Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He took the hairdryer and had just switched it on when he vaguely heard some impatient knocks at their suite’s door.

Ding dong—

Ding dong—

The woman looked in the direction of the door in surprise. “Who could that be?”

“It’s probably the room service.”

“Oh!”

He blinked his eyes in a mysterious way at his wife. “I ordered a candlelight dinner for you!”

His reply stunned her into silence before she eventually shyly commented, “How romantic you are, huh?”

“Stay here while I go open the door.”

He embraced her briefly, gave her cheek a peck, then turned around, and left the bathroom.

The actress picked up the hairdryer and started blow-drying her hair by herself while feeling a rush of sweetness flooding her heart.

That man can be quite romantic at times!

To think he’s surprised me time and again, be it the marriage proposal, engagement, or bridal photoshoot.

That rigid blockhead seems to have been enlightened; it’s as if every single romantic cell in his body has finally been awakened, which explains his romantic gestures toward me recently!

I’ve got to admit that he’s changed a lot!

While she was indulging in her candlelight-dinner fantasy, it suddenly hit her that her husband was taking a tad too long to answer the door.

Feeling curious about the candlelight dinner, she put down the hairdryer and tiptoed out of the bathroom, only to be greeted by a shocking scene that rendered her motionless as soon as she was out.

Her husband, in a black bathrobe, had his back facing her, while a brunette had her arms coiled tightly around his waist from the front. The knuckles on her long, slender fingers had turned white from overexertion of force at this sight.

Meanwhile, the man finally came back to his senses after his long daze and frowned at the woman. It was only moments later that he recognized the lady who was hugging him.

The unexpected reunion after so long had caught him off guard, such that he could not recall her full name immediately.

A fuzzy memory of a young girl’s bright and cheerful face surfaced in his mind. Based on that memory, he could not help mumbling a name. “…Xuanxuan?”

“Brother Zhe…”

She buried her face in his chest, causing a warm, electric current to spread across his well-defined body.

“I’ve missed you so much…” cried the lady in agitation. “I thought I’d never get to meet you again!”

Hearing that, he broke into an indulgent smile and asked, “Aren’t we meeting now, you silly lass?”

Yun Shishi’s face stiffened, not knowing how she should deal with this situation.

Who’s that lady?

She addressed him as ‘Brother Zhe’ while he addressed her as ‘Xuanxuan’…

Do they know each other?

Still, why does it seem that she has some sort of feelings for him?

Her gaze was locked on the other woman’s tightly interlaced fingers around her husband’s waist until she lifted her head and got a clear look at that familiar face. She recognized her right away!

Wait a minute… Isn’t she that brunette I saw this afternoon?

The lady’s beautifully unique features were unforgettable even though she had merely caught a glimpse of them.

Her dark-brown hair made her look sweet and pure along with her palm-size face, fair skin, and light, elegant makeup, which was just the right amount for her fresh and ethereal appearance.

Ah…

How could I have forgotten? She’s the one chasing after our car earlier.

I remember it clearly now.