Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The setting sun bathed the sheer curtains of the French windows in a warm orange hue, and shimmering light drifted ambiguously in the air. The lingering warmth and sweet fragrance enveloped the two people embracing on the bed, their afterglow tender and lingering.

Yang Mi's cheeks were still flushed. She curled up in Lin Lang's arms, her nose rubbing against his warm chest. She could clearly feel his steady and powerful heartbeat, each beat like a tap on her heart, with a reassuring rhythm.

"Honey, how did you get those pecs and abs?" Yang Mi's fingertips unconsciously traced circles on Lin Lang's broad chest, her fingertips brushing against his well-defined muscles.

"Muscles are of course built through exercise." Lin Lang looked down at the beauty in his arms, his eyes still filled with lingering tenderness.

Yang Mi chuckled and joked, "You didn't learn that in bed, did you?"

"Nonsense, you can only make babies in bed, you can't develop abs. Do you want your baby to be your mother?" Lin Lang kissed Yang Mi's reddened earlobe, causing her to flinch slightly, like a frightened little animal.

Yang Mi lightly punched Lin Lang's chest with her pink fist and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying!"

Lin Lang chuckled softly: "There's an old saying that having children early brings early blessings. Don't you want to rise in status through your son and be written into the Lin family genealogy as soon as possible?"

"I want to! Hehe..." Yang Mi snuggled closer to Lin Lang, burying her face even deeper in embarrassment, revealing only a section of her fair neck with faint hickeys.

"If you want to, then quit the entertainment industry, get pregnant, and have my baby." Lin Lang's voice was slightly teasing, deep and magnetic, and exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

"But I've heard that childbirth is very painful!" Yang Mi's cheeks burned even hotter.

"There are plenty of women who want to have my baby, don't be ungrateful."

"Hmph, you bad guy!" Yang Mi's voice was soft and nasal, with a lingering languor.

"Oh? What did I do wrong? Didn't you like it just now?" Lin Lang chuckled, the vibration of his chest transmitting through their skin to Yang Mi.

"Don't say that!" Yang Mi hurriedly raised her head and covered Lin Lang's mouth, looking a little shy.

Looking at Yang Mi's adorable appearance, Lin Lang felt an overwhelming surge of affection. He tightened his arms and hugged her even closer, letting her fit completely against his chest, feeling her soft body and even breathing.

"Okay, I won't say anything." Lin Lang lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Yang Mi's flushed forehead. "Are you tired? Do you want more?"

Yang Mi blushed and replied, "Stop teasing me, honey. I have a gig tonight. I'm going to do a program on a Shanghai pop music radio station to promote the title track of my new album!"

Lin Lang gently pinched Yang Mi's nose and said with a smile, "Just kidding, I don't have that much of an addiction."

Yang Mi poked Lin Lang's chest with her fingertip and snorted, "With so many wives and concubines, you still say you're not addicted?"

“Honey, I did that to carry on the family line and strengthen the Lin family, not for my own selfish desires. Otherwise, I would have more money than I could spend even without descendants to inherit it!”

"Tch... I don't believe it! Have you been having ulterior motives towards Liu Yifei lately?"

"Uh...no! Why do you say that, honey?"

Yang Mi replied, "Ever since Liu Yifei signed with Wheatfield Music and Film Company, a lot of resources have been directed towards her. In the period dramas that will be filmed this year and next, you will be promoting her to play the leading role."

Hearing this, Lin Lang was a little confused, thinking: What's going on? Could it be that I've also won over Liu Yifei?

"Ding! System notification: There is currently no romantic relationship between the host and Liu Yifei. They are simply boss and female artist under the company. However, Liu Yifei has a good impression of the host, and the possibility of further development between you cannot be ruled out."

After reading it, Lin Lang hugged Yang Mi tightly and coaxed her gently, "Baby, you're overthinking it. You know how famous Liu Yifei is now after playing Little Dragon Girl."

"Liu Yifei's status has now reached the ceiling of domestic female traffic stars. The market determines her leading lady status in period dramas. As long as she stars in a TV series, TV stations are scrambling to buy it, advertisers are throwing money at it, and capital is also voting with its feet, isn't it?"

Yang Mi shook Lin Lang's arm and said coquettishly, "Honey, I want to be the female lead too. Write me a period drama script and give me a boost!"

Lin Lang replied indulgently, "Great! I happen to have a script for a time-travel drama called 'Palace.' I'll let you play the female lead, Luo Qingchuan. I guarantee it will make you a star overnight."

Upon hearing this, Yang Mi couldn't hide his excitement and exclaimed, "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Lin Lang pinched Yang Mi's cheek; it felt soft and delicate.

"Great! I can finally play the female lead, hehe..." Yang Mi kissed Lin Lang on the cheek, overjoyed.

"Silly girl, are you this happy being the female lead?" Lin Lang's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, his gaze fixed on Yang Mi's face.

"Of course! I got into the Beijing Film Academy to study acting so I could become an actress and a big star! How can I become a big star if I don't play the leading lady?"

Lin Lang nodded after hearing this: "That's right. She studied acting, so of course she wants to be the female lead. There's nothing wrong with what you said."

Yang Mi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Honey, what dynasty is the drama 'Palace' that you just mentioned set in? What's the main story about?"

