Chapter 112: Will Madam... always like me [Word count supplemented]

As soon as Shen Linyan posted the photo, it quickly spread across the internet.

The previous rumors were instantly debunked.

After all, what kind of vicious wife goes to a banquet just to buy a ring for her husband?

Guo Yu also issued a statement.

Guo Yu: I was the one who gave the invitation to Producer An. I am very sorry for the trouble this has caused Producer An.

With this, the internet completely exploded in debate.

The previous incidents could be explained, but the intentional price gouging and the wine-spilling incidents were still causing a massive uproar.

After all, An Ling had personally admitted to the former.

In response to this, An Ling did not make any public comments.

Instead, Shen Linyan issued another statement.

Shen Linyan: If the Shen family cannot afford it, I can buy it back for double the price, as my wife truly likes it. At the same time, regarding the incident at the banquet, I also hope President Lu will apologize to my wife.

Reading between the lines, he was mocking the Shen family for making a huge fuss over such a small amount of money.

However, the public did not get an apology from Lu Jingshen. Instead, Zhou Wen was the first to jump out.

Zhou Wen: The incident at the banquet was a misunderstanding, and I was also at fault. The wine was spilled on me by accident. Please, everyone, stop discussing this matter.

But before things could settle down, several comments suddenly popped up.

Does no one else think this Shen Linyan account is totally fake? When he inherited the Shen Corporation, and when he had scandals before, Shen Linyan never registered an account. But now that this happened, he suddenly registers one?

Actually, I am suspicious too. Could this be An Ling's burner account? Anyway, Shen Linyan is bankrupt now, so he would not be able to say anything no matter what she posts.

But the hand in that photo looks very real. I compared it with the ones An Ling posted before, and it really is Shen Linyan's hand.

Are you stupid? Technology is so advanced nowadays. It does not take long to photoshop a picture, and it can look very realistic.

Is their relationship really that good?

As a colleague from An Ling's company, let me share my personal experience. She admitted herself that her relationship with her ex-husband was not very good. When someone asked her before if she had a boyfriend, she also said no.

So the person behind this account is highly likely to be An Ling?

If you ask me, it is very possible. It was previously exposed that An Ling liked Lu Jingshen. Now she suddenly likes Shen Linyan? I find it hard to believe.

Seeing these comments, Jiang Mai was so angry she was about to explode.

She took screenshots of these comments and sent them over.

Seriously? These burner accounts are making it too obvious that they are trying to change the subject, right? Whose hired internet trolls are these?

An Ling, however, was accustomed to such comments.

She was already used to people not believing her anyway.

An Ling: It is fine, it is very normal. Do not take it to heart.

Jiang Mai: By the way, why did you directly confront the female lead? Did you not want to stay as far away from the main characters as possible before?

An Ling lay on her side in bed, thinking for a moment before replying.

I could not hold back.

At the time, she really did want to avoid her, but she simply could not hold it in.

At that moment, the words Zhou Wen said actually were not entirely unreasonable.

If she had not managed to regain control of her body, would Shen Linyan not have slowly fallen for Zhou Wen?

Or suppose she was not the vicious female supporting character and had absolutely no contact with Shen Linyan from start to finish.

Then, given her antisocial personality and a life trajectory completely different from Shen Linyan's, she probably would never have met Shen Linyan in her entire life.

As An Ling was lost in thought, she did not realize that the main light in the room had been turned off.

The blanket behind her was lifted, letting in a slightly cool breeze. The sound of fabric rustling filled the air, followed immediately by a warm, strong arm wrapping around her waist.

A firm chest pressed against her back, and a crisp scent mixed with the fresh fragrance of body wash enveloped her tightly.

"What is my wife thinking about?" The man lowered his head to kiss the tip of her ear, his voice carrying the deep, lazy drawl of someone who had just stepped out of the shower.

An Ling put down her phone and slipped her hand under the covers.

Beneath the blanket, her hand covered the man's hand. Tracing upward along his finger bones, she soon touched the ring on his finger, feeling a sudden burst of coldness.

Immediately after, her fingers were intertwined with his.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck. Catching her unique, subtle fragrance, he planted a gentle kiss. "Hmm? What is it?"

An Ling turned her head. Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, she met the man's gaze. She stared for a few seconds before blinking.

"I am just belatedly realizing how amazing this feels. To think I actually married you. Two years ago, I never even thought about getting married, let alone marrying you."

The man chuckled and lowered his head to kiss her eyes. "Why two years ago?"

An Ling turned around, burying her face in his embrace, and closed her eyes without answering.

Why?

Because the past two years had not belonged to her.

After a moment of silence, An Ling still could not hold back. She opened her eyes, looked up, and stared at the man eagerly. "Shen Linyan, I want to ask you a question."

