Reborn Fairy Wife Takes Me on a Gaggle-Fire rampage

She decided to find Mu Chen and share this sudden joy with him. She quickly finished washing up, changed into a comfortable and elegant set of loungewear, and then walked briskly out of her room. As she went downstairs, her steps were light, as if each step was on a happy melody. She crossed the living room, walked down the hallway, and finally arrived at the door of Mu Chen's study.

She gently knocked on the door, her heart filled with anticipation. The door slowly opened, and Mu Chen appeared in her sight. A hint of surprise flickered in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by tenderness. Wen Shu extended her hand, the diamond ring on her ring finger sparkling under the light. She exclaimed to Mu Chen with delight, "Look, this is the ring you gave me, it's so beautiful!" Mu Chen smiled, his eyes gleaming with happiness. He gently took her hand, and their gazes met, filled with love and unspoken understanding.

Mu Chen gently led Wen Shu into the study and asked affectionately, "Will you become my wife, my beloved Miss Wen?" Wen Shu's eyes sparkled with joy, and she nodded without hesitation. Then, Mu Chen impatiently shut down the computer, gently picked up Wen Shu, and slowly carried her towards the bedroom upstairs, a satisfied smile on his lips as he murmured, "The big bad wolf is going to eat the little white rabbit."

Inside the bedroom, the heavy curtains completely blocked out the light, shrouding the entire room in darkness. An indescribable stillness permeated the air, as if time had stood still. Clothes were scattered haphazardly across the floor.

On the bedside table, a scented candle burned alone, its weak flame flickering eerily in the dim room. The candle's fragrance slowly diffused, attempting to dispel the room's somberness with its delicate aroma. However, the flame began to wobble, swaying as if it might be extinguished at any moment. Finally, the faint flame could not hold on; it trembled a few times, then gradually went out, never to reignite.

The next morning, the first rays of warm sunlight peeked through the small gap in the curtains, sneaking into the room like a playful child. Golden beams danced in the air, gently brushing the surfaces of the furniture, adding a touch of life to the tranquil morning. Wen Shu was awakened by her pre-set alarm; the sound, though soft, was enough to penetrate her slumbering consciousness. She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze still hazy with sleep, her eyes seemingly carrying the depth of the night and the dreamlike quality of a dream. She stretched, rubbing her eyes, which were slightly uncomfortable from the morning light, trying to dispel the lingering sleepiness. She looked around; every corner of the room was bathed in the soft morning light, everything appearing so peaceful and beautiful. Wen Shu's gaze was filled with tenderness and care as she gently looked at Mu Chen, her eyes seeming to hold countless tender words she wanted to express. Her gaze was like the spring sunshine, warm but not glaring, bringing unparalleled comfort and peace of mind. Mu Chen felt this warmth, and his heart gradually calmed down with Wen Shu's gaze, as if all his worries and pressures had been melted away by this gentle look.

Wen Shu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. This smile seemed to be silently telling Mu Chen that no matter what difficulties he encountered, she would be there to support him.

Mu Chen looked back at Wen Shu, his heart filled with happiness. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. She gently stroked his Adam's apple with her fingertips, watching a ray of sunlight fall on Mu Chen's handsome face. Mu Chen suddenly asked, "Don't you want to go to work today?" "Shu Shu," Wen Shu replied. Hearing Mu Chen's voice, she quickly found her clothes, got up, and washed up.

The aroma of food wafted from downstairs, and Wen Shu immediately knew that Aunt Hu had prepared the meal. Wen Shu walked into the kitchen and saw Aunt Hu busy at work, with steam bubbling from the pot. Aunt Hu had a kind smile on her face as she stirred the food in the pot, humming a little tune.

Wen Shu sat at the dining table, which was already laden with various breakfast items. She picked up her chopsticks and first took a sip of the steaming porridge. The porridge was cooked to perfection, the rice grains soft and glutinous, melting in her mouth, with a subtle aroma of rice and Aunt Hu's carefully prepared shredded meat. Next, she picked up a freshly steamed bun. The bun had a thin skin and a generous filling; with one bite, the delicious broth immediately filled her mouth. The savory meat filling and the fresh vegetables blended perfectly, making it irresistible to keep eating.

After breakfast, Wen Shu felt refreshed. She picked up her little purple car keys and prepared to leave for work. Mu Chen happened to see Wen Shu leaving when he came downstairs. He told Wen Shu to be careful, and Wen Shu happily replied that she knew!

Wen Shu drove her car carefully through the busy streets, finally arriving safely at the museum entrance. She slowly parked in the designated spot, then took a deep breath to gather her thoughts. She knew today's work would be very special, as she would have the opportunity to participate in the restoration of a precious artifact.

After getting off the bus, Wen Shu slowly walked up the stone steps of the museum towards the restoration room. Her heart was pounding; she felt both excited and a little nervous about the work that was about to begin. She walked through a long corridor lined with various historical artifacts, each telling a story. Wen Shu's eyes quickly swept over the exhibits; she knew that the preservation and restoration of these artifacts was precisely the work she loved.

The moment she stepped into the restoration room, a murmur arose downstairs. Curious, she stopped and listened intently. Someone said, "That car is so cool! Isn't that the one that went viral yesterday?" Then another voice joined the discussion: "Does our facility have some hidden big shot inside? Let's take a picture!" Wen Shu smiled slightly; she knew the car they were talking about was the one she had just parked outside.

Wen Shu continued towards the restoration room, knowing that today she was about to face a task requiring immense patience and meticulous skill. Inside, various professional tools and materials were ready and waiting for her. She was to restore an ancient porcelain piece that had been slightly damaged during an exhibition. Although the damage was minor, for a museum, the integrity and original appearance of each exhibit are of paramount importance.

Wen Shu put on her work gloves and began to carefully examine the damaged parts of the porcelain. She knew that the restoration work required her complete concentration, and any small mistake could lead to irreversible consequences. She gently filled the cracks in the porcelain with special glue, her technique skillful and meticulous. During the restoration process, she also constantly consulted the historical materials provided by the museum to ensure that the restored porcelain could be restored to its original appearance as much as possible.