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Behind the desk, Wenren Chen held a document.

but.

Before anyone knew it, the eyes that were looking at the documents fell on the person who was bending down to set out lunch at the table.

Today she was wearing a beige fitted polo shirt and a light beige tulle skirt that reached her calves. She wore light beige flat shoes, and her long, wavy hair was still tied up in a bun, with some loose strands falling naturally from her temples and back.

Her skin was very fair, so fair it was translucent. The dining table was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and sunlight streamed in through the large window, enveloping her petite and slender body. The warm, soft light bathed her entire body, making her fair skin glow.

Wenren Chen stared at the skin exposed beneath her collar, at her gentle face, at her delicate and warm eyes, at her trembling long eyelashes. His fingers moved, he closed the file, stood up from his desk, and walked silently toward her.

Zhou Yi focused intently on arranging the meal, taking all the food out of the thermos and setting out the bowls, chopsticks, and napkins.

She moved very quietly, trying her best not to make a sound and disturb her husband.

Therefore, she didn't notice at all that the person who was looking at the documents had put them down and was walking towards her.

Once the food on the table was all set, Zhou Yi straightened up and carefully inspected it to see if anything was missing or not prepared properly.

But that's it.

An arm landed on her waist and back, and then her body fell into a broad chest.

Zhou Yi was slightly taken aback, then looked up at the person who was holding her: "Sir, are you done with your work?"

After he finished speaking, I looked at his desk.

There are still so many documents; I guess they're not finished yet. Even if they are, there will be new work to do later.

Wenren Chen gazed at her fair face, the light dancing on her skin, golden silk falling on her eyelashes and swirling around them.

He closed his arms around her, his fingertips tracing her slender waist, his eyes deep: "Let's eat."

Zhou Yi said, "Okay."

The two sat down, and Zhou Yi looked at Wenren Chen's forehead.

The purplish-blue stain is much better than yesterday; it's almost invisible when the sunlight shines on it.

A smile appeared on her face as she looked at Wenren Chen.

Wenren Chen wiped his hands with disinfectant wipes, his eyes fixed on the dishes on the table, his face deep in thought.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Yi felt nervous and said, "Sir, I made a different dish today, unlike yesterday. Do you not like it?"

Today she did it without asking her husband.

Wenren Chen said, "Very good."

Zhou Yi was slightly surprised.

Is it good?

She thought her husband was not satisfied with the food served at lunchtime.

Wenren Chen picked up his chopsticks, put some food in Zhou Yi's bowl first, and then put it in his own bowl before eating.

After carefully observing Wenren Chen's expression and confirming that there was really no problem, Zhou Yi smiled, relaxed, and picked up her chopsticks to eat.

The two ate quietly, speaking little and only serving each other food.

The endless sunlight streamed in, falling on the two of them, making everything inside feel soft and warm.

And so, lunch ended in a quiet and warm atmosphere under the sun.

Zhou Yi was clearing away the dishes, and Wenren Chen was helping her.

Zhou Yi said, "Sir, you go to work, I'll take care of things here."

She was afraid of holding him back.

Wenren Chen said, "I'll work later and take a break."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi looked at him, her long eyelashes fluttering, and then smiled and said, "Okay."

The two tidied up together, and once everything was in place, Zhou Yi washed her hands and then opened the medical kit: "Sir, please sit down, I'll apply the medicine for you."

"Ah."

Wenren Chen listened to her and sat down on the sofa.

As she had done the day before, Zhou Yi took out the medicine and other necessary items. After going through the various steps, she came to stand before him.

As soon as she stood in front of him, he reached out and grabbed her, causing Zhou Yi to fall onto his lap.

Zhou Yi froze, and then, very quickly, the scene from yesterday flashed before her eyes, and her face flushed red.

Her small hands gripped the medicine and cotton swabs tightly, while her other hand clutched Wenren Chen's shirt. Her long eyelashes fluttered constantly, and she dared not look at Wenren Chen with her big eyes.

Wenren Chen lowered his eyes and gazed at the person in his arms. In an instant, her face turned red to the roots of her neck, as radiant as the morning sun.

The darkness in his eyes deepened.

Zhou Yi's heart was racing, but it didn't take long before she calmed it down, looked at the bruise on Wenren Chen's forehead, and applied medicine to it.

The atmosphere in the CEO's office became quiet, so quiet that only the two people's breathing and heartbeats could be heard.

However, as Zhou Yi applied medicine to Wenren Chen, her heartbeat gradually stabilized, and all she could see was his injury.

Nothing else.

Wenren Chen stared intently at that face, her mind completely focused and absorbed.

He closed his eyes.

After some time, Zhou Yi applied the medicine to Wenren Chen. She looked at the bruise, which had faded considerably. It had initially been swollen, but now it was completely gone.

In a couple of days, the bruises will probably disappear, and the area will return to its original, intact state.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi smiled. She took down the cotton swabs and medicine bottle and looked at Wenren Chen.

But when she looked, she was stunned.

Those deep eyes had closed at some point, leaving behind thick, long eyelashes on his eyelids. This was the first time Zhou Yi had seen Wenren Chen with his eyes closed at such close range in the bright daylight.

She then noticed that his eyelashes were very long, dark, thick, and exceptionally beautiful, perfectly complementing his high brow bone and naturally thick, dark eyebrows, making him very attractive.

He's naturally good-looking, especially his face.

This face isn't the type where individual features are average but look good together; rather, each of his features is exceptionally beautiful, and any one of them alone would be stunning, let alone all of them combined on one face.

He is an amazing presence.

At this moment, his face was directly facing her, especially his sleeping appearance, which concealed the intimidating indifference.

Two words came to Zhou Yi's mind: prince.

Yes, Prince.

A prince among nobles—noble, elegant, and perfect.

There is not a single flaw in him.

He is that lofty being, someone you look up to.

Zhou Yi stared at that face, lost in thought.

suddenly.

Those closed eyes opened.

In an instant, the deep darkness enveloped Zhou Yi.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately looked down, her eyes darting around in a panic, her long eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Her heart started pounding wildly in an instant.

Wenren Chen looked at the person sitting on his lap. There was no drowsiness in his eyes, nor the hazy feeling of someone just waking up.

His eyes held an endless darkness that seemed to swallow everything in the world.

He gazed at her, at her trembling eyelashes, her uneasy eyes, her flustered face.

She was like a thief caught stealing, completely at a loss for what to do.

Wenren Chen stared into those eyes, at those rosy cheeks, and raised his hand, his fingertips landing on her face.

Suddenly.

Zhou Yi raised her head, looking at him with surprise and panic.