Yu Shujun’s eyebrows gently raised, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes as she looked at Wen Nan. Wen Nan raised his hand to his lips and coughed twice, trying to defend himself: Just as he started, Wen Nan realized he couldn’t argue his way out. He certainly couldn’t explain to the person opposite that the two of them had no relationship whatsoever, especially not in front of Zhuang Yichen. In this instance, they had indeed been granted a marriage certificate. While he was struggling to find words, Yu Shujun echoed Zhuang Yichen’s playful tone from across the room: Wen Nan responded loudly. Yu Shujun fell silent, looking at Wen Nan in surprise at his audacious behavior. Seeing this, Zhuang Yichen chuckled softly, stepped forward, wrapped her arm around Wen Nan, and leaned slightly against him, looking at Yu Shujun, "Xiao Jun, you might not know, Brother Jiu and I just got our certificate yesterday. Since you call me Sister Chen, from now on, you can call him brother-in-law." After speaking, Zhuang Yichen fell silent, as if waiting for the assistant across to respond. Yu Shujun stared at Wen Nan, saying nothing. The atmosphere became somewhat tense. Wen Nan’s arm was almost frozen stiff by Zhuang Yichen’s hold, yet it was nothing compared to Yu Shujun’s icy gaze that seemed to freeze him in place. Wen Nan let out a small laugh, withdrew his arm, and proactively walked to the table, "It’s getting late, shall we eat first?" Zhuang Yichen saw no issues and smiled, following Wen Nan to the table, looking at the variety of breakfast items laid out, then turned to the person standing by, "Xiao Jun, have you eaten? You’ve bought so much, the two of us can’t finish it all, why not sit down and join us?" Yu Shujun instinctively wanted to refuse, but Wen Nan backed up Zhuang Yichen, "Join us for a bit?" Those simple words changed Yu Shujun’s mind, and she nodded, walking over to the table. Wen Nan recalled and thought he should have used a questioning tone earlier, not enough to trigger the control patterns in a commanding way. Why did the other person suddenly change her mind and was willing to join their "newlywed" breakfast table? Surely it wasn’t because of Wen Nan’s attitude, right? Probably not, so it must be the controlling patterns causing mischief. Seems like he should be more careful with his words in the future, even if not clear commands, it’s best to use alternative expressions, avoiding imperative sentences, or it might easily trigger the pattern’s effects. While pondering this, the three of them took their seats at the table one after another. Zhuang Yichen sat in the chair closest to Wen Nan, while Yu Shujun sat on the side farthest from them. At that distance, Wen Nan couldn’t whisper a word or two with her, having no choice but to subtly bring up the chat window from the system, then take a poached shrimp from the plate beside him, peeling it while sending a message to the person across— [Master-Nine: Did you also end up assigned to this instance?] The person across had just picked up a custard bun, peeling the paper lining from beneath it, paused for a moment when receiving the message, then quickly replied— Wen Nan sighed in relief. The last instance had just put Yu Shujun and him together, now in this instance, they met again, which was such a coincidence that Wen Nan couldn’t help but suspect whether it was his subconscious that accidentally triggered the golden control patterns while on the bed earlier, summoning the other person over? It seemed he was overthinking. It’s fine since it was a random assignment. However, since it’s a game random match... [Master-Nine: Who did you get matched with?] As soon as the message was sent, a small red exclamation mark immediately appeared on the right. Wen Nan paused slightly while peeling the shrimp, clicked on the exclamation mark, and saw a warning— [Please refrain from discussing instance-related content within the player chat system or community, infringing messages will be blocked] After closing the warning interface, a small prompt popped up on the top right. Wen Nan clicked it open to find it was actually sent by Zhuang Yichen. Wen Nan glanced sideways at the woman sitting next to him, noticing her casually holding a spoon, sipping porridge. Helplessly, he tapped open the message from her— [Chenchen (Wife-Limited Edition): While Xiao Jun has been with me for many years now and is devoted, she previously worked in my dad’s assistant team, so we can’t completely treat her as one of us.] [Chenchen (Wife-Limited Edition): In front of her, you still need to put on a show, don’t let her see our relationship is nothing more than a one-night stand with a stranger.] After reading the message, Wen Nan looked at Zhuang Yichen, seeing her turn and face him with a smile, her gaze falling on Wen Nan’s hands peeling shrimp, then leaning closer and slightly opening her mouth. Wen Nan gave a helpless smile, extended his hand, dipped the peeled shrimp in the vinegar dish at the side, then brought it to Zhuang Yichen’s mouth. He just tossed it in from afar, retrieving his hand right away, not even letting his fingertips touch Zhuang Yichen’s lips. That distant demeanor dimmed Zhuang Yichen’s eyes, but recalling that Yu Shujun was still sitting right there, she quickly put on a smiles again, while eating the shrimp, she said with a smile: "The shrimp peeled by my husband is so sweet." Wen Nan glanced towards Yu Shujun, seeing her lower her gaze, sitting upright, focused on peeling the custard bun lining, seemingly uninterested in the interaction of the couple beside her. Zhuang Yichen observed the man’s gaze directed towards her, the fake smile she had forced onto her face slowly retracting—