In the following days, Yu Jiamu's return home became very unpredictable.

Not only that, but when he came back, he always carried a faint smell of alcohol on him.

Lin Zhenzhen is a light sleeper and is sometimes awakened by the sound of him opening the door.

She opened the door and could see the dim yellow light on in the living room.

Yu Jiamu was sitting on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed, looking exhausted.

Lin Zhenzhen knew that he was planning a counterattack.

Rumors are circulating that the previously lazy and irresponsible Second Young Master Yu has suddenly become quite active.

Not only did he publicly refute his own brother at the quarterly shareholders' meeting, but he also made a solemn pledge to reverse the huge losses of Yu's Hotel within six months.

Their wolfish ambitions are blatantly obvious.

I really don't know what triggered him.

While the whole city was in an uproar, the culprit who "provoked" Yu Jiamu was...

He was sitting on the sofa, slowly folding clothes.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Zhenzhen turned her head, her fair face full of anticipation.

Seeing her bright smile, Yu Jiamu felt all his fatigue washed away.

His migraine, which had bothered him the whole way, was relieved quite a bit.

Lin Zhenzhen put down the clothes in her hand, got up and approached, but stopped a meter away from him.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her nose wrinkled like a kitten's.

Yu Jiamu lifted his collar and sniffed; the smell of alcohol was indeed quite strong today.

He chuckled to himself.

"I only drank a little bit of baijiu. Don't worry, I'm not drunk. Those old men drank more than me."

Yu Jiamu loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing his sexy, prominent Adam's apple.

“These shareholders are all old foxes. When you’re dealing with them, once you’re at the dinner table, you can’t help but drink.”

Lin Zhenzhen was still not very happy, so she picked up the whiteboard next to her.

She had only been living here for a few days, and the things she used for writing were already piling up in the room.

Yu Jiamu seemed to really enjoy talking to her.

He also said he didn't like the feeling of talking to himself.

He wanted everything to elicit a response.

Lin Zhenzhen: You've been so busy with work lately, it must be really tough for you.

Yu Jiamu pinched her cheek: "Am I really going to be a good-for-nothing for the rest of my life?"

"I didn't care before, I thought it didn't matter how I lived."

Yu Jiamu's eyes darkened.

"But now that I'm going to protect you, I need to appear somewhat reliable."

Lin Zhenzhen blushed, lowered her head, and wrote earnestly: I can protect myself.

Yu Jiamu chuckled and didn't continue the topic.

He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of carbonated beverage.

"How was your first day of class? Did those little brats make you angry?"

Recently, Lin Zhenzhen didn't have any classes, and Yu Jiamu was worried that she would be bored, so he found her a part-time job.

I went to work as a piano teacher at a friend's early childhood education center.

Although it was called a part-time job, she was really just going to play with the children for a while to relieve her boredom.

Lin Zhenzhen: The child was very well-behaved and even gave me a small gift.

She tossed her hair back, revealing cartoon stickers behind her ears.

Yu Jiamu stared at that pinkish skin and swallowed almost imperceptibly.

Unaware of the danger, Lin Zhenzhen continued writing: "Because it's so cute, I can't bear to take it off."

"You're really easy to please."

Suddenly, the things on the stove made a few gurgling sounds.

Lin Zhenzhen suddenly realized that she had cooked something. She rushed into the kitchen and frantically turned on the gas stove.

"What's this?"

Lin Zhenzhen lifted the lid, her little face scrunched up, seemingly somewhat annoyed.

She wrote: Hangover soup.

Yu Jiamu was stunned: "Did you make this especially for me?"

Lin Zhenzhen nodded gently.

Yu Jiamu felt as if something had struck his heart hard.

A sharp, stinging pain mixed with a tingling sensation.

Just as the overwhelming feeling of happiness was about to overwhelm him.

The words that woman had once spoken to him echoed in his ears again.

“A filthy creature like you should never have been born into this world.”

"You don't deserve a real family! Because no one will ever truly love you."

"ha!"

Lin Zhenzhen's exclamation pulled him back to reality.

She was about to move the pot when she accidentally got burned.

After being burned, her first reaction was to pinch her earlobe, as if doing so would reduce her pain.

Yu Jiamu grabbed her hand and rinsed it under the tap.

Gradually, the intense burning sensation disappeared.

Lin Zhenzhen pulled her hand back slightly, indicating that it was alright.

"From now on, I'll cook, so you should stay out of the kitchen as much as possible."

His words were not convincing at all, after all, the only thing in the refrigerator besides drinks was a bottle of expired milk when Lin Zhenzhen arrived.

They don't look like someone who knows how to cook.

Yu Jiamu put on gloves, picked up the pot, and poured out all the liquid inside.

The hangover soup, which should have been refreshing and sweet, has now turned into a dark, murky mess.

It looks very unappetizing.

Lin Zhenzhen originally wanted to throw away the contents of the bowl and cook a new one.

However, Yu Jiamu picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing a little water stain on the corner of his mouth, Lin Zhenzhen couldn't help but tiptoe and reach out to wipe it for him.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jiamu grabbed her hand.

He stared intently at Lin Zhenzhen, like a large carnivore locking onto its prey.

His eyes were dark, gleaming with a deadly, dangerous light.

It carries a strong sense of aggression and aggression.

Seeing this made her legs feel weak for no apparent reason.

A cramped space, an ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Zhenzhen had a strong intuition.

This time, there might really be no escaping it.

Yu Jiamu turned his head and pressed his lips against her injured finger, which was still slightly hot.

He parted his lips slightly and gently took her into his mouth.

Her warm, soft lips and tongue gently brushed against his fingertips, sending shivers down her spine.

Lin Zhenzhen's face was burning hot; she was so embarrassed that she had to turn her head away.

[Hmm, the male lead is so good at this, I'm only three years old.] The system shyly covered its eyes.

But it still shamelessly said: "[Can I have more? I can handle it!]"

The girl in front of me bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes sparkling with a captivating spring-like allure.

She seemed to want to push him away, but didn't refuse him with all her might.

Yu Jiamu leaned down, getting closer and closer.

Behind Lin Zhenzhen was the stone table for cooking, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

She lowered her head and nervously closed her eyes.

Yu Jiamu reached out, gently lifted her chin, and then pressed it against hers.

The girl was as inexperienced as a newly formed green plum.

But this clumsy performance only served to further stimulate Yu Jiamu's senses.

His eyes gradually turned crazed, and things seemed to be spiraling out of control.