Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Shen Feiwan looked down at Lin Xiaoyan, a faint smile playing on her lips. "What, feeling like you can't hold on anymore?"

“How could you think that way?” Lin Xiaoyan stood up calmly, his slender fingers slowly rolling up his shirt sleeves. “What’s the point of talking about control between husband and wife?”

He glanced at his watch. "Are you hungry? I'll go wash my hands; the food can be served now."

"By the way," Lin Xiaoyan turned and walked towards the lounge, but stopped after taking two steps, turning back with a playful look in his eyes, "Why would Wanwan bring something like that?"

Shen Feiwan naturally knew he was referring to the cup. She raised an eyebrow slightly. "Isn't this just what I needed?"

Lin Xiaoyan chuckled softly, her Adam's apple bobbing. "It feels alright, but don't use it next time." With that, she walked towards the lounge.

Shen Feiwan smiled but didn't say anything. Just then, her phone vibrated.

She swiped open the screen and saw a message from Zou Xinyi: "You didn't lie to me, you really don't want to go against him, right?"

Shen Feiwan chuckled, surprised that Zou Xinyi would actually send a message specifically to ask about this. She initially didn't want to reply, but Zou Xinyi's second message immediately followed:

My parents want me to prepare to go abroad. My dad might retire, which might be related to what happened with him or your brother. I'm telling you this, but you can't tell anyone else, even though it will be public soon... Never mind, it's not convenient to talk about it on the phone. I think we should meet and talk about it.

The Zou family member is actually retiring? Shen Feiwan's pupils suddenly contracted, and her fingertips unconsciously tapped the edge of her phone twice.

She quickly walked to the trash can, took a close-up picture of the items inside, and sent it to Zou Xinyi.

"What is this?" Zou Xinyi replied quickly, clearly not recognizing the object.

Shen Feiwan tapped the screen lightly with her fingertip: 【Flying cup, you can search for it yourself】

[You mentioned an in-person meeting. Are you free this afternoon?]

Zou Xinyi's message popped up quickly: "[This afternoon isn't possible, but I'm free tonight. I'll send you the time and address then.]"

Shen Feiwan tapped rapidly on the screen and replied with a simple "OK".

The dialog box displayed "The other party is typing...", but Zou Xinyi did not send any more messages in the end.

Shen Feiwan stopped looking at her phone and walked to the table to start taking the food out.

Before she could even put it all down, she could feel the warmth coming from behind her.

Lin Xiaoyan suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back a step until she was pressed against his chest.

"Wanwan is so virtuous today." Lin Xiaoyan's voice was languid with satisfaction, his lips almost touching Shen Feiwan's earlobe.

Shen Feiwan turned her back to him and silently rolled her eyes. "The word 'virtuous' doesn't apply to queens or princesses."

As she spoke, she gently nudged him back with her elbow, signaling him to let go.

Lin Xiaoyan chuckled and kissed her cheek. "It's my fault."

He obediently let go of her hand, but still stood very close, watching her intently as she sorted through the lunchboxes.

Shen Feiwan handed him a pair of chopsticks without looking up. "If you know you're wrong, come and do some work." She pointed to the spread-out lunch boxes. "We eat together, there's no reason for me to do all the work by myself."

Lin Xiaoyan took the chopsticks and said, "We're like an old married couple now."

Shen Feiwan gave a forced smile and said, "You can grow old by yourself." She pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down. "I'm not old."

Shen Feiwan didn't say much during the meal; she deliberately ate very slowly.

Before they had finished eating, Lin Xiaoyan's secretary reminded him that he had an important meeting later.

Shen Feiwan put down her chopsticks and said, "Then you go ahead with your work, I should head back too."

Lin Xiaoyan stopped eating and stared intently at Shen Feiwan. "How about I have my driver pick you up for lunch tomorrow?"

You still want her to come? Shen Feiwan had already neatly grabbed her bag. "I'd rather the driver be inconvenienced than you. You should use this time to set a wedding date sooner. My mom will be overjoyed to see me marry you."

Lin Xiaoyan sighed softly, "When will you be able to be with me without talking about your family?"

"Oh?" Shen Feiwan smiled at Lin Xiaoyan, "You're going to marry me, aren't my family your family too?"