Chapter 5 Chapter 5 He was really curious about what it meant to have eyes...
Even if it wasn't intentional, Chen Yuchu's words still carried a sense of majesty, and Yu Yinghui involuntarily stretched out her arm and handed him the plate.
Then, she watched him walk to the door of the room. The man, with his tall and handsome figure, stopped and knocked on the door with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.
"Enter."
There was a slight sound of the door opening. Yan Jiu thought it was Yu Yinghui and said in a friendly tone, "Aunt Hui, why are you still knocking on the door?"
Not getting a response, Yan Jiu raised her head. When she raised her head, there was a bit of coquettishness in her that she was not aware of. Her red lips were slightly open and she let out an "ah".
It’s not Yu Yinghui, but Chen Yuchu.
He leaned casually against the door, holding the dinner tray effortlessly in one hand. His nightgown was slightly loose, revealing his broad and powerful chest, his sharp and full Adam's apple, and his cold and indifferent eyebrows.
Yan Jiu looked away in shock, then stood up nimbly and apologized hastily, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."
Hearing Yan Jiu's apology, Chen Yuchu frowned unconsciously, raised his wrist slightly, and uttered a low syllable from his thin lips, "Midnight snack."
Yan Jiu's gaze returned to Chen Yuchu, and he was once again dazzled by the whiteness of his chest. He quickly lowered his eyes and whispered, "Thank you for bringing it to me."
Polite yet distant, a completely different attitude from when I thought it was Yu Yinghui just now.
The closeness is immediately judged.
I am her husband, but in her eyes I am not as good as a housekeeper.
Chen Yuchu felt a little absurd.
Seeing that Chen Yuchu didn't say anything, Yan Jiu looked up and happened to meet his smiling eyes.
What happened to him? Hadn't I already prepared to send Ping An away as he wished?
Thinking of this, Yan Jiu felt a little unhappy.
Fortunately, Chen Yuchu didn't want to say much. He just came to remind her, "It's late."
Yan Jiu raised her soft, boneless wrist and looked at the time. It was only nine o'clock. She blinked and smiled gently, without expressing any dissatisfaction. Her voice was sweet and clear, "I understand."
Chen Yuchu could see through her perfunctory attitude at a glance, but he didn't take it too seriously. He always spoke and acted to the point, and now he was just reminding her not to waste too much time on unimportant things.
After all, they were a couple, united as one. Chen Yuchu believed that Yan Jiu was sensible and proper, just as she had behaved at Chen's house when they first met. She could handle even the most awkward situations. After getting the marriage certificate, Yan Jiu had always done well. Even his demanding parents couldn't find fault with her, not to mention the old lady who always praised her.
Chen Yuchu thought that he and Yan Jiu were the same kind of people, and they understood what was most important and what was not important in this world.
He put the plate on the table and said, "I'll go up first then."
No matter how unhappy Yan Jiu was, she knew that Chen Yuchu had done nothing wrong in this matter. The Chen family had provided money and manpower for this villa, and she should not have raised a dog without Chen Yuchu's consent.
But because of this, she thought of her father again.
The same is true for Yan Hongsheng. He always has reasons for what he says and does. The words "reason" and "filial piety" weigh heavily on Yan Jiu's head. She has to do whatever he wants her to do, and she cannot have any unnecessary thoughts or actions.
They all wanted her to be the perfect doll.
Yan Jiu lowered his eyelashes, hiding all his thoughts, and said softly: "Okay."
A strange emotion welled up in Chen Yuchu's heart. Everyone said he was rational and ruthless, but now it seemed that his wife was the one with a truly unshakable character, always saying "good".
He was used to standing on high places and could not sense Yan Jiu's emotions. He said "hmm" and turned away.
Ping An was very good at capturing people's emotions. He didn't stick his head out from behind Yan Jiu until Chen Yuchu left, sniffing gently with his two black nostrils.
Yan Jiu sighed: "Even you are afraid of him."
Chen Yuchu thought Yan Jiu would be upstairs soon, so he left the bedside lamp on. The long journey and the prolonged mental strain had left him exhausted, so he closed his eyes before Yan Jiu arrived.
The cotton satin material was relaxing, and Chen Yuchu's breathing gradually calmed down. The fragrance of flowers lingered around his nose, and he had a sweet and dreamless night.
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The man on the bed slowly opened his closed eyes, his black pupils emitting a sharp light. No matter how late he slept, Chen Yuchu was used to getting up at five o'clock.
He glanced sideways and easily saw that the area next to it had not collapsed and showed no signs of use.
Chen Yuchu concluded that Yan Jiu did not go back to his room to sleep yesterday.
When he pressed the remote control and the black blackout curtains slowly opened outwards, Chen Yuchu had already changed into his exercise clothes.
The gym is in the basement and has all the necessary equipment.
