store facing the street. The storefront was small, and only a satin dress was hanging in the window. The light shone on it, giving it a soft luster, but it was obviously expensive.

When Lin Zhiyao pushed open the door and entered, her gaze swept over the row of dresses in the store, and she paused slightly.

These colors and styles all suit her very well.

Mostly light colors, the waist is perfectly fitted, and the skirt length hovers around the knee, making it a great option for people who have never worn a formal dress before to try on.

It's obvious that someone had given prior notice.

Lin Zhiyao blinked, looking at Shen Jin uncertainly. The latter had already walked to the sofa and sat down, his expression still indifferent and somewhat aloof. He took the water glass handed to him by the shop assistant and raised his chin: "Try the pink one."

The shop assistant quickly took down the light pink dress and hung it in front of her.

Lin Zhiyao then noticed that the back of her body was a deep open back design, with the V-shape extending all the way up to her waist, almost exposing her entire back.

Her face flushed again, and a sense of timidity arose in her heart, making her want to back out.

But considering that she had just agreed to Mr. Shen's offer and that he had given her such a great opportunity, and that she had been thinking about working hard to repay him in the car, she decided to back down without a fight.

That's far too selfish.

So, Lin Zhiyao gritted her teeth and took the dress into the fitting room. She looked in the mirror and saw that the fabric was soft and draped, and felt slightly cool against her skin. The size seemed to be about right for her.

When Lin Zhiyao came out after changing, she hesitated a little.

The dress was perfectly fitted at the waist, flowing smoothly down from the waistline, and the light pink color made her skin look even whiter, with a rosy glow.

She stood in front of the dressing mirror, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the hem of her skirt. She shifted uncomfortably to the side, the exposed skin on her back making her feel a little empty and cold.

Lin Zhiyao felt a little embarrassed.

She had never worn such an expensive dress before. It was like when she was a child, she would secretly wear her mother's high heels, and she always felt that it didn't suit her.

"Turn around."

Shen Jin's voice came from behind her.

Lin Zhiyao turned around as instructed.

But she still didn't dare to look at Shen Jin. "Mr. Shen... does this outfit suit me?"

"certainly."

Shen Jin had already arrived in front of Lin Zhiyao, staring at her with a deep gaze.

Or rather, it's not just suitable, it's too suitable, almost too beautiful.

Like a beautiful princess cat.

"Sit down and lift your feet."

Shen Jin suddenly found himself holding a pair of matching lace-up high heels.

He bent down in front of her, knelt on one knee, and lifted her slender ankle with his fingers.

Lin Zhiyao froze, her toes curled involuntarily, and she almost stumbled backward and fell onto the sofa bench.

But Shen Jin's hot, large hands had already grasped her calves, his fingertips slightly cool, firmly controlling her direction.

Lin Zhiyao's feet were even more beautiful, like a piece of soft jade, with beautiful blue veins faintly intersecting on the instep, rounded toes that were crystal clear, and delicate ankle bones.

He held it in his hand, as if he could hold it in one hand.

Shen Jin's hand tightened involuntarily.

Lin Zhiyao trembled involuntarily as her hand was gripped.

My head is still a little fuzzy.

"Don't move."

Shen Jin lowered his eyes, his fingertips twirling the thin pink lace ribbon on the shoe, wrapping it around her fair ankle and tying it into a delicate bow above her ankle bone.

Lin Zhiyao sat on the bench, her back stiff, her gaze fixed on Shen Jin's lowered eyelashes as he focused intently on helping her put on her high heels, his hands holding her small feet. Her mind was blank and confused, not knowing how things had turned out this way.

Mr. Shen helped her put on her shoes?

Is that correct?

His fingertips brushed against the back of her foot, leaving a slightly rough, calloused sensation. The skin felt as if it had been scalded, sending a shiver down her spine.

Lin Zhiyao's fingertips involuntarily gripped the hem of her skirt, creating a small crease, as if she could hear her own heartbeat pounding in her ears.

Shen Jin released her hand, stood up, took a step back, and his gaze swept from her ankles down to the top of her head, finally settling on her face: "Hmm, it's better now."

Lin Zhiyao looked down at the bow on her ankle. The pink lace ribbon shimmered under the light, and her ears unconsciously turned pink.

Her fingertips were still clutching the hem of her skirt, her expression still dazed.