Zhuang Yichen stiffened for a moment, then gave a cold snort, "I know, we have an agreement, whatever relationship you have with others, I couldn’t care less." Wen Nan acknowledged with a "Hmm" and continued his actions. Shortly after, Zhuang Yichen asked again: "Do you think Meimei is pretty? Is she more attractive, or am I?" "I didn’t even notice what Meimei looks like. With a beautiful wife beside me, how could I have the leisure to notice anyone else?" "Hmph! Only a fool would believe you." 9527: [Congratulations to the participant, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress increased to 88%.] Wen Nan’s lips curled slightly, his hands never stopping. A moment later, as Wen Nan touched the other person’s slender waist, Zhuang Yichen suddenly propped himself up, turned around, and grabbed the other’s wrist. "What’s wrong?" Wen Nan thought he might have accidentally touched a sensitive spot and added, "I’ll be more careful." Zhuang Yichen just stared intently at Wen Nan’s face, saying nothing. After a moment, his body leaned toward Wen Nan, thin arms hung around Wen Nan’s neck, and he leaned bonelessly against Wen Nan’s chest. After all, it was just a bench, and Wen Nan, afraid she might fall, had to raise his hand to hold her arm, helping her maintain balance. Zhuang Yichen followed Wen Nan’s guiding force, smoothly turned, and ended up sitting across Wen Nan’s lap. Wen Nan had no choice but to extend one hand to hold her waist. In such a position, apart from not looking at the challenge, an additional don’t touch challenge was needed. Seeing her expression and actions, Zhuang Yichen gave a light snort, "It’s commendable to have such self-restraint, husband." Wen Nan’s face still held a calm smile, "What do you want to do?" Zhuang Yichen hooked her arm around Wen Nan’s neck and sat up a bit, "How was the taste of cherries you tried this morning?" Wen Nan reminisced, "Not bad." Zhuang Yichen moved closer, eyes falling on Wen Nan’s lips, "I want to try it too." Saying this, without waiting for any response, Zhuang Yichen directly leaned in, aiming her lips toward Wen Nan’s lips... 9527: [Congratulations to the participant, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress increased to 89%.] Wen Nan held her cold waist, not responding, but not refusing either. Just as her lips were about to meet, Zhuang Yichen’s waist suddenly stiffened, her brows furrowed, showing an expression as if pricked by something. Wen Nan noticed the situation, his peripheral vision glancing downwards, noticing a faint golden glow around Zhuang Yichen’s waist. Wen Nan inwardly murmured. Zhuang Yichen exclaimed lightly, falling off Wen Nan’s lap. Her knee hit the edge of the marble bench, quickly showing red. The delicate lady’s eyes instantly turned red, pouting pitifully, "You didn’t want to kiss, just say so, why push me, now it’s red, boohoo." 9527: [Please note, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress decreased to 86%.] Wen Nan picked up a pajama from the bench, draped it over Zhuang Yichen, and scooped her up in his arms, "I’ll take you back to the bedroom to apply some medicine." Zhuang Yichen nestled obediently in Wen Nan’s arms, her cold fingers lightly touching his firm chest, biting her lip, nodding, "Hmm." 9527: [Congratulations to the participant, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress increased to 87%.] Exiting the bathroom, he immediately saw Yu Shujun standing at the doorway. Yu Shujun stepped forward, seeming to want to say something, but before speaking, Wen Nan just shook his head. Yu Shujun swallowed back his words, lowered his eyes, and stepped aside to clear the path. Wen Nan, carrying Zhuang Yichen, left quickly. Yu Shujun stood alone in the empty room, slowly clenching his hand, gradually forming a solid light sword. Returning to the bathroom, Yu Shujun looked down at the marble bench. Besides the faint golden glow, there was a silver light so faint that an ordinary person’s naked eye couldn’t catch it. It was this tiny silver light that disturbed Yu Shujun’s actions, leading to losing control over the Root Breaking Slash, causing Zhuang Yichen to fall. With slightly narrowed eyes, Yu Shujun flicked his wrist, sending a strand of golden light from the sword blade, flowing along with the silvery light, extending out the window