On the day of his whirlwind wedding, the heir to a wealthy family stood up!

Shen Yanchuan sat on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and wearing two sets of silk pajamas. Clearly, he didn't intend to show them to her.

He downed his glass of red wine in one gulp. Su Chenxi noticed he still had half a bottle left, and she bit her lip, pleading, "Could I have a glass to help me sleep?"

Shen Yanchuan took a wine glass from the glass rack and poured half a glass for her. Su Chenxi smiled and walked over, picked up the glass of red wine and took a sip. The taste was so sweet and fragrant.

After drinking half a glass, Su Chenxi was still not satisfied and raised the glass to the man, "Could you pour me another glass?"

"No." The man coldly refused, taking away her glass and the wine bottle as well.

Su Chenxi bit her red lips sheepishly. Was she being so petty?

Shen Yanchuan didn't give her any to drink because he didn't want anything to happen that night, since things like having sex while drunk are most likely to happen.

Besides, this woman has a bad temper when drunk; last time she even tried to climb into his bed while drunk.

Su Chenxi straightened the blankets and lay down, resting her head on her arms and staring blankly at the ceiling.

When Shen Yanchuan returned from the wine cabinet, he saw a face exposed outside the gray blanket under the light. The face was fair and rosy, like a begonia in the night.

"Goodnight." Su Chenxi smiled at him, turned to her side, and went to sleep facing the sofa.

It took Shen Yanchuan a few seconds to come to his senses. He got into bed, turned off the light, and stopped talking.

Despite having drunk alcohol, I felt no sleepiness whatsoever; in fact, an uncontrollable heat surged through my body, and my blood rushed towards my most primal urges.

The man, resting his head on his arm, stared at the ceiling. In the darkness, his usual aloofness was gone; his eyes were dark and unfathomable, tinged with a hint of lust.

Then look at the girl on the sofa.

Completely free of such worries, she slept soundly like a little pig, unaware even when the man turned on a wall lamp.

She was wrapped up too tightly and was too hot, so in her sleep she kicked off the blanket like a child and fell onto the carpet.

Shen Yanchuan sat up, his gaze fixed on the sleeping girl on the sofa, a hint of jealousy rising in his eyes.

How could she possibly sleep in a man's room?

Su Chenxi, who had just pulled the covers off, felt the chill again in her dream. The air conditioning was set to 20 degrees Celsius, and she curled up like a cat.

The man had no choice but to get out of bed, go to the sofa, pick up the blanket she had kicked off, and cover her with it.

Beneath her black hair, her sleeping face was so beautiful that he couldn't look away; a few more glances and his breathing became disordered.

She's like a thousand-year-old fox spirit, possessing a bewitching charm that easily inspires wicked thoughts in people.

No wonder even the eldest son of the Gu family is infatuated with her; her ability to seduce men should not be underestimated.

The man's gaze, now openly like that of an invader, was fixed on the girl's full, luscious red lips, his eyes swirling with dark emotions.

In the end, nothing happened that night.

The next day, Zhou Youchen noticed the dark circles under his boss's eyes and made him coffee, adding a cryptic reminder, "Boss, remember to get some rest!"

After all, excessive indulgence is harmful.

Shen Yanchuan understood his meaning, glanced at him, and said, "Go do your thing."

Zhou Youchen was indeed overthinking things, because early this morning, he caught a glimpse of Su Chenxi coming out of his room.

Shen Zhai.

The old lady's health is deteriorating. Ever since her son pressured her for shares, she has been so angry that she has stopped eating.

"Mom, please eat something! We're very worried about you not eating or drinking," Zhu Ying said gently, her eyes filled with concern.

"If you don't want to eat, you should go home too!" Old Mrs. Shen has been feeling troubled lately, and she's been thinking about many things. What she's most worried about is her lame grandson.

Zhu Ying sighed, "Then Mom, you should rest well. I'll come see you another day."

Zhu Ying was escorted to the door by a maid. She turned around and stared sharply at the maid, saying, "Keep an eye on the old lady for me. Tell me if she sees anyone."

"Yes."

After Zhu Ying left, the old lady's phone rang. She sat up and answered, "Hello!"

"Grandma, I want to see you." Shen Yanchuan's voice came from behind.

“Then come over for dinner! I’d like to see you too,” Mrs. Shen said gently.

"Grandma, my people will be here to pick you up in ten minutes. I need to meet with you privately."

Grandma Shen was taken aback. "Tell me the address, and I'll have the driver take you there."

"Grandma, I need my people to come and pick you up. I need to avoid everyone around you. Please cooperate."

Old Mrs. Shen was somewhat surprised. What was it that required her to avoid the people around her?

"Alright, I'll come out to see you." The old lady mustered her strength. Just then, a maid brought in a cup of tea. "Madam, please have some tea!"

"I'm not drinking anymore, I'm going to see an old friend," the old lady said.

"Where are you going? I'll go with you."

"No need, someone will come to pick me up."

"Which friend of yours is it?" the maid asked.

The old lady gave her a stern look. "What? Do I have to report my private life to you?"

The maid immediately lowered her head and pretended to be flustered, saying, "I was just worried about you."

Ten minutes later, a van stopped outside the hall of the Shen residence, and two bodyguards stepped out and helped the old lady into the car.

"Grandma, please let us stay with you!" the maid quickly urged.

"No need," the old lady refused.

As soon as the car left, the maid quickly called Zhu Ying.

"What? The old lady has been taken away? Who took her away?"

"I don't know. Two unfamiliar bodyguards came down, and the old lady wouldn't let us follow."

Zhu Ying said angrily, "You guys are so useless, you can't even keep an old woman in check."

……

The elderly woman sitting in the car sized up the bodyguards and asked, "Are you friends of my Yan Chuan?"

"Madam, we are the second young master's bodyguards."

The old lady was somewhat surprised. She usually only saw her second grandson accompanied by a private doctor, but she didn't know that he had also hired bodyguards.

Half an hour later, the van drove into a luxurious basement. The old lady looked around in surprise at the unassuming company, which was located at the foot of the mountain where her grandson's villa was situated.

The old lady stepped into the elevator, which went straight up until it finally opened with a click. The scene that greeted her eyes astonished her.

How come the interior of what is clearly a small six-story company building is so luxurious and spacious?

"Madam, this way please," the bodyguard said gently.

As the old lady looked around the mysterious three-story office, it was as if she had entered a futuristic technological world. She was surprised and puzzled. Why would her second grandson ask her to meet here?

In the lounge, the old lady was helped to sit down and rest. After a while, footsteps came from outside the door. She looked up and saw her grandson's private doctor walk in.

"Dr. Zhou, where is Yan Chuan?"

Zhou Youchen's eyes were filled with excitement and joy; the second young master had finally waited for this day.

"Madam, please wait a moment, the second young master will be here shortly."