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

Lin Zhiyao wasn't there.

The large room was empty and quiet.

Shen Jin stared in the direction of the stairwell.

Nowadays.

It was his and Yao Yao's tenth wedding anniversary.

So he was in a great mood, and last night he accidentally went a little too far.

Shen Jin looked down at the restaurant he had booked. The night view was beautiful, and he couldn't help but think of those nights in Los Angeles ten years ago.

Ten years have passed.

But the events of those nights are still vivid in my mind.

As Shen Jin pondered, his fox-like eyes deepened, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he felt a bit hot. He couldn't help but tug at his collar to loosen his grip.

I sat alone in the living room for a while longer.

I really miss my wife.

Can't sit still.

Shen Jin went upstairs.

Upstairs, in the huge master bedroom.

The curtains in the master bedroom were drawn, making it dimly lit.

Lin Zhiyao lay on her side on the bed, her cheeks still flushed, fast asleep.

Shen Jin stared at her for a moment, then couldn't resist and lowered his head to kiss her soft cheek.

Not satisfied with just kissing it, he gently bit down on it, holding the soft flesh in his mouth.

"Well……"

That's how Lin Zhiyao was woken up by Shen Jin.

She opened her sleepy eyes and met Shen Jin's handsome face, which carried a hint of world-weariness.

Lin Zhiyao was already used to Shen Jin waking her up in these unusual or strange ways from time to time, so she just yawned slightly and asked softly, "What time is it?"

His voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up.

Shen Jin kissed her again before replying, "It's still early, only a little past two in the afternoon."

Lin Zhiyao: "..."

Is this what you call "still early"?

Lin Zhiyao pushed Shen Jin away and leaned closer, wanting to get even closer to her face. "It's getting late, and with you like this, I can't sleep either."

She got out of bed.

Go get dressed.

Shen Jin followed her, staring at the marks on her skin, his eyes darkening. "Wife, I'll help you."

Lin Zhiyao was sleepy and too lazy to move, so she let him serve her, since she was used to it anyway.

But as she got dressed, Shen Jin became restless and pinned her against the dressing mirror to kiss her.

……

"We're going out for dinner tonight." Shen Jin licked his lips, his voice hoarse, and fastened the last button for her with his long fingers. "I won't bother you now."

The two stood in front of the mirror, their clothes matching perfectly, looking exceptionally well-matched.

Lin Zhiyao was still a little sleepy, but after letting Shen Jin fuss over her for a while, she was fully awake.

She wrapped her arms around Shen Jin's neck and kissed him on the chin. "Which restaurant did you book?"

Her voice is soft.

Shen Jin gave his name.

"Huh?" Lin Zhiyao blinked, her almond-shaped eyes curving into crescents. "What a coincidence, my favorite blogger just visited this store a while ago, and it looked really nice."

It was probably Zong's assistant who chose it.

Even after all these years, I can still accurately grasp her preferences.

I bet he's been stalking her on Douyin a lot.

"Favorite blogger?" Shen Jin grasped the key point, his tone slightly somber, tinged with subtle displeasure. "Male or female?"

Lin Zhiyao was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled, "It's a woman! She's a mom, and I really love her baby. He's so cute, and such a smart and sweet little girl..."

She kept talking and talking, and as she got more excited, she even took out her phone and pulled Shen Jin to watch cute baby videos together.

Shen Jin remained silent.

Yao Yao's eyes lit up when she looked at other children, and she didn't glance at him for a long time.

All I could see was that adorable child.

Damn.

Shen Jin's fox-like eyes darkened, and his expression gradually turned gloomy.

Yao Yao sees other people's kids getting so good, she wonders what will happen when she has her own?

Will there still be a place for him in this place?

He absolutely will not allow it!

Shen Jin buried his head in the crook of her neck and said in a muffled voice, "Wife, I don't want a child."

Lin Zhiyao: "?"

She was puzzled, "I didn't say I wanted it."

"Then why are you looking at other people's children?" Shen Jin was even more unhappy, his tone full of jealousy, becoming more and more resentful and sour as he spoke.

"What's so interesting about that? Is it prettier than me? Honey, you haven't looked at me for a full three minutes! I'm right here, and you're not even as pretty as that kid?"

Lin Zhiyao: "..."

Her lips twitched.

Even after all these years, Shen Jin still occasionally acts out.

She's even gotten used to it.

"Mmm, of course not as pretty as you." Lin Zhiyao replied casually, wrapping her arms around Shen Jin's neck and pressing her body against him. "Honey, I love you the most."

Shen Jin was still unhappy.

Lin Zhiyao coaxed him a few more times and even kissed him before she finally calmed him down.

Shen Jin: "Wife, if you like children, you can look at pictures of me when I was little..."

Lin Zhiyao covered his mouth, helplessly saying, "Honey, you make me come here every year. Let's skip it this year."

Shen Jin had his mouth covered by her, and he stared at her with his fox-like eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.

Lin Zhiyao gave in, "Okay, okay, let's go take another look."

Shen Jin was slightly pleased and pulled her to the screening room.

Play the disc.

have to say.

Shen Jin was indeed very cute when he was a child, but he was like a domineering CEO even at a young age, always with a cold face, which reduced his originally perfect face to eight or nine out of ten.

But they are still very popular.

Even after watching it many times, Lin Zhiyao still felt her heart soften.

Shen Jin kept staring at her. Seeing her soft expression, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss her again. Then he tightly embraced her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Actually, he would rather see photos or videos of his wife when she was a child.

Unfortunately, her parents were inhumane and didn't love her. In addition, she had a very hard childhood, so they didn't even have a single photo of her.

Thinking about this...

Shen Jin's face darkened.

But it's okay.

Although he missed Yao Yao's tenth and twentieth years.

But Yao Yao is thirty years old now, and she'll be forty, fifty...

Every year, his image will be left behind.

Only after thinking of this did Shen Jin's expression brighten.

Just then, the movie finished playing.

Lin Zhiyao glanced at the time. "Oh dear, it's almost six o'clock already. Shouldn't we go to the restaurant?"

"Okay, I booked for seven o'clock, let's go."

Shen Jin pulled Lin Zhiyao up and skillfully draped a coat over her shoulders.

I walked to the door.

Shen Jin suddenly spoke up: "Wife, it's exactly ten years now. How about we take a picture to commemorate every ten years from now on?"

"Huh?" Lin Zhiyao was taken aback, then her eyes crinkled into a smile. "Oh, why are you suddenly so sentimental?"

Shen Jin: "I've always had it..."

Lin Zhiyao smiled but remained silent.

I won't expose him.

All his romantic flair was clearly outsourced to Assistant Zong...

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Shen Jin turned his head to look at her smiling face and asked, "What are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so happily?"

Lin Zhiyao: "It's nothing."

Shen Jin didn't press further. "Alright, but honey, we made a promise, so don't forget, we have to keep filming forever."

In other words.

It means being together all the time.

"Mmm." Lin Zhiyao agreed, her almond-shaped eyes curving into a smile, "We'll keep filming even when we're a hundred years old, when we're old men and women."

These words were spoken.

The two of them walked out of the room completely.

The door slowly closed.

In the last sliver of space.

Shen Jin lowered his head slightly, staring at Lin Zhiyao's profile. His gaze was gentler than ever before. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he uttered a single word: "Okay."

Then.

The door was completely shut.

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded into the distance.