In the evening, Huo Zhixing and Jiang Can returned to Xiyuan.

The car was parked in the yard, and the two kissed inside, the cramped space filled with a slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

Jiang Can's breathing became increasingly rapid, but she still held down his persistently aggressive hand, signaling him to go home first.

Even after being with him for so long, she's still very conservative in this regard. This kind of thing is too private; of course, it can only be done in a private place.

"Wife..." Huo Zhixing's voice was hoarse, "but I can't take it anymore!"

"You have to endure it even if you can't!" Jiang Can nestled against his chest like a kitten, warning him softly, "Don't force me to cancel your allowance this month!"

Huo Zhixing was extremely upset, so he took her small hand and kissed it.

However, he also knew that once she was in a "private" space, with the curtains drawn and the blankets pulled up, she was no longer the little woman who would blush at the slightest kiss...

Just imagining her unrestrained behavior, how she practically steals his soul, that agonizing feeling... it's truly...

Huo Zhixing's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly stood up, hugged her petite body in his arms, got out of the car, and headed straight home!

The two embraced in the entryway, but before Huo Zhixing could finish the kiss, the living room lights suddenly turned on!

Jiang Can exclaimed in surprise.

Fang Han was seen holding Fatty Orange in the living room, and Aunt Cen was all smiles. The living room was beautifully decorated, with the marble floor covered in rose petals; every detail exuded a romantic atmosphere.

"Surprise!" Fang Han hugged the chubby orange cat, grabbed its little paws, and waved them at them.

"Young Master, Young Madam, what do you think?" Fang Han asked excitedly. "This was specially designed for the two of you!"

Jiang Can's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Huo Zhixing was stunned for a full ten seconds, almost vomiting blood.

Why is it always him?! Every single time!

This time it's even worse. They actually chose this day and even brought Aunt Cen, who's chubby and orange-colored, along!

After we got the marriage certificate, didn't he specifically tell me to go as far away as possible?

"Fang-han!"

The roar almost ripped the roof off.

This time, however, Fang Han didn't look panicked about doing something wrong; instead, he laughed heartily with Aunt Cen.

Jiang Can quickly pulled Huo Zhixing back from hitting him.

Aunt Cen smiled and said, "Young Master, you can't yell like that, it's bad for your health! I just happened to have some soup in the pot, you and the young mistress can have it as a late-night snack!"

The chubby orange cat quietly looked at him, licked its lips, and meowed.

"Young Master!" Fang Han laughed so hard he almost choked. He walked up to them and bowed. "Don't worry, Young Master, even if I'm completely oblivious, I wouldn't dare disturb this important moment in your life!"

Huo Zhixing's eyes widened. "What's going on with you?"

"I just..." Fang Han scratched his head, "...I was just joking with you...hahaha!"

Fang Han didn't mean to unintentionally interrupt his good times in the past.

This time, let's put an end to the past few times! From now on, when I'm with the young master and young mistress, I must be extra vigilant, appearing when I should and disappearing when I should!

"Young Master, please don't blame Fang Han," Aunt Cen smiled. "It was your grandfather who sent him. The old man insisted that he tell you in person that he will bring the young mistress back for lunch tomorrow. From now on, all the affairs of the Huo family will be entrusted to the young mistress!"

Huo Zhixing finally caught his breath.

Fang Han then said, "I'll take the fat orange to Mrs. Yin right away and take Aunt Cen to the manor!"

After saying that, the two of them, along with Fatty Orange, disappeared into the night.

Jiang Can couldn't help but laugh so hard she bent over. Suddenly, a pair of large hands wrapped around her from behind. Before she could react, she was carried in a princess carry into the bedroom upstairs.

The man leaned in close, his gaze tender and suggestive.

Jiang Can reached out her small hand and hooked it around his neck, her beautiful eyes sparkling like stars.

“

Her soft voice was irresistible.

"Think about it, isn't this what our wedding night should really be like?"

"Hmm." Huo Zhixing didn't have time to think about so much.

His mind is full of...

"?"

"Hmm?" What kind of question is that? Huo Zhixing answered without thinking, "Of course."

Jiang Can smiled happily.

"Fool, of course you will."

Even if he hadn't said these words, she knew he would spend his life fulfilling this promise.

But sweet words are something you never get tired of hearing.

Jiang Can buried her face in his chest, gently pressing against him.

“…”

Huo Zhixing was so enthusiastic that he was about to lose control.

However, the little woman in his arms suddenly smiled mischievously, "Even if you become a bald meatball..."

puff……

Huo Zhixing paused for a moment, then finally laughed.

"Wife, I'm a meatball, so what are you?"

Jiang Can thought about it seriously: "Then, I'll be Su Wanzi!"

Once, they discussed how they would meet again in their next life. The final answer was that even if he became a meatball and she became a vegetarian meatball, they would still be on the same plate and would be together for all eternity, never to be separated.

As soon as Jiang Can finished speaking, the two of them smiled and hugged each other.

Huo Zhixing pulled the blanket over their heads, dimmed the lights to their lowest setting, and everything was quiet and beautiful, yet also gorgeous and passionate.

...

Led by a waiter, Cheng Xuerou arrived at Huo Zhiyan's private club.

I had long heard that there were many high-end clubs at the foot of Minghuang Mountain, frequented by the most distinguished people in the city.

I never expected that she would receive such VIP treatment here.

The waiter first took her to a beauty spa, where a top-notch beautician served her alone. Cheng Xuerou took a closer look; she often saw this beautician on fashion programs, and her clients were usually movie stars.

And now...

Cheng Xuerou felt incredibly happy. It's so good to be rich! Money is a person's status; money really can buy everything.

What she is enjoying right now is something Ye Chen can never give her!

Cheng Xuerou took a sip of red wine, and the waiter brought over a masseuse to give her a back massage.

"Miss Cheng," the waiter said respectfully, "our young master is currently busy with some matters and cannot leave. He hopes you have a pleasant stay. He will come to see you as soon as he is finished."

"Oh, okay!" Cheng Xuerou said obsequiously. "Tell the young master not to worry! Heh... he's already made all the arrangements!"

The waiter bowed and left.

Cheng Xuerou smiled and looked around. This small spa massage room alone was as luxurious as a palace.

Since Huo Zhixing can't be relied upon, then he can settle for the next best thing, and Huo Zhiyan can do it too!