"Mhm." Wen Zhiyan repeated innocently, "I really forgot. I've been busy with company matters and recovery lately, and any free time I have is spent in your livestream."
As for Fang Yanhuan's messages, he had honestly seen them. He thought about replying, but the moment he typed it out, he remembered what people said online about not giving other women too much attention, or his girlfriend would get angry.
So, he ignored it.
"Then why didn't you delete Fang Yanhuan?" Fang Miaomiao continued to press.
"To keep evidence," Wen Zhiyan said. "Fang Yanhuan is provoking me, and I want Miaomiao to see clearly what kind of people the Fang family are."
Fang Miaomiao struggled out of Wen Zhiyan's embrace. "So, you mean I was naive before?"
Wen Zhiyan: "..."
Are all girls this unreasonable? One moment they're arguing about A, and the next they're on to B?
"Miaomiao, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?"
Wen Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then pulled the unreasonable person into his arms. "I just don't want the kindhearted Miaomiao to be exploited by someone with ulterior motives."
"Hmph hmph."
Wen Zhiyan rubbed Fang Miaomiao's head. "Good girl."
Fang Miaomiao didn't care about being good. Her gaze was fixed on the subtly revealed collarbone beneath the bathrobe.
That collarbone was strangely attractive.
The half-open bathrobe, coupled with the subtly revealed collarbone, seemed to beckon Fang Miaomiao to look further down.
She didn't know if Wen Zhiyan had abs underneath.
The more she thought about it, the clearer the inappropriate images in Fang Miaomiao's mind became.
Wen Zhiyan was wondering why the little one in his arms wasn't acting up anymore, when he heard a sound like swallowing.
Was that his imagination?
"Miaomiao?" Wen Zhiyan felt the heat from her body and froze instantly. "What are you doing?"
Fang Miaomiao had initially felt guilty, but upon hearing his question, her guilt vanished completely. She raised her head and looked at Wen Zhiyan righteously, saying, "What, you're my boyfriend, can't I do anything to you?"
"Of course not." Wen Zhiyan touched Fang Miaomiao's earlobe, which was plump and felt very comfortable. "I belong to Miaomiao, so naturally, whatever Miaomiao wants to do, she can do."
Fang Miaomiao blurted out, "Can I see your abs?"
"Of course." Wen Zhiyan's lips curved upwards. "However, my abs aren't very prominent. If Miaomiao likes abs, when my leg is better, I'll work on them for you, how about that?"
"You promised?"
"Of course. If Miaomiao likes it, I will do it."
"You'd even go commit murder and arson?"
"Miaomiao wouldn't ask me to commit murder and arson," Wen Zhiyan said confidently, looking at Fang Miaomiao.
"You have a silver tongue."
After they bickered for a while, Fang Miaomiao lost the mood to look at the script. "Forget it, let's sleep, sleep."
"Not reading anymore?"
"No more." Fang Miaomiao shook her head. "Nighttime is for resting and sleeping."
"Miaomiao likes it, that's all that matters."
They both lay back down on the bed.
Wen Zhiyan contentedly held Fang Miaomiao in his arms.
"Wen Zhiyan."
"Mhm?" Wen Zhiyan's palm stroked Fang Miaomiao's hair. "Don't worry, we can move out tomorrow."
"Speaking of which, I just remembered, was that thief you arranged?"
"No." Wen Zhiyan shook his head. "I had that idea, but before I could implement it, a thief actually broke into our apartment."
According to the police, the thief was a repeat offender who operated in wealthy areas and had never failed.
"These thieves these days are really something."
"That's not a proper thing to say."
"This time, should we thank Xixi and Haha?"
If it weren't for Xixi and Haha, they might not have caught that thief.
"Yes."
"Then we should buy them more delicious food in the future."
"Okay."
"Is 'good,' 'yes,' and 'okay' all you know how to say?" Fang Miaomiao patted Wen Zhiyan's chest, sounding displeased.
"Then what should I say?"
"I don't know either."
"Can't sleep?"
"Didn't you say you missed me?" Fang Miaomiao said righteously. "I'm chatting with you, and you're complaining."
Wen Zhiyan thought that sometimes, Miaomiao's mouth could be shut.
With that thought, he shifted his body and kissed Fang Miaomiao.
"Mmm..." Fang Miaomiao's eyes widened.
Why did he kiss her out of the blue?
Time, in the night, on the bed, in their clasped hands, slowly slipped away.
Fang Miaomiao released Wen Zhiyan's hand and forcefully punched his chest.
Wen Zhiyan then released her, covering her enticing red lips with one hand, his voice deep and with a numbing magnetism. "Heh heh, Miaomiao, are you still finding fault with me?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head vigorously.
"Looking at you like this, it seems you can still breathe?"
Here we go again?
Fang Miaomiao cowered and raised her hand, covering his mouth along with his hand. "No more, no more."
Wen Zhiyan felt her lips moving against his palm, his gaze deepening. "Miaomiao, you're really going to drive me crazy."
After saying that, Wen Zhiyan lay back down on the bed.
His ragged breathing indicated Wen Zhiyan's current fervor.
"Ahem."
Fang Miaomiao remained motionless in her previous position, afraid that any movement would cause him to press down on her.
They were silent.
Just as Fang Miaomiao was about to fall asleep, an arm was placed on her.
Fang Miaomiao's sleepiness instantly vanished.
"Good girl, I won't tease you. Sleep, goodnight."
"Goodnight."
The moon hung high in the branches, and they had a good night's sleep.
When Fang Miaomiao woke up, Wen Yan'an was in the bed instead.
"Mom, good morning." Wen Yan'an immediately leaned his head towards Fang Miaomiao when he saw her wake up.
Fang Miaomiao reached out from under the covers and stroked Wen Yan'an's head. "Good morning, An'an. Where's your dad?"
"Grandpa called Dad to the study."
"What time is it?"
"Nine o'clock."
Nine o'clock?
Fang Miaomiao thought of Madam Ran and quickly asked, "Did you eat breakfast?"
Wen Yan'an smiled and nodded. "Mom, don't worry, Grandma isn't home."
"Not here?"
"Mhm, second uncle took Grandma out."
Fang Miaomiao finally relaxed and lay back down on the bed. It wasn't easy to be a person, and even less easy to be a daughter-in-law.
"Mom."
"Mhm?"
"Will you blame me?"
"Blame me for what?"
"Yesterday, when Grandma was talking about you."
Fang Miaomiao quickly understood what he meant and hastily said, "Yesterday, when Grandma was talking about me, An'an helped me, didn't he?"
"So, I should thank An'an, thank An'an for helping Mom out of a difficult situation yesterday."
Wen Yan'an lowered his head shyly. "I thought Mom would blame me."
"Silly, Mom saw what you did for Mom. An'an is so young, and he already knows how to help Mom in his own way. You're a very capable little boy."