She was about to step back when she felt an added strength around her waist, and as she lifted her head, she found herself lost in his deep, enchanting eyes. "My dear wife, how could a mere kiss count as a reward?" Meng Siyu’s voice was rich and captivating, like a cello, and his eyes seemed to hold a magnetic pull. "Then how should I reward you?" Tang Yue was momentarily stunned; she knew her husband was handsome, but when he looked at her so tenderly and attentively, her heartbeat couldn’t help but quicken, and the heart pounding in her chest felt like it was about to leap out. Meng Siyu really liked how his wife would dazedly stare at him. He leaned in closer, almost whispering in her ear: "You are not to reject me." Didn’t that mean she wouldn’t get a wink of sleep all night? Tang Yue immediately snapped back to reality, but it was too late. Meng Siyu had already stepped back and quickly slipped into the bathroom to shower. Tang Yue could only stare at the closed door, fuming. After a short while, Meng Siyu’s voice came from the restroom. "My dear wife, I didn’t bring my clothes." "Whose fault is that?" Tang Yue retorted from the sofa, nestled in. Meng Siyu said, "My dear wife, if you don’t fetch them for me, I’ll just come out since there’s no one else around." No sooner had he finished speaking than Tang Yue hastily replied: "Don’t! I’ll get them for you, okay?" When Tang Yue groggily woke up it was already noon the next day. Whiffs of the delicious lunch Meng Siyu had brought stirred her empty stomach into singing its hunger, and she felt immensely unfair looking at Meng Siyu, energized and clad in his training gear. He had been the one exerting himself, so why was she the one worn out? She lay in bed not wanting to move even a finger. Despite having slept for so long, it felt as though she could never get enough sleep. Tang Yue took a change of clothes to the bathroom. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she still looked charming, yet deep in her eyes was a profound sense of grievance! If this kept up, would she even need to get out of bed? Meng Siyu was like a wolf that could never be sated. Tang Yue was extremely troubled. She used to think her stamina was quite good, but now in front of Meng Siyu, her little bit of energy felt... child’s play. "My dear wife, time for lunch." Meng Siyu cheerfully called out, his eyes and brows expressing his tenderness as he stood outside the bathroom, kindly offering, "My dear wife, how about I carry you?" "Get lost." Tang Yue was brushing her teeth and mumbled her rebuttal, she was not so weak as to be carried. Tang Yue brushed her teeth vigorously, as if by brushing hard she could let out all the annoyance in her heart. If only she’d known marriage would be , she would have postponed it until after graduating from college at all costs. This was truly a miscalculation. Though the lunch was merely canteen food, for the famished Tang Yue, anything tasted delicious. With her stomach fully satisfied, Tang Yue contentedly snuggled on the sofa, watching Meng Siyu busily clean up the dishes and tidy the table, her mood couldn’t be any better. Life at the company went by swiftly, and Tang Yue’s days were leisurely, well, if one could ignore Meng Siyu’s nightly serenades, it would be even more wonderful. Lian Qingqing returned from Wangjiang County and saw her biological mother. "Mom, did you just come back from the hospital?" Lian Qingqing looked at Xiang Yazhi’s worried expression and asked, "Uncle, is there really no hope?" "Indeed." Xiang Yazhi let out a long sigh, feeling a headache coming on as she thought about what Xiang Yawen had said today. These days, since that thing was broken, Xiang Yawen has caused a lot of trouble for the Xiang family, even scolding his own son thoroughly. His sons didn’t understand why Xiang Yawen was scolding them, and seeing that he was fine, they all sneaked away. As for Xiang Yawen’s wife, she had died a few years ago. Over the years, Xiang Yawen did not marry openly, but he was not short of women in secret. Now that the thing was broken, Xiang Yawen had become a completely different person. Especially since Xiang Yawen still owed one million out there, he had been hiding in the hospital for quite some time. Now, seeing Xiang Yazhi, he immediately asked her for money. Xiang Yazhi was now like a clay Buddha crossing a river—hardly able to save herself. How could she casually produce one million just like that? After a quarrel between the siblings, Xiang Yawen said, "Sis, if it weren’t for you, how could my body have been ruined? You can’t just watch me die, right?" Xiang Yawen’s words were harsh and made it impossible for Xiang Yazhi to refuse. "Uh-huh." The more Xiang Yazhi thought about it, the more she couldn’t help but feel that Lian He was really too ruthless and had no regard for their many years of marriage at all! After all, Yawen was her own brother. How could she ruin the essence of Yawen’s life? Lately, Xiang Yazhi had been worn out and felt like she had aged a lot. "Mom, what’s done is done, and being angry won’t help." Lian Qingqing tried to soothe, "Mom, the main thing now is to appease Dad. Shouldn’t you get ready and dress up?" Googlᴇ search novel※fire.net "Mom, have I gotten old?" Xiang Yazhi’s anxiety surged as she touched her face, prompted by her daughter’s words. "Mom, you’re still Mrs. Lian, the madam of the Lian family. Others can only envy you. I’ve told you before not to bother with Tang Yue. Nowadays, Dad feels even more guilty towards Tang Yue. Uncle’s matter, you should let it be; it’s his own doing." As Lian Qingqing spoke of this matter, her words were a bit cold. If it weren’t for the uncle’s foolish actions, how would she have been implicated? "Qingqing, how can you talk like that?" Xiang Yazhi instinctively retorted; after all, she only had one brother, Xiang Yawen. "Mom, Uncle has always been unreliable, and you still let him do that, getting caught in the act. If it wasn’t for seeking his own troubles, what was it?" Lian Qingqing’s words carried a trace of frustration, and she said, "Mom, clear things up with Uncle, and once you secure your position as Mrs. Lian, the Xiang family’s business will come back." "After that, you could also ensure Uncle isn’t short of money, right?" Lian Qingqing knew clearly what Xiang Yazhi might say, and she emphasized repeatedly, "Mom, please don’t provoke her again." Xiang Yazhi replied irritably. How dare she now mess with Tang Yue? What if Lian He really disregards any affection and goes straight for a divorce? What would she do then? With the Xiang family suffering this difficulty and facing significant losses, they had always relied on the Lian family to make money. Because Xiang Yawen could not manage, the earnings were not substantial. Therefore, with people withdrawing their investments, even if she wanted to tell others that she had not divorced from the Lian family, it was futile. On Lian He’s end, there was not a bit of leniency towards the Xiang family. Qingqing was right; she should dress up and appease Lian He. But could she really win him over? And what about the one million owed by Xiang Yawen? What should she do? "Qingqing, can I discuss something with you?" Xiang Yazhi hesitated as she pulled Lian Qingqing aside.