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Chapter 158: Chapter 152 The Mistress of the Tan Palace_2
"My dear."
A shout focused his gaze onto the wide bed, two meters across.
Unnoticed, Wen Shulin had changed into a silky nightgown.
The nightgown gently clung to her body, highlighting her graceful curves.
Lazily leaning against the white pillow, her eyes filled with love.
The neckline of the nightgown was slightly open, revealing a small, enchanting piece of her chest,
And beneath the hem, the thick black aesthetics of her stockings were very enticing on her straight, beautiful legs.
Wen Shulin hooked her finger at Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng slowly walked toward the edge of the bed.
Wen Shulin’s lips curled up, her eyes twinkling with laughter, "My dear, what are you still waiting for?"
She reached out and wrapped her arms around Chen Cheng’s neck, pulling him closer.
Chen Cheng felt her strength, his heart stirred, as if the entire world contained only the two of them.
Their faces were close, feeling each other’s fiery breath.
Chen Cheng gazed at Wen Shulin’s charming face and could not help but gently kiss her.
Wen Shulin responded passionately, making the atmosphere at home even more ambiguous.
And she was about to complete what they hadn’t finished that day in the MPV.
Wen Shulin gazed at him, her eyes full of deep affection and desire, "Chen Cheng, be gentle."
"Mm," Chen Cheng’s voice was deep and husky.
Wen Shulin’s body trembled slightly; she hugged Chen Cheng, whispering in his ear, "This night belongs only to us."
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At seven in the evening, in the kitchen of Tan Palace.
Chen Cheng was chopping vegetables at the counter; Wen Shulin, in a white shirt, came over.
Her hair was slightly disheveled, adding a touch of casual beauty.
"My dear, this is tough on you," Wen Shulin leaned her head against Chen Cheng’s back, her tone full of satisfaction.
Chen Cheng smiled, continuing his work, "Cooking for you is not tough."
Wen Shulin gently rubbed against him, "Last night was so beautiful, and today I get to eat the food you cook, I feel like the luckiest woman in the world."
Chen Cheng turned around, planting a kiss on Wen Shulin’s forehead, "As long as you’re happy, I’m willing to do this every day."
Wen Shulin’s cheeks flushed, "Then you can’t go back on your word."
The two exchanged smiles, and then the soup in the pot began to bubble; Chen Cheng hurriedly turned to handle it.
Wen Shulin silently watched him, unwilling to take her eyes off him for even a moment.
She knew very well that such days were counting down, every minute and second infinitely precious.
A ringtone sounded, Wen Shulin picked it up; it was from Li Bo.
"Chairman Wen, what time is your flight tomorrow? Let me pick you up!"
Wen Shulin activated the speakerphone, looking at him, "No need, I’ll get to the hotel myself."
"Alright, see you tomorrow."
After hanging up, Chen Cheng’s phone also rang.
The same question, but the phone was still in her hand.
Wen Shulin held the phone to Chen Cheng’s mouth, "Lao Li."
"Mr. Chen, when will you arrive tomorrow? I’ll come pick you up!"
Chen Cheng looked at Wen Shulin, her face beaming with smiles, "Give me the location, I’ll manage on my own."
"Okay, okay. See you tomorrow?"
"See you tomorrow."
Wen Shulin ended the call, laughing so hard she couldn’t straighten her back.
She said, "The famed Mr. Chen, lied."
Chen Cheng: "The lady of Tan Palace, didn’t she?"
Wen Shulin laughed even more joyously, "Then the two of us are truly a perfect match."
Chen Cheng helplessly shook his head, "Just you being mischievous."
Wen Shulin wrapped her arms around his waist, "Anyway, thank you, Chen Cheng, you’ve given me the feeling of home."
Chen Cheng softly: "Silly girl, still saying this to me."
"Let’s eat," he said with a smile.
Wen Shulin took out the bowls and dishes, setting them on the small dining table in the kitchen. Though silent, their tacit understanding was as seamless as newlyweds.
Chen Cheng simply made two dishes and boiled a pot of soup.
But it was these ordinary dishes that made Shulin feel extremely happy.
"This taste, even better than the delicacies from Wanbao Hall."
Chen Cheng ladled the soup, "So you mean, the chef I went to great lengths to hire isn’t as good as my cooking?"
