Yun Xinyan's voice was cold yet carried a hint of allure: "Ah Xiao, are you done with your work?"

Her voice was soft, yet the subtle coldness in her tone gave her a captivating charm that seemed to ignite a man's desire to conquer her.

This is human instinct.

Fu Qingxiao wore a cool and aloof deep blue ocean color, exuding nobility and indifference. Her features were exquisite, and her phoenix eyes were exceptionally beautiful. The lines of her jawline were delicate and aesthetically pleasing, conveying a sense of restraint yet a touch of allure.

A hint of allure shone through Yun Xinyan's eyes; her beloved concubine was becoming more and more handsome. Her excessive beauty made one's heart race.

Yun Xinyan raised an eyebrow slightly, having to admit that this guy had captured the hearts of countless female fans with just one shot, even getting them to watch the financial channel and buy up all the financial magazines.

This man has his charm.

"Have I kept you waiting long?"

Yun Xinyan walked over and hugged Fu Qingxiao's strong arm like a child, saying in a coquettish and lazy voice, "No, I haven't even started a game yet, and you've already finished it."

Fu Qingxiao saw Yun Xinyan's slender, fair neck, delicate and graceful collarbone, and exquisite curves. He slightly withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "You have a wound on your hand. Have porridge for lunch today."

Yun Xinyan raised an eyebrow slightly and said calmly, "It just so happens that I'm on a diet."

Fu Qingxiao gave her a reproachful look. With her figure, she didn't have much fat at all. Lose weight? What fat could she possibly have on her body?

When they arrived at the restaurant, Yun Xinyan was dumbfounded.

Various kinds of fruit porridge.

Meat porridge.

Whole grain porridge.

Seafood congee.

The table was covered in white.

"Is this what porridge is?" Yun Xinyan asked Fu Qingxiao with some surprise.

Fu Qingxiao had delicate features. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was still no particular expression in his eyes. He said calmly, "I've already told you, we'll have porridge for lunch. I think you need to gain weight."

Yun Xinyan smiled lazily, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of sweet fruit porridge, leaned slightly forward, and fed it to Fu Qingxiao's lips.

Her voice was cool and alluring, and her red lips curved into a faint smile: "Taste it for me to see if it's sweet."

Her delicate eyebrows and eyes revealed a faint languor and allure, and her fair and slender arms were like a piece of pure white jade lotus root.

She pushed the fruit porridge forward again, her voice still languid and alluring as she spoke softly, "If you eat this sweet fruit porridge, I'll eat you up too, sweetie. Open your mouth and take a bite."

"These porridges are specially prepared for you. They're seafood porridges, and I've avoided foods that might cause inflammation of the wounds if you're venting your anger. You can eat them without worry." His voice was very deep and seductive. Fu Qingxiao himself didn't realize that his pampering and indulgence of Yun Xinyan had been crossing the line day by day.

How could he normally pay such careful attention to these details?

"Besides porridge, what other side dishes would you like? I can ask the chef to make them."

A Michelin five-star chef is actually cooking for himself here!

This is a bit of a waste of talent.

Mr. Fu, what kind of operation is this!

Fu Qingxiao scooped a spoonful of meat porridge from his own bowl and fed it to Yun Xinyan.

"Eat more, and your wound will heal faster."

The two of them held a snow-white spoon in their hands, standing very close together, and fed each other.

There's more to come in the second update!