Lin Lang gently stroked Yang Mi's shoulder and replied, "This is a Qing Dynasty drama, with the main storyline revolving around the experiences of a modern girl named Luo Qingchuan who travels back in time to the Qing Dynasty."

"The drama tells the story of Qingchuan witnessing the intrigue and cruelty of the succession struggle in the palace, and developing romantic entanglements with the Qing Dynasty princes, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen and the Eighth Prince Yinsi. I'll show you the script later."

Because Qing Dynasty dramas were very popular at the time, Yang Mi immediately smiled sweetly and said, "Okay!" when she heard that it was a Qing Dynasty palace drama.

Lin Lang, being a time traveler, was well aware of just how popular the 2011 drama "Palace," starring Yang Mi, was. When it aired on Hunan TV, it achieved the highest ratings in its time slot nationwide, with the finale reaching a market share of 16.74%.

The drama "Palace" even won the Best Screenplay Award at the 16th Asian Television Awards back then.

So it would be incredibly easy for Lang Ge to use this drama to make Yang Mi famous.

Yang Mi's gaze fell on Lin Lang's face, focusing intently on his eyebrows and eyes, her eyes filled with undisguised love as she said infatuatedly, "Husband, you're so good to me!"

Lin Lang looked down and met Yang Mi's expectant gaze. He teased, "You just said that I allocated Wheatfield Music's film and television resources to Liu Yifei. Now you think I'm good?"

Yang Mi's eyes lit up, as if filled with starlight. She tilted her head back and kissed Lin Lang's lips gently and joyfully.

"Honey, I just said it offhand. I know you love me the most!" Her voice was soft and gentle, filled with a strong sense of dependence.

Lin Lang replied indulgently, "As long as you behave well, I can give you whatever you want."

"Hehe... Honey, it's so good to have you." Yang Mi felt a sweet warmth in her heart, like she was holding a melting candy.

Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed Yang Mi's lips. This kiss was not as passionate and intense as before, but rather gentle with a touch of untamed elegance.

Yang Mi returned Lin Lang's kiss passionately, her young heart feeling as if it were filled with something warm and soft.

Is it love?

Yes, that's right!

Young girls like Yang Mi are most easily blinded by love.

Moreover, Yang Mi has fallen in love with Lin Lang, so she's likely to start suffering from the pain of love from now on!

After a passionate kiss, Yang Mi pressed her forehead against Lin Lang's, her nose brushing against his, their breaths mingling, and said sweetly, "Husband, I will always be with you for the rest of my life. No matter when, as long as you need me, I will be by your side."

Just take a woman's sweet words with a grain of salt.

Lin Lang's fingertips caressed Yang Mi's cheek, tracing her eyebrows and eyes, his movements filled with an intense, unyielding love. He coaxed her affectionately, "Baby, your husband will always love you and never leave you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes welled up with tears. She reached out and hugged Lin Lang's neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck and taking a deep breath of his unique scent, a scent that reassured her.

"Husband, I can't live without you, you are my everything." Yang Mi knew how to be coquettish, her voice soft and charming.

"Silly girl." Lin Lang gently patted Yang Mi's beautiful back, soothing her with tenderness, like comforting a wronged kitten.

"Honey, I have to get up now, or I'll be late for my gig." Yang Mi looked up, a sly smile in her eyes, like a little fox who had just stolen a piece of candy.

Lin Lang glanced at the setting sun outside the window as it completely disappeared and the sky gradually darkened. He then placed a kiss on Yang Mi's forehead and said, "Then you should go take a shower and change your clothes. It's getting late, and you still have to go to the radio station for your gig."

"Mmm, mwah!" Yang Mi returned the kiss to Lin Lang on the cheek, then jumped off the bed and shyly ran into the bathroom to take a shower.

Just as Lin Lang was about to light a cigarette, his phone vibrated.

Upon seeing that the caller ID showed Tong Lei, Lin Lang immediately answered the phone, gently saying "Hello."

The person who answered the receiver was a little girl with a soft, sweet voice: "Daddy, Xi'er misses you!"

Lin Lang was taken aback by the voice, his heart skipped a beat at the sound of the child's voice, and a loving father's smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Ding! System notification: The little girl currently talking to the host is named Lin Zhixi. She is the daughter of the host and Tong Lei, and is currently 2 years and 7 months old."

The next second, Tong Lei's real-time video feed appeared on the virtual screen in front of Lin Lang.

From Tong Lei's perspective, little Zhi Xi is sitting on her mother's lap, her tiny feet swaying gently in rhythm with her mother's talking.

She gripped the phone tightly with her chubby little hands, the screen almost touching her face, yet the sweet, childlike voice coming through the speakerphone was so clear it could melt your heart.

This little guy is such a delicate and beautiful child. His bangs are neatly stuck to his full forehead, and his big, dark eyes are incredibly bright with a natural, rounded curve at the corners. He looks so soft and cuddly.

Her small, pert nose had a healthy pink tinge at the tip, and her slightly pouting cherry lips made her look incredibly charming when she spoke.

Xiao Zhixi was wearing a light pink princess dress with layers of tulle sewn on the hem and adorned with a few sparkling rhinestones, making her look cute and adorable.

"Daddy, have you missed Xi'er?" Little Zhixi's soft, sweet voice trailed off, with a hint of coquettishness in it.

Lin Lang replied with utmost tenderness, "Yes, Daddy misses my precious Xi'er the most!"