Cold Xiao Yao bit down, but after a while, she realized that this man wasn't even flinching. His skin was so thick that even her teeth were starting to hurt, and she could only draw a little blood.
"Why aren't you in pain?"
Feeling defeated, she pulled away her mouth, thinking that this man was indeed extraordinary; even his skin was tougher than ordinary people's.
"It hurts, but it's nothing compared to seeing you tear up."
"You smooth talker!"
"Xiao Yao, don't be mad. I was just teasing you. Look."
Han Chenyu pulled out two movie tickets from his pocket and said gently to Cold Xiao Yao, "I actually planned a surprise for you today. I had everything set up for us to watch a movie and then go out for dinner, but..."
"Did you really think that?"
"I already bought the tickets. Do you think I'm lying?"
Seeing the two movie tickets, Cold Xiao Yao finally broke into a smile. She stood on her tiptoes and gave Han Chenyu a big kiss on the cheek, then playfully tugged his hand, saying, "Uncle Han, I'm sorry! I didn't know you wanted to surprise me. I'm sorry for getting angry at you just now."
Han Chenyu was still immersed in the sweetness of her kiss. This was only the second time she had kissed him since that drunken encounter, and now she was apologizing. His heart was filled with warmth; how could he still be mad at her?
"Well then, my dear Xiao Yao, shouldn't we go watch the movie?"
"Sure!"
Han Chenyu and Cold Xiao Yao spent the happiest day together. Han Chenyu was no longer the company president; they acted like an ordinary couple, shopping, eating, and holding hands, filled with laughter and joy.
"Uncle Han, come look! They have couple shirts here! Let's buy some!"
Cold Xiao Yao pulled Han Chenyu into a couple's store filled with matching shirts, watches, pendants, and more.
"You go ahead; I'll wait for you outside."
What a joke! If anyone found out that the prestigious president of the Han Corporation was shopping for couple shirts with a girl, he'd never hear the end of it.
"Are you scared, Uncle Han?"
Faced with her teasing and contemptuous gaze, Han Chenyu gritted his teeth and walked inside first. He knew she was provoking him, but he didn't want to seem weak in front of her.
"Hahaha, this time I won!"
Cold Xiao Yao bounced behind him, exclaiming, "Wow, there are so many couple items!"
As she walked around examining the merchandise, she suddenly spotted two casual shirts: one read "Wife is the Best" and the other "Husband is the Second Best." Cold Xiao Yao thought to herself that these shirts were perfect for her taste, and she decided to get them.
"Husband, come look at this one and try it on!"
Han Chenyu's heart soared when he heard her call him "husband" instead of "Uncle," especially in front of so many people. His pride and joy were overflowing.
"Wife, what...?"
His excitement instantly plummeted when he saw the shirts she was holding.
"You... you can't be serious about making me wear that, right?"
"Of course! We'll each wear one."
Cold Xiao Yao pretended to be oblivious, shaking the shirts in her hands, but the smile on her face betrayed her delight.
"I'm not wearing it."
"Yes, you are."
"No way!"
"Are you going to wear it or not?"
"Fine, I'll wear it. Happy now?"
Han Chenyu surrendered. Ever since he confessed his feelings to her, he realized he was completely under her thumb. Who told him he couldn't stand to see her angry?
He reluctantly changed into the shirt that said "Husband is the Second Best" in the fitting room, praying that none of his subordinates would see him like this. Otherwise, his reputation as the president would be in shambles.
"Husband, are you done? I'm already waiting outside for you!"
The voice of the troublemaker reached his ears, and he thought to himself that he had never felt so embarrassed in his 32 years, not even when negotiating contracts worth billions.
"I'm coming out."
"Wow, husband, we look so good together!"
Cold Xiao Yao exclaimed as she pulled him in front of the mirror to see their matching outfits.
Han Chenyu stared at the reflection of himself and Cold Xiao Yao in the couple shirts, feeling a bit dazed. He thought back to their absurd meeting, to when he threatened her into marriage, to realizing he had fallen for her, and to how they became inseparable.
He never knew fate could be such a mysterious thing. At this moment, he was incredibly grateful that he was the one who met her that night, not someone else. Just thinking about what would have happened if she had walked into someone else's booth made his heart ache.
"Xiao Yao, listen to me. From now on, you're not allowed to drink outside. Not a single drop. Do you understand?"
Cold Xiao Yao, who was admiring her masterpiece, suddenly heard his words and asked in confusion, "Why?"
