I pinched my waist and petted him, and I was made to cry by the ruffian Third Master.

Shen Zhou raised his lips slightly, and replied with a smile: "Are you afraid of my wife?"

Su Mian lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent.

Seeing that she remained silent, Shen Zhou became increasingly impatient. He restarted the car without hesitation and drove straight onto the road.

Seeing this, Su Mian hurriedly said, "Where are you taking me? I want to get off!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhou just snorted coldly: "What did you say when you asked me to help you? Now you have learned to cross the river and destroy the bridge?"

When Su Mian heard this, she bit her lower lip tightly and said nothing.

Shen Zhou always knew what words would hurt her the most.

Su Mian took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then slowly asked, "How long? How long do you need me to be? One year, or half a year?"

Shen Zhou did not answer, but while waiting for the traffic light, he rummaged through the car to find the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then picked up the lighter, and with a "click", the flame rose instantly.

Shen Zhou lit the cigarette in his mouth expressionlessly, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled smoke rings, but he remained silent.

He didn't step on the accelerator until the green light came on and continued driving forward.

There was silence all the way until the car stopped steadily in the garage, and Shen Zhou still did not speak to break the silence.

Su Mian sat quietly in the passenger seat, staring through the car window at the unfamiliar villa area outside, feeling a little uneasy and confused.

She frowned and said softly, "I want to go home." Then she reached for the door handle and tried to get out.

However, the expected door opening did not happen, Shen Zhou had already locked the car door tightly.

Su Mian turned around in astonishment, his eyes full of confusion and anger, staring straight at Shen Zhou and asking: "What do you want?"

Facing Su Mian's questioning, Shen Zhou seemed unconcerned.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket again, bit it skillfully with his teeth, and then lit it with a lighter.

After taking a deep breath, he responded indifferently: "It depends on my mood."

After saying that, he turned his face to the window and ignored Su Mian.

Su Mian was stunned and didn't react for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Zhou sneered and replied with undisguised disdain: "Su Mian, remember one thing, in our relationship, I am the one who holds the initiative.

As for how long this relationship lasts, it's up to me to decide, got it? "

Hearing this, Su Mian lowered his eyes and remained silent.

At this moment, she didn't know how to deal with this overbearing and unreasonable man in front of her.

After a long time, Shen Zhou finally couldn't bear it anymore. He opened the car door with force with an irritated look on his face, then strode around the front of the car to the passenger seat, and opened the door without saying a word.

"Get out of the car!" Shen Zhou said unhappily.

Su Mian was startled, but still walked out of the car obediently.

She looked around in confusion and asked, "Where is this?"

“My wedding room.”

Shen Zhou answered expressionlessly, and pronounced the word "wedding room" very slowly and heavily.

As expected, when Su Mian heard these two words, her pupils shrank slightly without being noticed.

"Why did you bring me here? I want to go home."

Su Mian's voice was slightly nervous and uneasy.

Shen Zhou raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and asked sarcastically: "What do you think?"

Su Mian's breathing suddenly became a little rapid. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She raised her head bravely, looked into Shen Zhou's mocking eyes, and said softly: "Mr. Shen, if you need anything, you can go to the hotel..."

Shen Zhou obviously did not expect Su Mian to say this, and was stunned for a moment.

But soon, he recovered and sneered: "What? Do you think I want to sleep with you?"

Su Mian's delicate body suddenly trembled violently, and an indescribable feeling of shame surged into her heart, forcing her to lower her head silently, never daring to look Shen Zhou in the eye again.

Shen Zhou's cold voice came again: "Don't worry, I have no interest in people like you now."

Hearing this, Su Mian's body suddenly froze. Her hands hanging at her sides were clenched tightly, and she seemed to feel no sensation when her fingertips pierced her skin.

Shen Zhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and then said: "Why? Didn't you say you were willing to do anything? Then start by being my nanny."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the villa without hesitation, as if he didn't care at all whether Su Mian followed him or not.

After hearing this, Su Mian felt relieved and his heavy breathing gradually calmed down.

She took a deep breath and followed Shen Zhou into the villa.

However, when she stood at the entrance, she couldn't help feeling nervous and restrained.

