Chapter Sixty: Fu Hengzhi chased after them to their bridal chamber.

That shirt is an exclusive custom design by an international master; it's his clothing!

His beloved Porcelain actually fell asleep wearing his shirt?

His beloved girl, dressed in his clothes and enveloped in his scent, curled up in a small ball under the covers.

The sense of satisfaction this image brought him instantly washed away all his previous unhappiness and jealousy. His body tensed and hardened even more…

Just then, Cheng Siyu's text message popped up: [President Huo, the information you asked me to investigate has yielded results. Xiao Qi is a silver fox dog that Miss Su raised when she was young!]

Silver Fox Dog?

It turns out he was jealous all day because the other person wasn't a person, but a pet dog?

He almost lost control because of this inexplicable jealousy, and almost let his desires run wild, hurting her!

"Xiao Qi...I'm sorry..."

Su Muci was once again plunged into that blood-red nightmare. She murmured unconsciously, her body twisting restlessly under the covers, and fine beads of cold sweat seeped from her forehead.

Huo Zhan, who was guarding the bedside, had a deep look in his eyes. Something must have happened to the little silver fox, otherwise, she wouldn't act like this every time she called Xiao Qi's name.

After a moment of contemplation, Huo Zhan stood up and walked to the window, completely blocking out the last ray of moonlight.

The heavy curtains closed silently, plunging the room into darkness.

The only sounds in the air were their soft, intertwined breaths and the rustling of clothes being removed.

Huo Zhan lifted a corner of the blanket, lay down, and pulled the slightly trembling body into his arms.

The moment their bodies touched, Su Muci, who was fast asleep, seemed to instinctively find a place to lean on.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around his strong waist, her burning cheeks unconsciously rubbing against his bare chest, searching for a more comfortable position.

Sensing her sweet fragrance, Huo Zhan couldn't help but catch his breath.

Every muscle was taut as iron.

His remaining rationality told him he should leave immediately and resist the greed that was growing wildly within him.

But her slender fingers dug tightly into the taut muscles of his arm.

She needs him; his beloved needs him!

This realization made his blood boil, and he simply couldn't let go.

"Porcelain..."

He called in her ear, his voice hoarse and restrained, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

His hot, thin lips gently touched her forehead, carefully, as if afraid of frightening her, who was already trapped in a nightmare, in the slightest.

Feeling the warm embrace, Su Muci's body, tense from the nightmare, gradually relaxed, and she fell into a deep sleep...

This night was especially long for Huo Zhan, who endured the torment of restraint and forbearance to the point of exhaustion until dawn.

When Su Muci woke up, there was no one beside her.

For some reason, she slept exceptionally well that night, a sleep she had never felt before.

In her hazy state, she seemed to be kissed and held by someone; their chest felt warm and reliable.

But looking at the empty room, she simply assumed it was all a dream.

Su Muci changed out of her shirt and carefully hid it in the innermost part of the wardrobe.

She thought guiltily, "I hope Huo Zhan won't find out, otherwise he'll definitely look down on me like Fu Hengzhi did."

After hiding, she washed up, got dressed, and went downstairs.

She still felt somewhat lost in the unfamiliar yet spacious villa.

"Mrs. Huo."

When the two maids who came forward to greet her called her by this unfamiliar title, she was stunned for a long time before she reacted.

"Good morning."

She gave a dry response.

The maids exchanged a smile and left, whispering to each other as they went:

"Last night I saw my wife sleeping in the second bedroom, and I thought they weren't getting along. But it turns out my husband cooked her some desserts early this morning."

"I wonder if my wife will be very touched when she finds out?"

Su Muci: "..."

It seemed as if the two of them were acting on someone's orders, deliberately saying those things to her.

She hesitantly followed the aroma of pastries in the air and headed towards the restaurant.

The open-plan kitchen design creates a sense of spaciousness and openness.

Huo Zhan stood inside, having shed his usual impeccable suit and wearing only a well-pressed dark shirt, over which was a cream-colored baking apron that contrasted sharply with his usual demeanor.

He leaned forward slightly, his tall frame slightly bent, listening intently to the explanation from the professional baker beside him.

Warm morning light streamed in through the huge glass windows, casting a soft glow over the entire space and outlining the contours of his handsome profile.

From her straight nose to her slightly pursed lips, and her sharp jawline, every feature was exquisitely sculpted, causing Su Muchi's heart to skip a beat.

However, Huo Junjun's words, "He has another woman outside" and "He's lying to you," surged from the bottom of my heart like ice water, instantly freezing the budding feelings within me.

He has someone else in his heart; their marriage is merely a contract. The scene before him might just be a performance on a whim.

Huo Zhan seemed to notice her gaze and looked up at her.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment, deep and unfathomable, then he whispered a few words to the baker before walking toward her.

Did you sleep well last night?

His voice was gentle, with a sexy magnetism.

Seeing Su Muci nod, her cheeks flushed, he smiled faintly: "Sit down, and try my cooking?"

He gestured to the freshly baked pastries on the counter, which emitted an enticing sweet aroma.

Su Muci lowered her eyelashes, avoiding his overly intense gaze, and tried to keep her voice calm: "Mr. Huo, you can do these things too?"

“I didn’t know how before, but now that I’m married, I should learn a lot of life skills.”

He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Hearing this, Su Muci recalled what he had said in the live stream last night. She sat down and asked, deep in thought:

"Are you implying that after we get married, I should retire from the entertainment industry, learn to cook, and become your full-time housewife?"

She said in a disappointed tone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, I will not retire from the entertainment industry, and I will not follow the same path as my mother."

"Mrs. Huo, I think you've misunderstood."

Huo Zhan sat opposite her, his eyes burning and deep as he said, "I've said it before, you are a priceless treasure from birth. If I were to hide your brilliance, wouldn't I become a selfish, dark scumbag?"

"As long as you are willing, I will not only not advise you to leave the industry, but I am also willing to help you leave this small place of Jiangcheng and go to a bigger stage to show your talents."

"?"

Su Muci frowned. Why did he say that in the live broadcast last night?

Wait...could she have made a mistake? That smoldering young master isn't Huo Zhan?

Just as she was about to ask him, her phone rang.

Caller ID: Fu Hengzhi!

She instinctively avoided Huo Zhan's gaze and hung up the call.

However, the next second, a message popped up on the screen: "I'm outside your villa!"

Su Muci's pupils contracted. How did Fu Hengzhi find her villa? What was he doing here? Was he here with Zhou Mengying to humiliate her again?

In the midst of a frantic heartbeat, suddenly, a sound came from the direction of the villa's main gate—

"Cici! Stop hiding! I know you're in there!"