Lin Banxia was made utterly flustered by the low, raspy voice of the man, her face turning crimson as she failed to utter a single word in response.
When Yan Ting turned wicked, he was utterly irresistible, stirring her heart into a restless sway, teetering dangerously as if about to fall into his grasp.
Seeing her shyly lowering her head, Yan Ting, with a rare streak of benevolence, decided to let her off the hook.
Only then did Lin Banxia quietly exhale a breath of relief.
Exquisite dishes were brought to the table, and shortly after, a server delivered a bouquet of exceedingly rare pink roses.
Lin Banxia stared dumbfounded at the roses, then shifted her gaze toward Yan Ting.
"If you like them, please accept them, won’t you?"
Of course Lin Banxia liked them. She reached out and took the bouquet, the fragrance of the roses hitting her senses and leaving her slightly dizzy.
The entire dinner was filled with surprises, and Lin Banxia thought that this must be the most beautiful mont of falling in love.
After finishing their al, the two finally got up to leave.
When they got ho, Lin Banxia seized the mont while Yan Ting was showering to secretly take out her diary and quickly flipped back a few pages.
Inside were records of mundane daily life, snippets of her budding feelings for Yan Ting, and bits of her overly sentintal musings that now felt embarrassingly lodramatic.
Thinking about how Yan Ting had read all these words, she felt mortified beyond belief.
Snapping the notebook shut, Lin Banxia decided she wouldn’t continue journaling because, well—there was no longer a need to record her emotions anymore.
From now on, she could live them out every single day with Yan Ting by her side.
"Banxia, co in and help with sothing!" Yan Ting suddenly opened the bathroom door, steam swirling around as his taut, muscular body lood faintly in the mist.
Lin Banxia hurriedly closed her notebook and stood up, flustered. "What do you need to help with?"
"Co in, and you’ll find out." Yan Ting’s voice had dropped to an even huskier tone.
Only once Lin Banxia entered did she realize what kind of "help" the man wanted, leaving her montarily stunned.
But seeing Yan Ting’s handso face contorted in restrained discomfort, Lin Banxia had no choice but to lend her hands to the task.
It took several tries before the man finally seed satisfied and let her go. Lin Banxia stumbled out, dazed, staring at her hands with a sudden sense of embarrassnt she couldn’t quite shake.
Still, recalling the unguarded enthusiasm on Yan Ting’s face earlier, Lin Banxia couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
Who would’ve thought Yan Ting could have such amusing monts?
The next morning.
The man beside her, having been thoroughly contented, lay relaxed and at ease. Looking at the little woman fast asleep next to him, he leaned down to kiss her on the ear.
"Mmm... don’t bother !" Lin Banxia instinctively reached out, pushing his handso face away, wriggling as though ticklish.
"Rest well. I’ll pick you up after work tonight—keep company at an event, alright?" the man gently instructed in a low voice.
Half-asleep, Lin Banxia nodded her head drowsily.
Yan Ting really wanted to steal another kiss, but he couldn’t bear to disturb her, so he resigned himself to getting out of bed.
When Lin Banxia finally woke up, it was already past ten. Stretching lazily, a sudden realization struck her, and she froze.
Oh no, how had she slept so late? Would the elderly lady be displeased?
Lin Banxia quickly got out of bed and hurried downstairs. Sure enough, she saw the elderly lady sitting in the living room.
Lin Banxia bit her lip in regret.
Yan Ting had turned off her alarm clock, and with her pregnancy making her naturally prone to oversleeping, she had dozed off without even realizing it.
"Grandma..." Lin Banxia softly called out as she descended the stairs.
The elderly lady furrowed her brows, fixing her gaze on her. "So you’ve already started enjoying the life of a young mistress, hmm?"
"I’m sorry..."
"Ah, I knew you didn’t understand proper conduct. Yan Ting went to the company early this morning, but as his wife, you must learn to manage affairs and shoulder so of his burdens," the elderly lady reproached, clearly displeased.
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