Shen Linyan's eyes crinkled with a smile as he pulled her a little closer into his arms. "Alright, ask away, my wife."

An Ling opened her mouth and blurted out without thinking, "When Zhou Wen was your personal assistant, what did you think of her?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Shen Linyan's expression froze.

He opened his mouth, but just as he was about to speak, the woman covered his lips. "Never mind, never mind! That is a bad question! You are not allowed to answer. Just pretend you did not hear it!"

An Ling regretted it the moment she asked.

If Shen Linyan praised Zhou Wen, she would not want to hear it.

If Shen Linyan spoke ill of her, she would just think he was trying to coax her.

"Let us just go to sleep." She let go, but the man caught her wrist.

The man lowered his eyes and gently kissed her palm, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness. "Honey, where on earth did you hear these things? You always seem to think I have something going on with Zhou Wen."

An Ling thought to herself, where else? In the plot, of course.

She shifted her body, turning her back to him, and muttered softly, "I was just asking casually. I was curious."

The man stretched out his long arm, scooping his little wife back into his embrace.

Resting his chin gently on top of her head, his voice was tender and slow in the darkness of the night. "My impression of her was not very good."

An Ling paused and looked up. "What? You are not lying to me?"

"I am not lying to you."

Shen Linyan lowered his head and kissed her neck. "Because the workload was very light, Zhou Wen often skipped work to go out with Lu Jingshen. When she argued with Lu Jingshen, he would come looking for her, bringing flowers and gifts. Zhou Wen would refuse to accept them, and the two of them would argue right in the office area. It made it impossible for the colleagues in that section to focus on their work, and a few times, clients almost saw them."

This was the first time An Ling had heard about this.

With her back to the man, she stayed quiet for a few seconds before silently turning back around and saying dryly, "Why are you telling me all this? I do not actually care that much. I was just asking out of curiosity."

The man's chest vibrated as a low chuckle escaped his lips. He wrapped his arm around her waist. "Okay."

An Ling was just about to close her eyes and go to sleep when the man's voice sounded by her ear.

"My wife, can I ask you a question then?"

"Hmm?" She nodded with her eyes closed. "Sure, go ahead and ask."

Shen Linyan lowered his eyes, quietly watching the woman in his arms, and slowly spoke:

"Will my wife... always like me?"

An Ling froze, then immediately looked up, only to meet a pair of deep, profound eyes.

Her eyes curved into a smile. "Why are you suddenly asking something like that."

The man lowered his eyes, staring fixedly at her, and spoke softly,

"I hope my wife will always like me, okay?"

Even if she discovered his true nature in the future, she would still like him just as she did now.

An Ling blinked, smiled, and gave him a kiss.

"Okay."

After the news broke, An Ling took a few days off from work.

Ms. Chen expressed her understanding and comforted her, telling her not to take the news to heart. She also promised to explain the situation clearly to their colleagues.

Her parents were furious when they found out about the news, insisting that An Zhou must clarify everything.

It took several days for the situation to gradually die down.

These events didn't really affect An Ling, but she noticed that Shen Linyan seemed to be getting more and more clingy lately.

"Beep—"

In the evening, the sound of the front door unlocking rang out.

An Ling was sitting on the sofa with a blanket draped over her legs, watching a show on her tablet. She was so engrossed that she didn't hear the door open.

It wasn't until a familiar, deep male voice sounded by her ear.

"What is my wife watching?"

She finally reacted and looked up. "Watching a show. When did you get back?"

The man unbuttoned his coat, revealing a crisp white shirt underneath. His suit vest further accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, highlighting his excellent physique. His handsome and elegant features looked even more noble.

Shen Linyan raised a hand to loosen his tie, the silver wedding ring on his ring finger particularly eye-catching. He smiled, lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips, and asked gently, "Just got back. What did you have for dinner?"

An Ling nodded and cooperatively kissed him back a few times, her eyes still glued to the show. "Auntie Cheng made dumplings today. You should go take a shower first."

"Is my wife going to the bedroom?"

An Ling was sitting too comfortably and was reluctant to move. "I'll go in a bit later, after I finish this episode."

As soon as she said that, the person in front of her went quiet.

Sensing that the man was standing there motionless, An Ling looked up at him.

Meeting her confused gaze, the man spoke in a mild tone, "I can carry my wife back to the bedroom."

"..."

An Ling blinked. A few seconds later, she smiled and turned off the tablet. As if compromising, she reached out her arms to him. "Then you have to remember to bring my tablet in later."

The man bent down to let her wrap her arms around his neck, kissed her cheek, and said, "Okay."

