The abandoned daughter of the Lu family turns around and marries a celibate tycoon.

"slowly!"

As soon as Lu Xiran stepped into the brightly lit entryway, she heard an incredibly warm and loving voice calling her name, instantly replacing the slight daze in her heart with warmth. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Bai Fang sitting at the head of the dining table, with Aunt Yun smilingly setting out the bowls and chopsticks beside her.

"Come and eat." Bai Fang smiled and waved to her, her eyes full of affection. "You must be hungry after working so late. I also let Yan Shen come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yanshen pushed open the door and entered. His gaze swept across the living room, and when he saw the scene around the dining table, he paused almost imperceptibly.

Lu Xiran met his gaze and clearly read a similar surprise in his eyes—he had obviously also been summoned back "temporarily".

Gu Yanshen quickly regained his composure, took off his coat, whispered "Grandma," and naturally walked to the dining table. Lu Xiran also suppressed her inner turmoil and obediently sat down next to Bai Fang.

The atmosphere at the meal was unusually relaxed, a rarity in recent times.

Bai Fang was in high spirits and kept putting food on Lu Xiran's plate. Lu Xiran also temporarily let down her guard and answered softly with a genuine smile on her face.

Gu Yanshen didn't eat much, mostly just listening quietly, his gaze involuntarily and persistently fixed on the two most important people in his life across the table. The satisfaction on his grandmother's face, the slight gleam in Lu Xiran's eyes as she spoke, and the occasional satisfied pursing of her lips at the delicious food… This scene, ordinary and heartwarming, was precisely the kind of scene he most longed for deep in his heart. The tense lines of his jawline, which had been taut for days, softened considerably without him even realizing it.

After dinner, Lu Xiran chatted with Bai Fang in the living room for a while. Only when the elderly woman showed signs of fatigue did Lu Xiran get up to escort her to her room. Unexpectedly, Bai Fang gently pressed her hand, gestured towards the master bedroom, and whispered, "Alright, Grandma doesn't need you to stay with her anymore. Hurry up and give Grandma a grandson."

Lu Xiran's cheeks flushed slightly. Under the old man's gentle yet persistent gaze, she had no choice but to obediently nod and walk towards the master bedroom door.

She gently pushed open the door; only a few ambient lights were on in the room, casting a dim glow.

Just then, Gu Yanshen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

He wore only a loosely tied towel around his waist, and droplets of water, still damp, slid down his well-defined chest and taut abs, outlining a powerful yet incredibly sexy silhouette. His wet, black hair fell messily across his forehead, a few strands still dripping water, brushing against his deep-set brows and high nose.

The misty steam and the refreshing scent of his shower gel filled the air.

Lu Xiran's gaze was caught off guard by this scene. Her breath caught in her throat, her cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned around abruptly, almost reflexively, with her back to him, her heart pounding like a drum.

She heard steady footsteps behind her, bringing with them the damp warmth of his shower. Gu Yanshen walked up behind her, very close, and she could feel the heat emanating from his body, as well as his strong, masculine scent.

His deep voice, slightly hoarse from his shower, sounded behind her ear, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible, smile: "It's not like I haven't seen it before... why are you blushing?"

Lu Xiran's ears burned, she pursed her lips and didn't want to talk to him, her fingers unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes.

Grandma Gu Yanshen was clearly here to keep an eye on her, so she couldn't very well go back to her room. She could only stand there stiffly, trying to ignore the intense gaze and presence behind her.

"Would you like me to blow-dry my hair?"

"I...I haven't even washed myself yet!" Lu Xiran practically ran to the bathroom as if fleeing.

She was slightly out of breath and looked up at herself in the mirror—her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were watery, and she looked flustered. Only then did she realize with annoyance that she had rushed in without bringing any change of clothes.

My gaze fell on the shelf, where Gu Yanshen's silk pajamas were placed.

I guess I'll just have to make do for now. Later, when Grandma's asleep a bit more, I'll sneak into my room to change.

After making up her mind, she quickly took a shower and dried her hair.

She took off his pajamas. The difference in their body sizes was now glaringly obvious. His pajamas were far too large for her; the silky fabric hung loosely over her, the neckline floppy. The cuffs were so long they needed to be rolled up several times, and the hem almost reached her knees. The soft silk clung to her fair skin, outlining her curves in a barely concealed way, presenting an almost fragile, alluring beauty.

Lu Xiran carefully turned the doorknob, peeked out, and stood on tiptoe, trying to rush into bed as quickly as possible.

Just as she took a step, Gu Yanshen happened to walk out of the dressing room on the other side. The two bumped into each other unexpectedly.

"Ugh—" Lu Xiran gasped softly as her forehead bumped against his hard chest. The momentum made her stumble forward, and Gu Yanshen almost instinctively reached out and caught her firmly, pulling her into his arms.

Looking down from his angle, his wide collar was open.

—Her fair skin, graceful curves, and her heart pounding with shock and embarrassment—the scenery inside was almost completely exposed.

Lu Xiran lowered her head in embarrassment, struggling in vain, "Let...let me go."

Gu Yanshen didn't loosen his grip; instead, he tightened his arms, pressing her even closer to him. He lowered his head, his hot breath enveloping her, his voice low and hoarse, carrying a dangerous aura that had been suppressed for a long time and was finally breaking free, along with an almost imperceptible sigh:

"They came to us of their own accord..."

Word by word:

"Tonight...you can't escape."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Xiran felt a lightness in her body as he swept her up in his arms.

In a dizzying moment, his back sank into the down comforter, and his hot, heavy body covered him: "Ranran..."

He murmured her name and kissed her.

—No longer a punishment fueled by anger or clumsy force, but rather the utmost tenderness and patience. His kisses landed softly on her forehead, eyelids, and the tip of her nose, finally covering her slightly trembling lips, lingering and caressing, gently prying open her teeth, leading her into a state of blissful intoxication.

Lu Xiran's initial stiffness and resistance gradually turned into a soft, helpless weakness under his gentle yet forceful advances.

His presence was everywhere, his body temperature soothed her slightly cool skin, and his heartbeat gradually synchronized with hers.

When his palm brushed against her, sending a shiver down her spine, Lu Xiran finally couldn't hold back and let out a soft sob.

— It ignited the last bit of restraint in Gu Yanshen.