She asked hesitantly: "Mr. Shen, does your wife know that I am coming here? I really don't want her to have any misunderstandings..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted impatiently by Shen Zhou: "What misunderstanding? What's there to misunderstanding!"

Su Mian lowered his eyes and remained silent.

She knew she was in a very embarrassing situation, but she didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, Shen Zhou said coldly: "Go to the kitchen and cook, hurry up!"

As he spoke, he took off his coat swiftly and threw it on the sofa next to him.

Then he walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine at random, and poured it into his mouth without saying a word.

Su Mian watched him drinking in such a reckless manner, frowned, and blurted out without thinking.

"You haven't eaten yet. It's not good to drink on an empty stomach. Why don't you stop drinking for now?"

However, when Shen Zhou heard this, his hand suddenly paused, then he raised his eyes, squinted at her with a look full of disdain and contempt, and sneered coldly:

"Oh, you want to control me? Who are you to control me?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his heart twitched uncontrollably. He became a little flustered and stammered as he apologized.

"Yes... I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."

As she spoke, she walked hurriedly towards the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, she took a deep breath, tried to calm her inner turmoil, and then opened the refrigerator door. The refrigerator was filled with various ingredients.

Su Mian picked out a portion of fresh spare ribs and a few seasonal side dishes, then tied on an apron and made some home-cooked dishes for Shen Zhou.

About an hour later, two plates of delicious dishes and a bowl of steaming soup were finally served on the table.

"Mr. Shen, it's time for dinner."

Su Mian called softly, her voice echoing in the air.

Shen Zhou didn't respond. Su Mian couldn't help but raised her voice and shouted again, but he still didn't respond.

Su Mian stepped forward and walked to Shen Zhou's side, only to find that Shen Zhou had fallen asleep at some point, with an empty wine bottle lying on the ground.

Su Mian leaned over, picked up the bottle on the ground and put it away, then called out in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, the meal is ready."

Shen Zhou still didn't respond. Su Mian stood quietly by the side, his eyes slowly sweeping across Shen Zhou's face.

From his eyebrows downwards, her gaze was like a paintbrush, meticulously outlining every detail of Shen Zhou's face.

However, at this moment, Shen Zhou's brows suddenly frowned slightly, breaking the moment of tranquility.

Su Mian's heart tightened and he came to his senses in an instant.

She couldn't help but secretly wonder what she was doing just now?

I knew I shouldn't stare at him like that, but I couldn't help but be drawn to him.

She realized clearly that there was no possibility between them.

This reality made Su Mian feel painful and helpless, with tears welling up in his eyes.

But she forced herself not to let them fall, took a deep breath, stretched out her trembling hands and gently patted Shen Zhou's shoulders, whispering: "Mr. Shen..."

Shen Zhou slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and his vision gradually became clear.

When his eyes fell on the girl in front of him, he was stunned.

Is this a dream?

If that's the case...

The thought flashed through his mind, and Shen Zhou stretched out his hand as if possessed by a ghost, reaching towards Su Mian's beautiful cheek.

The next moment, his fingers gently touched the left side of Su Mian's face.

"Mianmian..."

Perhaps it was the alcohol that made Shen Zhou's voice become exceptionally low and soft, as if it carried a hint of bewitching magic.

At this moment, the look in his eyes when he gazed at Su Mian was no longer as cold and sarcastic as before, but was replaced by deep attachment.

Su Mian still maintained the leaning posture, his body slightly stiff, staring at Shen Zhou quietly.

Suddenly, Shen Zhou pulled her into his arms, and Su Mian lay on Shen Zhou's body.

At this moment, the two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

As long as Su Mian lowered her head slightly, she could easily kiss Shen Zhou's lips.

Shen Zhou's hand gently stroked Su Mian's face, and he kept murmuring her name: "Mian Mian..."

Faced with this sudden change, Su Mian was so shocked that she couldn't move and could only stare blankly at the man in front of her.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the whole world was left with only the two of them.

"Mr. Shen, you are drunk."

Su Mian said softly, with a hint of nervousness and unnaturalness in his voice.