By the time Shen Linyan came out of the bathroom, An Ling was still sitting on the bed watching her show.

He pulled back the covers and got in, turning to look at his little wife who was still completely absorbed in the screen.

His gaze lingered on the tablet screen for a moment. "What show is my wife watching?"

"Hmm?" An Ling turned her head and shifted the tablet slightly toward him. "A Korean drama. Do you want to watch?"

Shen Linyan nodded and reached out his hand. "Let me hold it for you."

An Ling handed the tablet to him and rested her head on his shoulder.

An Ling was watching a romance drama. When she saw the male and female leads kissing, her gaze paused and her eyes began to dart around unsteadily.

It was fine when she watched this kind of scene alone.

But watching other people kiss together with Shen Linyan made her feel...

She originally thought she just needed to endure it for a moment, but unexpectedly, the leads didn't stop after the first kiss. What followed were several different camera angles of them making out.

In the quiet room, the only sounds left were the kissing noises coming from the tablet and the lingering, soft background music.

An Ling's face gradually turned red. She pursed her lips and quietly peeked up at him.

But the very next second, she crashed straight into the man's gaze.

He was quietly watching her, who knew for how long. His gaze was warm and serene, like the moon outside the window, wrapping an indescribable deep affection within its gentleness.

As their eyes met, An Ling seemed to be bewitched and took the initiative to lift her head.

The man lowered his head and captured her lips, sucking on them time and time again.

An Ling wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyelashes trembling as she closed her eyes.

The music from the show stopped at some point, and the tablet was set aside.

The man pulled her onto his lap. The tip of his tongue pried her teeth apart, and his hand slipped in under the hem of her pajamas.

The temperature in the air gradually rose. Their scorching breaths intertwined in a deeply passionate embrace.

An Ling was kissed until her head spun. When they finally parted, she gasped for air, clinging to the man's shoulders.

The man buried his face in the side of her neck. He had only kissed her a few times when An Ling remembered something and slightly turned her head.

"Don't leave any marks. I have to go back to work tomorrow." Her voice was soft and accompanied by light pants. Her clingy tone was enough to melt anyone's heart.

Shen Linyan's Adam's apple bobbed gently. He looked up and kissed her lips. "Okay."

He undid her buttons and lowered his head to drop light kisses on her beautiful collarbone.

Tracing down her soft skin bit by bit, he lowered his head and gently took her in his mouth. Instantly, the muffled moan of the woman, her ending note almost trembling, reached his ears.

This sound was like a spark falling into a haystack, instantly bursting into a crackling blaze.

Shen Linyan's arms tightened immediately, and he flipped over, pressing her against the bed.

The dim light shone on the bed. Underneath the highly arched blanket, the woman was completely covered by the man's body, only occasionally revealing a slender, fair arm covered in red marks.

Heavy panting mixed with muffled moans echoed intensely within the bedroom.

An Ling's forehead was covered in sweat, and her hair stuck to her cheeks. She opened her watery eyes, the corners of which were flushed red, and unconsciously murmured, "So hot..."

The man pulled her up into a sitting position, his movements never ceasing as he lowered his head to kiss her face. "We'll shower later, baby."

An Ling leaned against his shoulder, her gaze landing on the tablet at the head of the bed. Her voice was fragmented and intermittent. "Did you... did you even watch the show?"

The man lowered his head to kiss her hair and spoke with a smile.

"No."

"I knew it!" An Ling was so annoyed that she instantly punched him.

But her soft punch had no real strength behind it. Instead, the man caught her hand and kissed it.

These past few days, no matter what she did, even if she was just playing a mini-game on her phone, Shen Linyan would lean over, and it would ultimately turn into this.

She simply couldn't resist the temptation of his beauty.

By the time they finished showering again, An Ling lay on the bed, too exhausted to even lift a finger.

Feeling someone lie down beside her, she kept her eyes closed and grumbled.

"Shen Linyan, if I'm late tomorrow, I'm blaming you."

In the pitch-black environment, the man's sexy, low chuckle rang out. Then, she was gently pulled into his embrace. "I won't let my wife be late. I'll drive you to the company."

She kept her eyes closed, drowsy and on the verge of falling asleep.

But then, the man's very soft voice reached her ears again.

"My wife, Lu Jingshen has become the acting chairman of the Shen Corporation."

In an instant, An Ling's sleepiness dissipated quite a bit.

She immediately recalled the plot from her previous life, where the An family was swallowed up and Shen Linyan eventually went bankrupt.

She opened her eyes and slightly lifted her head. "He will target you."

It wasn't a question, but a tone of absolute certainty.

In the darkness, the man noticed her movement, lowered his head, and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Don't worry, my wife. I am here, and I won't go bankrupt."