Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

Zhao Yuheng ultimately refused to give in and spent half the night trying to coax him.

Jin Bao'er turned her back to him and went to sleep with a huff, not giving him a kind look all night.

The next day, just as dawn broke, Zhao Yuheng got up first, cooked Jinbao'er's favorite soft-boiled eggs, and brought them to the bedside, gently calling out to her.

Jin Bao'er didn't even lift her eyelids, turned over and pulled the blanket tighter around herself: "I'm not eating."

Zhao Yuheng sighed and placed the bowl on the bedside table: "Remember to eat, it'll get cold soon, don't go to the company hungry later."

Jin Bao'er didn't respond, but after Zhao Yuheng left, she still sat up and ate, though her eyes still held a hint of anger.

He just wanted to help him, but this jerk insisted on treating him like a stranger.

The two went to Zhao's Transportation Group one after the other.

Just a few steps away, Jin Bao'er kept a half-meter distance from Zhao Yuheng, neither holding hands nor speaking to him, her face cold the whole time.

Zhao Yuheng went to coordinate with the warehouse regarding the expansion of the site.

Jin Bao'er sat at the front desk helping to register the forms.

I come to help out during the day and write novels at night.

When employees greeted him, he would just give a curt reply.

She caught a glimpse of Zhao Yuheng approaching out of the corner of her eye and immediately turned her head away.

"Little one, are you thirsty? I bought you some iced mango pomelo sago."

Zhao Yuheng handed over the milk tea, the one Jinbao loved the most.

Jin Bao'er waved her hand and said firmly, "I won't drink. I'm afraid I'll lose my mind and get into trouble for meddling in other people's business."

Zhao Yuheng's hand froze in mid-air, his eyes filled with helplessness.

The employees secretly chuckled at the sight; everyone could tell the boss's wife was angry.

In the morning, Zhao Yuheng convened a preparatory meeting for the expansion project.

Jin Bao'er wasn't qualified to enter, but she insisted on barging in with her notebook.

He found a corner to sit down and stared at Zhao Yuheng the whole time without saying a word.

After the meeting, Zhao Yuheng pulled him aside and coaxed him in a low voice, "Why did you follow me? Aren't you tired?"

Jin Bao'er shook off his hand, raised an eyebrow at him, and said, "I'm just here to sit in on this and see if my little bit of money is enough to cover your hole, so that someone won't say I'm worrying unnecessarily."

Zhao Yuheng's Adam's apple bobbed. He reached out to touch him, but was dodged. He could only soften his tone and say, "I know you care about your husband, but you really can't touch your money."

Jin Bao'er instantly exploded, her voice rising: "Zhao Yuheng, are you sick in the head! We're a married couple!"

"Your business is my business. You insist on dividing things between us. Don't you consider me family?"

The surrounding employees all turned to look, and Zhao Yuheng quickly pulled him into the office and closed the door.

His tone became more serious: "Stop fooling around, this is the company."

"You started this argument!"

Jin Bao'er's eyes reddened, filled with anger and grievance. "Back then, you gave me money to compete for the position of psychology representative. All those hot pot meals you treated me to, all those drinks you gave me, all those gifts you gave me—did you ever think about how you would feel if I didn't accept any of them?"

"Can't you try to see things from my perspective? Your attempts to smooth things over just make it seem like I'm the one making trouble!"

Zhao Yuheng's heart softened instantly when he saw the reddened corners of his eyes.

He reached out and pulled the man into his arms, gently patting his back: "That's not what I meant, little one, I was just afraid of making you feel wronged."

"If the expansion goes wrong, you'll have no way out. How can I face you then?"

"I really don't want to turn back!" Jin Bao'er struggled in his arms, pounding his chest. "I originally had nothing, but because of you, I have achieved what I have today."

"What's wrong with spending this money on you? We can always start over."

Zhao Yuheng held him tightly, neither letting go nor loosening his grip: "Listen to me, I'll figure something out. If all else fails, I'll ask my uncle; he should be able to scrape together enough money."

Upon hearing the words "asking for help," Jin Bao'er became even angrier.