into the night. Yu Shujun raised his sword and moved forward, seeing the golden light tracing its way into the greenhouse beside the garden. It was that repairman, Uncle Wang. His face turned cold and somber, Yu Shujun leaped directly towards the greenhouse. In the master bedroom, on a spacious bed, Zhuang Yichen lay there, pouting like a little catfish, with tears brimming in her eyes. Wen Nan sat beside her, speaking softly, "Does it hurt that much?" Zhuang Yichen felt wronged, "It’s not that it hurts, boohoo, now it doesn’t even look good, boohoo." She needed her beautiful appearance to entice her man, yet now she hadn’t succeeded and ended up hurt, what will she do now? Without beautiful legs, her charm is halved, maybe he won’t want to touch her anymore... Just as Zhuang Yichen was feeling sad, her ankle was grabbed by the man opposite and brought to his lips. Wen Nan lowered his head, gently kissing the reddened area, "How can it be unattractive? It’s like a touch of rouge melted into the snow, very beautiful, I like it very much." Zhuang Yichen stopped whining, feeling a bit shy from his kiss, her toes instinctively curling, "Really?" Wen Nan chuckled lightly, "Of course, why would I lie to you." Zhuang Yichen smiled, but quickly suppressed it, "Sweet talker, only a fool would believe you!" 9527: [Congratulations to the participant, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress increased to 89%.] From the nightstand, Wen Nan opened a bottle of ointment, squeezed some out, and gently applied it to her knee, slowly rubbing it in. Lying in bed, Zhuang Yichen gazed under the light at his flawless handsome profile, and after a long while, spoke: "Husband, I really want to keep you by my side for a lifetime, turn you into a little trinket, hang you on my belt, wherever I go, take you with me." 9527: [Congratulations to the participant, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress increased to 95%.] Wen Nan turned his head back, giving a slight smile, "What kind of talk is that?" Zhuang Yichen sat up, "I’m serious," holding out a hand with a miniature model of a small house, placing it in front of Wen Nan, "Here, take this, and you’ll never escape my grasp." 9527: [Congratulations to the participant! Successfully found the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item—Chenchen’s Mobile Castle!] 9527: [Congratulations to the participant, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" key item, exploration progress increased to 100%.] After leaving the greenhouse, Yu Shujun returned to his bedroom and saw Wen Nan sitting by the bed. With one hand in his pocket and the other tossing a small trinket, appearing like some sort of miniature model. In the darkness, Yu Shujun couldn’t see what expression Wen Nan wore. Yet the way he sat there silently, this stance... An intention to question? Yu Shujun put away the light sword, stepped slowly to Wen Nan’s side, waited for a moment without hearing any rebuke, lowered his eyes, and attempted to speak up first with a feeble explanation: Yu Shujun suddenly lifted his gaze, looking at Wen Nan incredulously, "You... you saw the silver light?" Wen Nan was taken aback, "What silver light?" "The trace left by the person fiddling in the back in the bathroom." Wen Nan shook his head, "No, I didn’t notice." Wen Nan laughed, "I understand you, you may have little tantrums, but when it comes to affecting my tasks, anyone might do it, but not you." Yu Shujun was silent for a long time, gazing blankly into Wen Nan’s bright black eyes in the dark. Yu Shujun never was good at defending himself, and after what happened earlier, he thought there would inevitably be some blame. But the other person chose to unconditionally believe him. It was hard to describe the feeling inside, and after a long silence, lowering his eyes, Yu Shujun finally only said, "Thank you." Wen Nan was taken aback, utterly puzzled, "Huh? Thank me for what?" Yu Shujun couldn’t articulate why he was thankful, so he didn’t answer. Finding the atmosphere slightly awkward, Wen Nan coughed and changed the topic: "What about the silver light?" Yu Shujun quickly gathered himself, replying earnestly, "It was Uncle Wang, acting from the greenhouse in the garden." Wen Nan lightly furrowed his brow, "Did you chase after him just now? Did you find anything?"