President, please comfort me.

At 1:14 PM on November 12th, Xiao He, president of the Xiao Group, posted a message on his personal social media platform, along with two bright red marriage certificates:

@Wenqi First meeting was delightful, and even after spending time together, my heart still flutters! —Forever yours, Xiao He

Wen Qi, who was "prepared," responded to him immediately:

@Xiao He You're the one who makes my heart flutter, and you're the one who brings me peace of mind! —Wen Qi, who has always loved you

In an instant, these two pieces of news were like huge stones thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

Netizens flooded the couple's social media accounts with comments. Some congratulated the handsome and beautiful newlyweds, saying they were like a prince and princess from a fairy tale; others sourly remarked that Wen Qi must have used underhanded means to marry into the most powerful family in the capital.

However, regardless of the noise from the outside world, the Xiao Group made an exception today and gave all employees the benefit of leaving get off work two hours early. The CEO has already taken his "newlywed" wife home to enjoy some time alone together.

In the spring breeze.

Xiao He wore a blue and white apron around his waist, holding a spatula in one hand and an iron pot in the other. He skillfully and methodically prepared dinner in the kitchen. After working for half an hour, he finally brought out the last dish.

"Wife, dinner's ready!" he called out gently.

"Coming!" Wen Qi's cheerful voice came from the living room. Although she was curled up on the sofa playing on her phone, she had already been attracted by the tempting aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Xiao He meticulously prepared three dishes and a soup, all of which were Wen Qi's favorites: "Try them and see if your cooking has improved?"

Wen Qi nodded, eagerly picked up a chicken wing and put it in her mouth. Her taste buds were instantly satisfied after just one bite: "Mmm, so delicious, so fragrant and tender. Your cooking skills have improved so fast!"

Since Xiao promised to cook for her, he has spent his free time watching videos, studying recipes, and practicing. As a result, he is now quite proficient in most home-style dishes and can even make appropriate adjustments and innovations based on Wen Qi's taste preferences.

"Is that so?" Xiao's meaningful face suddenly came closer.

"Yes, that's right." Wen Qi ate with relish, completely unaware of the deep affection in his eyes.

"Then husband should try it." Suddenly, a sexy, mellow voice lingered in my ear.

The next second, a familiar scent, like a gentle spring breeze, quietly entered Wen Qi's nostrils. Before she could react, her lips were sealed by a warm, urgent touch.

Caught completely off guard, her tightly closed teeth were easily pried open, and then Xiao He's tongue surged into every corner of her mouth like a flood bursting its banks.

It was a passionate and lingering kiss.

Finally, he let out a satisfied groan: "Mmm, it really is fragrant and tender."

"What are you doing? Stop fooling around and eat properly. We still have to go out later." Wen Qi said coquettishly, her pretty cheeks flushed red. She couldn't stand this man's shameless behavior.

"I don't want to go out. I want to spend some time alone with my wife." Xiao He knew exactly what his friends were up to, and he didn't want to pay them any attention.

"No, I already promised Brother Tang and the others, so go ahead, go ahead, go ahead," Wen Qi said, pulling on Xiao He's hand in a pleading tone.

After the two went public in the afternoon, Tang Chao and Yang Xu's phones kept ringing like a machine gun, one call after another, insisting that they go out together that night.

Although Xiao He refused outright, Wen Qi agreed without hesitation. The two had absolutely no chemistry, especially since Wen Qi's small frame couldn't handle it and she was afraid he would keep her at home doing bad things.

With his beautiful wife having spoken, President Xiao had no choice but to comply. At nine o'clock that night, in the most luxurious private room of Peach Blossom Restaurant, a group of people sat neatly in a circle, eating, drinking, and having fun.

The only thing that seemed a bit off was that Chen Nuo was sitting quietly to Wen Qi's right, while Ye Lin was unexpectedly sitting to Xiao He's left. The two were worlds apart and didn't exchange a single word.

You know, normally no matter where Chen Nuo stands or sits, Ye Lin is always sticking to her side like a leech. But today, for some reason, he's keeping his distance!

At this moment, six faces were filled with questions.

Tang Chao saw that Ye Lin was suffering inside but forced a smile on his face. He couldn't bear to see his brother eat meat while he was eating vegetables. He originally wanted to give him a chance to show off, but Ye Lin was like he was possessed. He was uncharacteristically ungrateful and secretly glared at him, warning him with his eyes - don't cause me any trouble!

Fine, if you don't want to cause trouble, then don't. Go to the "wife-chasing crematorium" (a metaphor for pursuing someone who has already wronged you), you'll be in for a rough time!

Xiao He himself had only recently settled down and had little experience to share. Furthermore, judging from his previous attitude towards Tang Chao and Lanling, he believed that matters of the heart should be explored and understood by the individuals involved, and excessive interference from others might not be beneficial. Therefore, he chose to remain on the sidelines, adopting a "coldly observing and waiting for the show to unfold" attitude.

As for Wen Qi, Lan Ling, and Yang Xu, they are indeed Chen Nuo's good friends. As soon as they saw her tonight, they keenly noticed her awkwardness. However, because they know her personality too well, and it was not appropriate to say anything in front of so many people, they did not say anything for the time being. But the group chat will definitely be in an uproar when they get back tonight.

In contrast, among the group of people, only Tang Yue was completely focused, happily sitting next to Yang Xu eating snacks and listening to them talk and chat.

The delicious food in front of her did not whet Chen Nuo's appetite at all. She stared blankly at it, but her eyes would occasionally sneak glances at the man across from her with his gentle smile, while her thoughts had already drifted to some unknown place.

Since rejecting Ye Lin yesterday, Chen Nuo hasn't received any messages or calls from him. Although it's only been a day, that's still a full 24 hours. Before that, Ye Lin would send her a message or call her almost every six hours.

Even though she knew she had personally rejected him, Chen Nuo couldn't help feeling wronged and upset; his attitude had changed so much before and after.

Does this really prove the saying—that what you can't have always stirs your heart, and that those who are favored are always fearless?

Whenever Chen Nuo recalls Ye Lin's two confessions to her, it feels like an invisible hand is gripping her heart tightly, causing her unbearable pain.

She thought to herself: since she didn't intend to accept him, she shouldn't maintain contact anymore; going back to being strangers was the right thing to do. Therefore, his current cold attitude seemed reasonable and understandable, and there was nothing to feel aggrieved about.

On the one hand, I was thinking: if someone can immediately withdraw their concern and nervousness towards you after a failed confession, does that mean they didn't actually like you that much? Maybe from the beginning, their so-called liking was just a passing fancy, and there's nothing to be upset about.