If we swapped lives, I'd be the CEO and you'd take care of the kids.

Shen Yanqiu was nervous as she went back with Zhu's parents. She was afraid that her act would not be convincing and would arouse suspicion, and she was also afraid that Zhu Tingyue would not be able to stand the cold treatment from the Shen family and would throw a tantrum and make a mess of things.

With the constant care and concern of Zhu's parents, Shen Yanqiu finally returned to the Zhu family.

As he stood before that magnificent house, which was in no way inferior to the Shen family villa, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

The building, resembling a magnificent palace, stands before you, radiating a dazzling light. Its exterior design is ingenious, with every detail showcasing luxury and refinement.

Shen Yanqiu slowly approached the gate, his steps somewhat heavy. He gazed at the heavy and exquisitely carved wooden door, as if he could see through it every little detail of Zhu Tingyue's past experiences here.

Stepping inside, a warm atmosphere greets you. The spacious hall is elegantly decorated, with expensive carpets covering the floor, soft and comfortable; precious calligraphy and paintings and family photos hang on the walls, bearing witness to the glorious history of the Zhu family.

At this moment, Zhu's mother was holding her daughter's hand, her mind filled with a thousand thoughts, and she didn't know how to start the conversation.

Tonight, their daughter was unusually quiet. Normally, she would have hugged them and complained. What was wrong with her today? Zhu's father and mother exchanged a glance, both with the same question.

After sitting her down on the sofa, Zhu's mother began to ask her, "Yueyue, did you not have fun tonight?"

Shen Yanqiu shuddered, then perked up and replied, "No! I'm very happy."

"Then why didn't you say anything tonight? Did someone upset you?"

“Yes, you ignored your dad all day!” Zhu’s father chimed in from the side.

Shen Yanqiu nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, racking her brains for an explanation: "I'm not angry, I'm just... just too tired!"

"Oh, I'm relieved that everything's alright. If anything happens, be sure to tell Mom and Dad, okay?" Mom patiently told him.

"Mmm." He nodded repeatedly, trying not to speak.

"Alright, it's so late, go wash up and go to bed!"

Upon hearing her mother say those words, Shen Yanqiu immediately stood up and strode towards the stairs.

Wait, Zhu Tingyue doesn't walk like that, does she? How did she walk again? This stubborn brain, why can't she remember! Oh well, whatever! He gave up in despair.

Halfway there, I slowed down. Zhu Tingyue should live upstairs, right? She should, right? Why hasn't anyone told her?

There was no sound behind him, so it must be right. He felt relieved and stepped onto the stairs.

But he must have forgotten something. What was it? Oh! He remembered, Zhu Tingyue was supposed to say goodnight to her parents, right? She often told herself that, and her family probably did too, right? Whatever, if she didn't say it, he would. Now, he was Zhu Tingyue!

"Good night!" he said, turning back to his parents who were still on the sofa.

"Goodnight, have a good night's sleep!" Zhu's mother was incredibly gentle.

Reassured, Shen Yanqiu went up to the second floor, but got lost in front of each room. With so many rooms, which one was hers? What if someone came up at this time? If she couldn't find the right room, she would definitely be suspected!

He was anxious, but he could only patiently search through the rooms one by one.

This room has only a piano, no; the next room is full of paintings, no; further down, it's full of dolls and has no bed, no; further in, the room is full of books, no.

Shen Yanqiu was about to collapse. Was Zhu Tingyue's talk of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting really true? Why did her family actually have all those things? Was he going to have to search for a room all night? He might as well just sleep in the hallway!

Just as he was about to break down, he finally found a room with a bed. He was already covered in sweat, and without thinking, he crawled inside.

The room was huge, with all the walls painted pink. Every corner of the room was filled with plush toys, and even on the bed, there was a giant Winnie the Pooh.

Above the ceiling is a starry sky lamp, surrounded by tiny stars of various colors, which is incredibly cute. The rug beside the bed is also shaped like a moon, echoing the stars above.

Shen Yanqiu glanced around, struggling to resist the urge to leave. How could Zhu Tingyue fall asleep in such an environment? All pink and delicate, doesn't she think it's childish?

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes to avoid looking, found the bathroom, rushed in, took a quick shower, wrapped himself in a towel, and came out.

Can someone tell him what those little ducks and big white geese in the bathroom are all about? What kind of fetish does Zhu Tingyue have? Is she schizophrenic?

In his extreme tension, he forgot that he was inside Zhu Tingyue's body. It wasn't until he finished showering that he realized he had just been bathing Zhu Tingyue? No, he was bathing himself, but using Zhu Tingyue's body!

Ahhhhh! He wanted to roar to the heavens!

Even though the two had already been intimate, this was the first time he had done something like this!

Heavens above, earth below! Can you please save him?

He looked at his hands; these were the hands that had just touched Zhu Tingyue's body, and he had even seen her...

"Ahhh!" he made a groundhog-like sound.

Even though he had finished showering, something still felt off. He reached out and touched his face—oh no! He'd forgotten to remove his makeup!

What's the makeup removal process? What do I use to remove it? Can I just use my hands? I can't find any tools at all!

Shen Yanqiu was so busy that she walked around the room four or five times empty-handed. Finally, she found a bar of soap in the corner of the bathroom. Without caring whether it was usable or not, she immediately started rubbing it on her face.

It took a lot of effort to restore her face to its original state. Looking at "Zhu Tingyue" in the mirror, Shen Yanqiu sighed deeply. Why is it so difficult to be a woman?

He remembered that Zhu Tingyue did her skincare routine every night, using a whole bunch of products like toner and lotion, but he couldn't find any of them in this room. Did she have a separate dressing room? If it was that troublesome, why not just skip this step? Doing it every day would exhaust him.

He was just about to go to sleep when he felt an uncontrollable urge in his lower abdomen, reminding him that it was time to take care of some important matters in his life.

Ughhhh! Countless times she was going to break down today, Shen Yanqiu resignedly got up, rushed to the bathroom, and tried to close her eyes as she experienced yet another unique experience.

Even after lying in bed, he still couldn't accept it and thought he should inform Zhu Tingyue, otherwise wouldn't that be a bit impolite?

He took out Zhu Tingyue's phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and opened the chat app. He swiped up, but couldn't find a chat window with himself; he scrolled down, but still couldn't find it. He was puzzled. What was going on?

Shen Yanqiu belatedly realized that Zhu Tingyue had deleted him!

Ugh! He wanted to scream again. What on earth was Zhu Tingyue thinking? They had only broken up, why did she delete him?

Luckily, I remembered my phone number. Let me make a call!

The busy signal kept ringing, but no one answered. Shen Yanqiu's inner breakdown was beyond words.

What exactly is Zhu Tingyue doing? None of the people in the Shen family are influential, so what is she busy with?

Sinking into the super soft princess bed, Shen Yanqiu felt like he was dying with his eyes wide open. Every time he closed his eyes, he felt Zhu Tingyue standing by the bed in the dark, mocking him.

Imagine him, a 1.87-meter-tall man with abs, lying on pink sheets, covered with a Lena Belle blanket, with a pink Winnie the Pooh lying next to him, and even his pillow is a pink bunny. It's just too jarring, how is he supposed to sleep!

He dared not turn off the light, tossing and turning all night, thinking only of Zhu Tingyue. He hated her to death!