After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

After regaining her composure, Yan Niannian quickly moved her body back.

This created distance between herself and Zhuo Yuchen.

"Be honest!"

Yan Niannian glared at Zhuo Yuchen with annoyance, then quickly got up and walked straight towards the office door.

Watching Yan Niannian's retreating figure, which seemed to be fleeing in panic, Zhuo Yuchen's smile deepened.

My previous depressed mood vanished instantly.

He suddenly felt that the injury he had suffered was worthwhile.

Yan Niannian opened the office door and called her assistant, asking him to take the food on the table and heat it up.

A moment later, the assistant returned.

Yan Niannian said to Zhuo Yuchen, "Let's eat!"

Looking up at Yan Niannian with pleading eyes, Zhuo Yuchen was as obedient as a dog.

He just seemed a little down.

"My hands are weak and always shaking, so I can't hold a spoon."

Uh……

Yan Niannian's lips twitched; she was utterly speechless.

Although she strongly suspected that Zhuo Yuchen was doing it on purpose, deliberately pretending to be weak in front of her to gain sympathy and want her to take care of him.

Yan Niannian really wanted to refuse.

but……

Zhuo Yuchen was injured and electrocuted, and since it was because of her, Yan Niannian didn't want to owe him anything.

"Okay! I'll feed you."

In the end, Yan Niannian was defeated.

Sitting opposite Zhuo Yuchen, she picked up her bowl and spoon.

A spoonful of vegetables was placed on top of the rice, and then the rice, along with half a spoonful, was brought to Zhuo Yuchen's lips.

Zhuo Yuchen ate with a smile on his lips.

He squinted his eyes contentedly.

The ingredients are the same ones we used to eat, but they taste different now. They are incredibly delicious.

good to eat!

It's incredibly delicious!

Yan Niannian was expressionless, like an emotionless robot.

Spoon after spoon, the feeding action was simply repeated.

She would feed him a bite, and Zhuo Yuchen would eat a bite.

Even when he was already full, he couldn't bear to refuse.

They even found it sweet.

And just like that, all the food was eaten.

When the assistant came in, he looked down and saw that the plates on the table were all empty.

The assistant was stunned.

This... was all eaten by their CEO, Mr. Zhuo?

Gee!

Since Yan Niannian came, even President Zhuo's appetite has increased.

It’s incredible!

"Um... Mr. Zhuo, Ms. Yan, let me tidy up." With that, the assistant stepped forward, bent down, and placed the empty plates onto the tray.

Then, instead of leaving immediately, he stood to the side.

He wanted to wait and see if Zhuo Yuchen had any other instructions.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Yuchen glanced at his assistant, who stood there oblivious to his surroundings like a third wheel, and immediately felt displeased.

He raised an eyebrow and gave him a cold glance.

"Nothing to do, huh?"

"I……"

The assistant's body trembled uncontrollably.

Sensing Zhuo Yuchen's dissatisfaction, he clicked his tongue bitterly.

They dared not linger for even a second longer.

Holding the tray in her hand, she turned around quickly and hurriedly walked out.

In his haste, the assistant stumbled twice and nearly fell.

I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked as disheveled as could be.

"What's up with him?"

Confused, Yan Niannian looked up and asked her assistant.

In her memory, the assistant had been by Zhuo Yuchen's side for many years and had never been a rash person.

Why did it look like I'd just seen a ghost?

Zhuo Yuchen's expression didn't change at all. "It's nothing, don't worry about him."

Upon hearing this, Yan Niannian said nothing more.

“Niannian…” At this moment, that deep, mellow voice, tinged with something unusual, entered her ears once again.

"What's wrong?" Yan Niannian asked subconsciously.

I need to go to the restroom.

"just go!"

Yan Niannian was puzzled.

Do I need to report to her when I go to the restroom?

Zhuo Yuchen is really strange.

"Niannian, my hand hurts, I can't undo my belt." Zhuo Yuchen blinked, the strange look in his eyes disappearing, and his deep, mellow voice lowered further, "Could you... help me undo it?"

"what?"

With a "buzz," Yan Niannian's mind exploded.

She looked at Zhuo Yuchen in disbelief.

After a brief moment of shock, Yan Niannian's lips twitched, and her face turned green.

"Zhuo Yuchen, are you out of your mind?" Her usually cold voice rose a few notches as she became too agitated. "You wouldn't let your assistant help you when he was here. And you come to me for this kind of thing?"

"What's wrong? Niannian, are you disgusted with me?"

"Given my status, if outsiders find out that I need help to take off my pants even when I go to the bathroom, how can I face anyone?"

"Niannian, please take pity on me and help me out, okay?"

Zhuo Yuchen looked pitiful.

Yan Niannian's temple veins throbbed violently.

Looking at Zhuo Yuchen, whose aloof and superior persona had completely crumbled at this moment, she clenched her fist.

It took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to punch him in the face.

At that moment, he really deserved a beating.

Yan Niannian's expression didn't elicit any embarrassment from Zhuo Yuchen; instead, he became even more audacious.

"Niannian, I got hurt because of you. Can you really bear to abandon me?" He suddenly grabbed her hand.

Yan Niannian was startled.

"Okay, let's go!"

She had to admit defeat and give up.

He stood up first and walked towards the president's private restroom in the office.

A hint of triumphant satisfaction flashed in Zhuo Yuchen's deep eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, they followed along eagerly.

At the entrance to the restroom.

The two stood facing each other, staring at each other.

Zhuo Yuchen made no attempt to hide the anticipation on his face as he looked eagerly at Yan Niannian.

He waited patiently.

Yan Niannian frowned, her gaze shifting from Zhuo Yuchen's face downwards, finally settling on the belt around Zhuo Yuchen's waist.

If you stretch out your head, it's a knife, if you shrink your head, it's also a knife.

Fight!

With a determined look, Yan Niannian reached out her hand toward Zhuo Yuchen's belt.

Suddenly, my fingertips brushed across the surface.

Zhuo Yuchen's back stiffened.

The buckle on his belt was not easy to undo, especially for Yan Niannian, who knew nothing about it, making her even more flustered.

It's that again, that same smugness.

But the cold, gleaming buttons remained completely still.

Now, Yan Niannian was really anxious.

Left with no other choice, she could only move closer to Zhuo Yuchen, hoping to get a better look.

The distance between the two suddenly closed.

Yan Niannian's unique, faint fragrance couldn't help but waft into Zhuo Yuchen's nose.

This stirred ripples in his heart.

And Yan Niannian's delicate fingertips...

Through the thin fabric of his white shirt, it swayed gently and kept touching his body.

It was a playful teasing!

"Hiss!" Zhuo Yuchen couldn't help but take two deep breaths.

He narrowed his eyes and gave Yan Niannian a deep look.

From his angle, he could immediately see clearly Yan Niannian's porcelain-white, slender neck beneath her collar.

Shaking slightly.

The porcelain-white halo dazzled Zhuo Yuchen's eyes and unsettled his heart.

At that moment, the woman he loved most stood in front of him, attempting... attempting to pull down his pants.

This scene is full of endless imagination.

Zhuo Yuchen's heart raced, and his gaze deepened.

He couldn't resist any longer and slowly reached out his hand towards Yan Niannian...