She struggled to get up, but the next second, Shen Zhou suddenly reached out, ran his palm through her hair, grabbed the back of her head, pressed hard, and kissed Su Mian's lips fiercely.

This sudden action caught Su Mian completely off guard. Her pupils suddenly contracted, her eyes opened wide, and her face was full of astonishment.

What is Shen Zhou doing?

How could he do this to her?

Su Mian felt a surge of anger and shame in her heart. She tried desperately to push Shen Zhou away, but found that her body became soft and she had no power to resist.

As time went by, Su Mian's rationality was gradually replaced by emotion.

Her hands, which were originally on Shen Zhou's chest, began to slowly stroke his back at some point, as if responding to his enthusiasm.

At this moment, Shen Zhou turned over and quickly pressed Su Mian down on the sofa. Before Su Mian could react, his kiss fell again.

Su Mian ran her fingers through his hair and let herself sink into it.

Suddenly, Su Mian's eyes inadvertently fell on the huge wedding photo on the wall.

In an instant, she woke up as if from a dream, and all her passion cooled down in an instant.

She pushed Shen Zhou away with force, stretched out her fingers to quickly wipe away the remaining traces at the corners of her mouth. Because she was too angry, her chest kept heaving.

"Mr. Shen, please respect yourself!"

Su Mian's eyes were full of panic. She was a little annoyed that she couldn't help herself just now. Shen Zhou was already married, so how could she do that?

It's really shameless.

Shen Zhou staggered after being pushed by Su Mian. He looked at her in astonishment, and then seemed to come to his senses suddenly, with a bitter smile on his face.

He slowly propped himself up, stood up shakily, and then walked towards Su Mian step by step.

Every step I take seems to carry an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Su Mian couldn't help but feel frightened and instinctively wanted to step back, but soon he bumped into the dining table behind him and had no way to retreat.

She stopped and stared at Shen Zhou who was getting closer and closer with a vigilant look on her face. She asked with a slightly trembling voice: "What...what are you going to do?"

The corners of Shen Zhou's mouth slightly raised, revealing an arc that seemed like a smile, but his eyes still flashed with an uninhibited and bohemian light.

“What do you think? What would I want to do?”

Su Mian clenched her hands tightly at her sides, her joints turning white from the force, and her lips almost bleeding from biting them, but she still turned her head away stubbornly, refusing to look Shen Zhou in the eye and saying nothing.

Seeing this, Shen Zhou couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "It's really boring."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom next to him, leaving Su Mian standing there alone.

She breathed in relief, and her body relaxed.

She stood there quietly, staring at Shen Zhou's figure, as if she wanted to imprint this moment deeply in her heart.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, and then said in a soft, almost inaudible voice: "Mr. Shen, dinner is ready. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the entrance door in a panic, as if she wanted to escape from this place that made her feel uneasy as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, Shen Zhou's low and somewhat lazy voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Wait a moment."

These three sudden words exploded in Su Mian's ears like a thunder, making her already tense nerves even more tense.

Her body suddenly froze, and after hesitating for a moment, she slowly turned her head and looked at Shen Zhou with a look of fear and confusion.

"Anything else?"

Her voice trembled slightly, revealing a hint of uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.

Facing Su Mian's question, Shen Zhou did not make any response, but walked straight to the dining table and looked at the neatly placed dishes and chopsticks on the table with an expressionless face.

When his eyes fell on the dishes, his brows frowned slightly, revealing a hint of imperceptible dissatisfaction.

Then, he uttered two words coldly: "Come here."

Hearing this, Su Mian's breathing suddenly stopped and his heart began to beat violently involuntarily.

She couldn't help but start to wonder if she had done something wrong. Could it be that the meal she had carefully prepared today was not to his taste?

But these dishes are all made according to his taste.

Su Mian dragged his heavy feet and slowly walked to the dining table, his eyes a little dazed.

"Mr. Shen..." she called softly.

Shen Zhou pointed at the dishes on the table indifferently and said stiffly: "Who asked you to do this?"

Su Mian was stunned for a moment, with a trace of confusion on his face: "What?"

Shen Zhou frowned and looked at the dishes with disgust, "I don't like them, you eat them all yourself."