She shoved him away abruptly and pointed at his nose:

"You'd rather beg outsiders and have to put up with their attitude than take my money? Zhao Yuheng, you're really something!"

After saying that, he turned and left, but turned back at the door, his eyes red, and said something harsh:

"If you don't agree to invest today, I'm going back to Yunnan tonight and never speak to you again!"

Zhao Yuheng watched his resolute back, his brows furrowed and his fists clenched tightly.

My heart aches, yet I remain stubborn.

He just wanted to give Jinbaoer enough confidence, how did that become a mistake?

……

At noon, Zhao Yuheng specially bought Jinbao'er's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and sauerkraut fish.

When the food was brought to the lounge, Jin Bao'er pushed the lunchbox back without eating a bite: "Don't bother me. I don't deserve to eat your food. After all, I'm not even qualified to help you."

Zhao Yuheng patiently coaxed, "Little one, eat. We can discuss the investment later. Don't go hungry."

"No discussion! Either you agree, or I'm leaving!"

Jin Bao'er was adamant and got up to leave.

Zhao Yuheng quickly grabbed him, and in the struggle, Jin Bao'er lost his balance and fell into Zhao Yuheng's arms.

Her nose bumped against his hard chest, and she groaned in pain.

Zhao Yuheng panicked instantly and quickly cupped his face to check: "Did you hurt yourself? Let your husband see if it's red?"

Jin Bao'er was already in pain, and the memory of this incident made her feel even more aggrieved.

Tears instantly streamed down her face as she cried, both angry and sobbing: "Zhao Yuheng, you bastard! Not only did you not listen to me, but you also hurt me! I just wanted to help you, why wouldn't you agree!"

Her soft, tearful voice broke Zhao Yuheng's heart.

She quickly bent down and kissed away his tears, coaxing him even more softly, "I'm such a jerk, it's all my fault, my darling, don't cry, please don't cry, okay?"

"Then you have to promise to invest!"

Jin Bao'er grabbed his collar, crying and demanding an answer. Her eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked both pitiful and stubborn.

Zhao Yuheng watched him cry uncontrollably.

My mind was in turmoil, but I still gritted my teeth and refused to give in.

"My dear child, wait a little longer, let me think of another way, okay?"

Jin Bao'er was completely heartbroken. She pushed him away, wiped away her tears, and said in an icy tone, "Fine, think it over. I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the lounge and went home.

Zhao Yuheng tried to stop him, but one of Zhao Yuheng's assistants came to him with some documents, saying that there seemed to be some problems at the factory.

He walked to the window and saw Jin Bao'er heading in the direction of home, so he breathed a sigh of relief and then went to take care of things.

He thought his wife was probably just saying it out of anger, and he would try to coax her later.

……

Jin Bao'er packed her things into her luggage and placed it in the entryway.

He sat on the sofa and waited for Zhao Yuheng.

He really intends to leave.

……

When Zhao Yuheng got home from get off work in the evening, he saw the suitcase in the entryway as soon as he entered the door. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly walked to the living room.

Seeing Jin Bao'er sitting on the sofa with a blank look in her eyes and a resolute expression, he panicked instantly.

"Little one, what are you doing? Are you really leaving?"

Zhao Yuheng rushed over and grabbed his shoulder tightly, her voice filled with panic, "Husband, I was wrong, please don't go!"

Jin Bao'er looked up at him, her eyes devoid of emotion: "If you don't agree to my request, then there's nothing more to say. There's no point in me staying here; I'm just getting in your way."

As he was about to get up to get his bundle, Zhao Yuheng held him tightly, refusing to let go, his chin resting against the crook of his neck.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, almost imperceptibly: "Stop fooling around, I'm most afraid of you leaving."

"You forced me to do this."

Jin Bao'er's voice trembled, "Zhao Yuheng, I want to share hardships with you, but you only want me to enjoy the good life. You...you don't respect my feelings at all. Can you please stop being so domineering and authoritarian?!"

"I really can't stand you anymore, I'm leaving!"