Chapter 180: Clingy

Six o'clock in the evening.

Cullinan drove into the Beishan Villa garage.

Shi Yin and Han Zhan got out of the car and took the elevator to the first floor. The wolfhound was already waiting at the door. As soon as the elevator opened, it pounced on Shi Yin with its thick legs and small steps, its big, windmill-like tail wagging.

She hugged it.

Rubbed its furry head.

He kissed it on the head lovingly.

The dog's ears immediately perked up, their ears turning into airplane ears. He didn't care about his size and kept jumping on Shi Yin. He barely jumped twice before being grabbed by the dog-hating Han Zhan.

Shi Yin walked around the two of them who were playing around and went to the entrance to change her shoes.

As soon as she left, Ash immediately followed. However, Han's hands were faster. He grabbed the dog's hair by the neck, pulled it back, and lowered his voice to teach it a lesson: "What are you doing? This is my wife!"

"Woof!"

"Are you that petty little dog? Don't you even consider your weight of 70 or 80 kilograms? And you're still trying to be cute with her!"

"Woof woof!"

Ash struggled against his restraints.

Turn around and run.

This time Han Zhan failed to catch it. When he stood up, the dog had already run to Shi Yin, making "Mmm" sounds in its throat and rubbing her hand with its big head.

Dead dog.

Who did you learn this coquettish look from?

The off-time sound is still so useful.

Before he could pull himself out of his thoughts, his wife's clear and gentle voice came from the living room. She called him, "Han Zhan, did you get the photo album you gave me last night? I just checked my bag, but it's not in there. Maybe it's still in the open-air room at Qinyuanchun Sky Garden?"

Hearing this.

The bad expression on the man's face disappeared instantly.

Completely replaced by pleasant colors.

Han Zhan walked quickly towards the living room and replied as he walked: "Wife, on the way back, I called the manager of Qinyuanchun. He is having someone send the photo album over. I estimate it will be here soon. Wait a little longer~"

…

It's quite boring at home tonight.

Especially Mr.

It's like it's growing on my wife's body.

At dinner, he sat next to his wife, their chairs pressed together. He would look at her every time she took two bites of rice, and even when she took a sip of soup, even if it wasn't very hot, he would blow on it before feeding it to her.

Helps digestion after meals.

Ash followed him on the long journey.

As soon as the dog walked between them, the husband would immediately push it out and hold his wife's hand tightly. At this moment, his wife was tending to the roses that were growing well in the flower garden. The husband stood behind her, looking at the flowers and then at her face, one hand around her waist and the other playing with her long hair.

The servants gathered in front of the French windows.

Watch secretly.

Gossip in low voices.

They have all worked in the wealthy circle for half their lives, and have never seen such a famous couple. Not only are they so protective of each other outside, but they are also so sweet when they get home.

"The wife is going to work tomorrow, will the husband go with her?"

"Looking at this situation, it's possible."

"It seems like the husband has a disease that makes him go crazy if he's not with his wife."

"Other young masters from aristocratic families are either aloof or violent, but our master is different. He is clingy."

"That only sticks to my wife."

"Isn't this nonsense? Is the gentleman clinging to me? Do I deserve it?"

"Who said you're unworthy? We were all involved in the husband's proposal and were photographed in the wife's photo! The servants at our Beishan Villa are the best!"

Butler Han entered the living room. He didn't interrupt them from reading gossip, nor did he accuse them of gossiping about the host's family behind their backs. Instead, he called out to them, distributed the red envelopes in his hand, and said with a smile, "This is what the master prepared. It's a reward for everyone's hard work yesterday."

Everyone gathered around.

Take the red envelopes in an orderly manner without fighting or grabbing.

The housekeeper looked out the window, his gaze fixed on Han Zhan. He frowned from time to time, bent down, rested his chin on Shi Yin's shoulder, and then leaned close to her face, kissing the corner of her lips as if taking advantage of her.

Very childish.

Like him when he was a child and got his favorite thing.

There was joy in his eyes.

Shi Yin gave him the family warmth that he had not received in the Han family. The childish innocence that the Han couple had lost was also gradually revealed in front of Shi Yin.

-

The night deepens.

Most of the lights in the villa were off.

Shi Yin nestled in the chaise longue in the master bedroom's living room, sketching the lines of her wedding dress. Tonight, she was feeling particularly inspired, and in a short while, she had a rough draft.

She looked at the wedding dress in the picture.

The more I look at it, the more satisfied I am.

If I have time to refine it over the next few days, I can send it to the product department of the Scre brand and ask Sister Hua to help oversee the production. The phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated. Shi Yin put away the sketch and picked up the phone with the lit screen.

Tao Mian sent a message: "Xiaoyin, I hope I didn't disturb you so late?"

"No."

"Are you free next Tuesday night? Shine Group is holding a dinner in Banbijiangshan to celebrate the company's establishment in Beijing. They've invited a number of prominent families in Beijing and industry elites. I'd like to bring you along to expand your network."

Whether it was the benefits generated by the cooperative alliance or the care of the elders for the younger ones, Shi Yin saw Tao Mian's support for her and was grateful for it.

Shi Yin typed and replied, "I'm free, Mr. Tao, thank you."

Tao Mian is old.

All the messages sent are voice messages.

This time he wasn't talking about business, but rather expressing his feelings: "I finally understand how Han Er managed to hook you. Last night's proposal was truly grand. Even an old man over fifty like me was a little moved. It seems like being a playboy isn't without its advantages. At least he's romantic and will please you."

"Don't tell me he's different from other men again. I'm tired of hearing that. It's going to make my ears callused. No matter what, it's good that he's willing to be attentive to you. We can talk about his character and reputation later. If he can't control himself and gets involved with other women in the future, tell me, we have plenty of people in the Shi family to support you."

This way.

Shi Yin looked at the phone screen.

She did type out a line of words, and it turned out that he was indeed different from the rumors. After listening to the voice message sent by Tao Mian, Shi Yin deleted the line of words.

Verbal excuses are pale.

She believed that one day everyone would see the perfect Han Zhan in her eyes.

The sofa beside her sank a little, and someone's weight fell on it. Before Shi Yin turned around, Han Zhan, who was leaning against her, had already buried his face in the crook of her neck and kissed her ear: "Wife, why do I hear an old man's voice?"

"It's Director Tao."

"Oh, what does Old Man Tao want you to do?"

"..." Shi Yin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't be so rude. Mr. Tao is our uncle after all. If you can't call him uncle, you should at least call him Mr. Tao."

What the hell is Old Man Tao?

So unsophisticated.

No wonder people in upper circles dislike him.

As if he had guessed her thoughts, Han Zhan tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "I only care about what my wife thinks. It doesn't matter how bad my deeds may seem to others. As long as I'm good in your eyes, that's all that matters."

Shi Yin looked up at him.

Just opened my mouth.

A shadow fell on her face, and Han Zhan kissed her without saying hello. His hands were entangled in her long hair, and during the kiss, his fingertips kneaded her earlobe. When her consciousness was fading, Shi Yin heard him whisper in her ear: "Wife, try the bed at home?"