"It’s different, the food you make has the taste of love."
Shulin paused, then ventured a bold idea, "After we go back..."
She put down her chopsticks, hesitating, "How about we buy a secret garden in Beijing? A place only the two of us know of."
Chen Cheng smiled, "Sure, as long as it’s what you want, I’ll agree."
Shulin’s face lit up with a radiant smile, "Then we should make it cozy and comfortable, just like here."
Chen Cheng looked at the lavish decor without saying a word, as Shulin began to imagine:
"We should have a big garden where we can plant all sorts of flowers."
"And a swing, so we can sit on it together and watch the sunset in the evenings."
"Right, and a pavilion, where we can stay cool in the summer."
"The house should have a big study room filled with books and photos I like."
She excitedly held Chen Cheng’s hand, "Dear, just thinking about it feels wonderful!"
"Boy, you sure don’t ask for little!" Chen Cheng teased, "Then I really have to work hard."
Shulin smiled lightly: "You don’t have to spend money, I’ll choose."
"So, I’ll become a kept man, huh? Eating yours, living at yours, and even sleeping..."
Shulin bit her lower lip; Chen Cheng’s presence had truly unlocked the joy of being a woman for her.
She no longer cared where they were at the moment, and she took Chen Cheng’s hand and moved to the podium.
She tiptoed slightly, sat on the podium, her legs wrapping around Chen Cheng’s waist, her red lips close to his ear, "Even if you are a kept man, I’ll support you for a lifetime."
Chen Cheng smiled lightly, holding Shulin’s waist tightly, "Then I’ll rely on you, don’t even think about shaking me off."
Shulin playfully hit his chest, "Who wants to shake you off, you are my treasure."
The two exchanged smiles, their eyes filled with love so thick it couldn’t be dissolved.
On the stove, the flames were still dancing, the soup in the pot slightly boiled, blurring the kitchen windows with its steam.
On this night far from Beijing, although Chen Cheng didn’t see the dazzling night scene of the Huangpu River, he felt the warmth and tenderness unique to Shulin.
"Don’t, don’t touch my waist." Shulin gasped heavily, pressing Chen Cheng’s hand.
Her hair gently brushed over Chen Cheng’s face, bringing a ticklish sensation.
Chen Cheng remembered Xia Yubing once mentioned this place, it was Shulin’s no-go zone.
In the afternoon, in the bedroom, she covered it with a lace waist belt, but now it had fallen into Chen Cheng’s hands.
Chen Cheng felt the shallow knife scar, "Shulin, no matter what happened before, I will protect you in the future, and won’t let you get hurt."
Tears shimmered in Shulin’s eyes, "Chen Cheng, with your words, all past pains are nothing." 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝔬𝔪
"Then let me see, okay?"
"I’m afraid that after you see it, you won’t like me anymore."
Chen Cheng held Shulin’s face in his hands, his gaze firm and tender, "Shulin, whatever it is, it won’t change my love for you."
Shulin hesitated for a moment, then slowly released her hand pressing on Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng gently lifted the corner of Shulin’s clothes, revealing the shallow knife scar.
Though healed, one could still imagine the pain incurred at that time.
Shulin turned her head away, this scar was a wound in her life, a mark that could never be erased.
Chen Cheng crouched down, gently kissing it, "This is a part of you, and also a reason for me to protect you even more."
Tears streamed down Shulin’s face as she looked down at Chen Cheng, "Chen Cheng, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."
At that moment, the soup overflowed more from the pot, spilling onto the stove, creating a sizzling sound.
Shulin snapped back to reality, "Oh no, the soup is going to burn."
Chen Cheng hurriedly let go of Shulin and turned to attend to the soup in the pot.
Shulin stood by, smiling as she watched Chen Cheng bustling around.
She straightened her clothes and came next to Chen Cheng, "Husband."
Chen Cheng turned around, seeing that deep love, "What is it?"
Shulin gently bit her lip, "When no one’s around, can I call you husband?"
"Can I be capricious like that?" She asked again.
"Of course, you can."
"Husband, I want every moment like this to be shared with you."
Chen Cheng turned off the stove and turned around, enveloping Shulin into his arms, "Of course, darling."