Han Chenyu pulled her close, his voice trembling as he replied, "Because you got drunk and forced me into a corner before. Besides, you don't even realize it, but when you're drunk, you become super strong. What if you drink too much and end up hurting someone else? Wouldn't that mean you'd be cheating on me?"
"Oh, okay, I'll listen to you. I promise I won't drink outside again."
"That's my good girl."
Han Chenyu was satisfied as he led her out of the store. Even the couple shirts that had bothered him before suddenly seemed so charming because only he could wear them with her, right?
"Xiao Yao, I need to go to the study to handle some documents. You can watch TV or go online for a bit. I'll come back to keep you company later, okay?"
"Okay."
He kissed her forehead and headed to the study.
Cold Xiao Yao's eyes sparkled with happiness. So this is what love feels like!
"Xiao Yao, are you there?"
A message from Pei Menglu popped up on QQ, and Cold Xiao Yao suddenly remembered that she hadn't met up with her friends for a long time, feeling a bit guilty.
"I'm here."
"You little Cold Xiao Yao! Have you forgotten your best friends now that you have a husband? I've been trying to get you to come out for coffee or karaoke, but you ignore me! Are you trying to make babies with your husband?"
Si Ma Yuyao had also logged on and immediately bombarded her with questions.
"Oh, come on! I'm sorry, okay? How about I treat you both to dinner next time to make up for it?"
"That sounds better, but Yuyao hit the nail on the head. You two have been married for over half a year. Why haven't we heard any news yet?"
"What news?"
"Your baby, of course! Are you planning to give her a chubby little son?"
Cold Xiao Yao stared at the message on her computer screen, lost in thought.
She had never considered having children before. Originally, marriage wasn't even in her five-year plan. She had just wanted to finish her graduate studies and study abroad. But now?
"Xiao Yao, are you there?"
"Yes."
"Have you thought about this issue?"
"I don't know."
"Let's discuss it when we have time."
"Okay."
After closing QQ, Cold Xiao Yao leaned against the headboard, realizing that she had never thought about this before. What about the future? She didn't know.
"Xiao Yao."
"Uncle, are you done?"
"Xiao Yao, can you please call me 'husband'? You know, when you call me that, I feel so happy here."
Han Chenyu took her hand and pointed to his heart, his gaze soft enough to drown anyone.
"Really?"
Cold Xiao Yao stared at him, tracing his heart with her finger. This heart felt happy because of her?
"I won't allow you to doubt it."
"Then... you have to call me 'wife' too, that's only fair."
"Wife."
"Husband."
"Hehe."
"Stop grinning."
That night...
"Ugh... husband... it hurts."
Cold Xiao Yao's intermittent voice woke Han Chenyu up. When he saw her sweating and in pain, he immediately scooped her up, ready to take her to the hospital.
"Don't! Let me... down."
"No way! You're in so much pain; we have to go to the hospital right now."
"No... it's... my period."
"Your period? You mean you got your period?"
"Yeah, just let me down."
Han Chenyu carefully set her down, but seeing her still in pain, he anxiously asked, "How could this happen? You've never been in this much pain before! What do we do now?"
"It's okay. I've just had a bit of pain before. I think eating ice cream today made it worse."
"You've never told me about this."
"That's because it wasn't that bad. I didn't want you to worry about me."
Han Chenyu's face darkened as he turned and walked toward the study.
Is he mad at me? Ignoring me? But Cold Xiao Yao, who was in pain, didn't have the strength to chase after him. She could only hug her stomach and repeatedly moan, "It hurts so much."
A little while later, feeling fuzzy from the pain, Cold Xiao Yao suddenly felt a warm water bag pressed against her abdomen, instantly easing her discomfort. She heard Han Chenyu's frustrated yet helpless voice say, "I just looked it up online. When you have period pain, you should use a hot pack and drink brown sugar. Just lie down for a bit. I'll go make some brown sugar water."
Cold Xiao Yao managed a weak smile and said to Han Chenyu, "It's so nice. You didn't just leave me alone."
"Silly girl, how could I ignore you? You're my wife."
Han Chenyu looked at her pale face with concern. She really was in a lot of pain; her lips were even bitten raw. Silly woman, why didn't she say anything? Did she want to make him worry sick?
"Xiao Yao, um... where did you put your sanitary pads?"
Hearing this, Cold Xiao Yao suddenly remembered she hadn't even put one on yet. Did Han Chenyu want to help her with that?