Compared to Shi Ran, she had clearly won.
"I understand, Mom," Zhao Wuyan replied sweetly.
Tang's mother leaned in and advised, "Little Four has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He's very kind and easily moved. You should hurry and have his child. Once your baby is born, he'll never leave you."
"Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you." Zhao Wuyan felt as if she were immersed in a honey pot, her heart brimming with sweetness and her mood exceptionally good.
After chatting with Tang's mother for a while, she walked into the living room and sat beside Tang Si. She hooked her arm around his, tilted her head, and with what she thought was a cute expression, said, "Si Bing, good morning."
Tang Si was engrossed in current affairs on his phone. His expression was placid. He glanced sideways at Zhao Wuyan's arm around his and said in a deep voice, "I don't like excessive intimacy in front of others."
"Ah?"
Zhao Wuyan was momentarily stunned, then instinctively withdrew her hands, stuck out her tongue, and smiled playfully. "Mm, okay, I respect you."
After speaking, she glanced around and whispered into Tang Si's ear, "Si Bing, you were really amazing last night. You almost made it so I couldn't get out of bed."
Her coquettish voice carried a hint of allure.
Zhao Wuyan then got up and left, not forgetting to turn back and smile, "Let's eat quickly. Dad, Mom, and Grandpa are waiting."
Tang Si remained with his head bowed, his phone in hand, but his dark eyes held a chilling glint.
It was an icy coldness that rivaled the glaciers of the poles.
A moment later, Tang Si rose and went to the dining room, where the family was having breakfast in a seemingly 'harmonious' atmosphere.
Due to Tang Si's warning, Zhao Wuyan dared not act overly intimate with him.
She feared that crossing Tang Si's boundary would shatter the hard-won 'happiness' between them in an instant.
After breakfast, Tang Si said to those seated on the sofa, "I'm going to work."
Old Master Tang said, "Go ahead."
Tang's father nodded.
Tang's mother said, "Come back early tonight."
Zhao Wuyan said, "Si Bing, bye."
Listening to their words, Tang Si left the living room without looking back.
As he walked out of the living room, a male servant in his forties was sweeping the yard below the steps.
Seeing Tang Si emerge, he immediately stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Young Master, good morning."
Tang Si stood there, took out a cigarette case, placed a cigarette in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a puff, and asked in a cold tone, "How is it?"
"Everything went smoothly. She has no suspicions," the male servant replied truthfully.
Tang Si took a check for two hundred thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to him. "You did very well." He glanced sideways at the man and added, "Remember to record it clearly. Use all the skills you have."
The male servant took the check, immediately put it away, and repeatedly thanked him, "Thank you, Young Master."
Tang Si ignored him and walked directly to the garage before driving away.
The man from earlier was a male servant Tang Si had recently hired to work at the house.
Although he was over forty, he had a well-built chest and was an avid fitness enthusiast, as well as a skilled voice actor.
As long as his voice and aura matched Tang Si's, Zhao Wuyan would not be able to tell the difference.
That evening, Tang Si returned from work and poured Zhao Wuyan another glass of water before bed.
After he went into the bedroom, as usual, the bedroom light was extinguished.
Zhao Wuyan eagerly awaited Tang Si. When the man she longed for sat on the edge of the bed, she embraced him like a starving wolf.
However, that night, the man was even more 'fierce' than the day before, exploring various positions with her and unlocking new experiences.