Chen Yuchu exercised for an hour and a half as usual, then went upstairs to take a shower.
When he was dressed and sat at the table, Yan Jiu still didn't show up.
Chen Yuchu frowned and asked Yu Yinghui, "Where's the wife?"
Although his tone was casual, it sounded fierce when he said it.
"..." Yu Yinghui paused and did not answer immediately.
She didn't know whether she should say it.
It was Yan Jiu who appeared and saved her. "Good morning."
She was still wearing the same clothes she wore last night, and her white dress had obvious wrinkles.
Chen Yuchu's gaze was fixed on her face. Yan Jiu's eyelashes were half-closed and stained with water, and her eye sockets were thickly red like a rabbit. Anyone who saw her could tell that she had been crying.
Yan Jiu smiled an unpleasant smile, and Chen Yuchu began to doubt his previous judgment. This was not the dignified and polite Yan Jiu he had imagined. A rare crack appeared on his calm face.
According to Yan Hongsheng, Yan Jiu no longer had the temperament of a child from a wealthy family. She wasn't sure whether she was trying to avoid being in the same room with Chen Yuchu or was reluctant to leave Ping An. It should be a combination of both. In any case, she spent the entire night playing with Ping An.
Yan Jiu also knew that she looked a little ridiculous, so he took small steps and slowly moved back, whispering, "I'll go wash up."
She maintained her smile and walked up the stairs with dignity. When she turned the corner and made sure that Chen Yuchu could not see her, she gasped for breath and walked quickly back to the master bedroom.
The master bedroom, which was originally occupied by one person, now has the scent of another person. It is the woody aroma that has not yet dissipated. Mixed with the original scent in the room, there is a tangled and charming taste. Yan Jiu concealed the strangeness in his heart and walked into the bathroom with clothes.
There was still mist in the bathroom, and it was obvious that Chen Yuchu had just used it. The smell was even stronger, almost wrapped in the Chaoyan wine. It was the woody fragrance of Chen Yuchu's body, cold and light, just like him.
Yan Jiu blinked her thick eyelashes lightly, and looked forward thoughtfully. The woman in the white dress in the mirror looked haggard. Her double eyelids were swollen as if stung, and her pupils were full of bloodshot. No wonder she felt sour and astringent.
I didn’t think it was so exaggerated at first, but now that I saw it with my own eyes, I subconsciously panicked.
Doesn’t that mean Chen Yuchu saw everything?
Seeing her in such a miserable state.
Although Yan Jiu had no romantic feelings for Chen Yuchu, they were a married couple with an awkward relationship. They were both the closest and the most distant people.
Apart from her father, the person she least wanted Chen Yuchu to see her vulnerable and embarrassing side was her.
Yan Jiu covered her face with her hands, her mind was in a mess. She couldn't remember when she started crying last night. Maybe it was when Chen Yuchu left. She hugged Ping An and tears flowed unconsciously.
Many people don’t understand why she cares so much about safety, even her family members don’t understand.
She forgot to block her parents in her circle of friends yesterday, and Yan Hongsheng called again, asking her to send Ping An away as soon as possible and not to make Chen Yuchu unhappy.
Her family didn't care whether she was happy or not, they only cared about Chen Yuchu's mood.
But in her most difficult moments, Ping An was always by her side, resting his head on her palm. The furry touch made her feel real and trustworthy.
Yan Jiu felt that he was the worst master, as he didn't even have the ability to protect Ping An.
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Chen Yuchu ate breakfast slowly and methodically, picking up a piece of toast with his clean fingertips, so quietly that even his breathing could not be heard, as if he was not eating toast, but staying in an ancient palace, being served by hundreds of people. That was the elegance and composure engraved in the bones of the children of aristocratic families.
Yu Yinghui maintained good professionalism and kept a distance from Chen Yuchu. Her face looked calm, but her heart was actually beating at an accelerated rate.
"Housekeeper Yu." Chen Yuchu suddenly raised his eyes, and his sharp eyes looked at her calmly.
Yu Yinghui responded and took half a step forward.
"Madam, do you like peace very much?"
Yu Yinghui had actually said this to him yesterday, but Chen Yuchu hadn't taken it seriously at the time. People can like many things, but they don't have to own everything.
Yan Jiu's appearance just now had indeed shocked him. After coming to his senses, he realized that the relationship between him and Yan Jiu might not be what he had originally imagined. There was a big problem between them.
"Yes." Yu Yinghui nodded. She barely suppressed her fear of the superiors and wanted to plead for Ping An. "When you were away, Ping An was always with Madam. Madam's eyes always lit up when he was with her."
Hearing this, the corners of Chen Yuchu's lips curled up slightly in a noncommittal manner.
Yan Jiu saw that there was no light in his eyes.
He was really curious about what it meant to have light in the eyes.
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