A woman dressed in fine clothes and exquisitely made-up was tenderly confessing her feelings to the man lying in the hospital bed.
"Brother Yan, we grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Ever since I was little, my wish has been to marry you. I truly can't live without you. Could you give me one chance to love you?"
The man on the bed had a frosty expression, his dark brows and eyes held not a trace of warmth, showing no understanding of chivalry towards women whatsoever. "Su Jingya, I've told you long ago, I have no interest in you."
[Su Jingya? That name sounds so familiar.]
Wen Yan quickly searched through her gossip system.
[Wow, so it's that Su Jingya! The one who confessed to Simo Yan three years ago, slit her wrists in suicide after being rejected by him, caused a news scandal, and was later sent abroad by her father who found her too embarrassing!]
[What a devoted woman.]
[Handsome man, beautiful woman... I suddenly feel like shipping their CP, what should I do?]
Under the covers on the hospital bed, the man's large hand subtly clenched into a fist.
His dark eyes swept sharply towards the hospital room door as he spoke in an icy voice, "Wen Yan, come in!"
Su Jingya didn't know Simo Yan had married another woman. Hearing him call another woman's name, her pupils contracted, and she looked towards the doorway with full hostility.
Facing two pairs of eyes that seemed ready to devour her alive, Wen Yan smiled and rubbed her nose. "Mr. Si, I've brought your clothes."
Seeing Wen Yan's fair skin, stunning beauty, and dazzling allure, Su Jingya instantly felt a sense of crisis. "Brother Yan, who is she?"
"My wife."
"A little maid."
Simo Yan and Wen Yan spoke in unison.
Their answers, however, were worlds apart.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
The man on the bed looked at Wen Yan, his gaze like sharp ice blades, as if to bore two holes through her.
Simo Yan's handsome features were tense, his voice cold and severe. "Wen Yan, I'll give you one more chance. Tell her, who are you to me?"
Wen Yan, "..."
[This dog man, doesn't even like me, yet wants to use me to ward off admirers.]
[Hmph, tonight I'm going to pummel you with my little fists.]
Meeting Su Jingya's hostile gaze, Wen Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "Miss, I'm Mr. Si's secretly married wife. I was just joking with you earlier, please don't be angry."
How could Su Jingya not be angry?
She had liked Simo Yan for so many years. Besides Si Youyou, there wasn't even a female mosquito around him.
Even his assistants and secretaries were all uniformly male.
She had only been abroad for three years, and now he had a wife?
Su Jingya's eyes instantly reddened. "Brother Yan, I don't believe you would like a woman like this, some kind of seductress!"
Wen Yan's lips curved into a smile.
[Seductress? Hehe, I'll take that as a compliment. After all, not every woman can be a seductress.]
Seeing that Wen Yan showed not a shred of crisis awareness upon witnessing another woman's affection for him, but was instead standing there grinning foolishly, Simo Yan felt a nameless fury building inside him.
"Wen Yan, come here!"
Wen Yan stood still.
[Dog man, you say come here and I come? Calling for a dog?]
[Unless you say 'Princess, please come over.']
Simo Yan gritted his teeth. "Princess, please come over."
Wen Yan, "..."
[kaO! How did Iceberg Si suddenly become enlightened?]
[Could it be that I successfully trained him that night he was almost bursting to pee?]
Wen Yan didn't notice the man's dark, narrow eyes growing increasingly deep and dangerous.
Trained?
Did she even know what training meant?
Damn woman, he would make her understand what real training was later!
Wen Yan walked to the bedside. Looking at the man's sharply defined, handsome face, she gave a charming, radiant smile. "Husband, what are your orders?"
The man looked at her with deep, dark eyes. "Kiss me."
Wen Yan's pupils nearly shook with shock.
[What? The dog man wants me to kiss him? My ears must be playing tricks on me.]
[Oh, oh, I get it. He wants Su Jingya to believe our relationship. Su Jingya has an extreme personality; he's afraid she might attempt suicide again.]
Simo Yan didn't understand why Wen Yan's mental monologue was so rich. Him asking her to kiss him—wasn't that letting her take advantage?
What was she hesitating for?
Su Jingya absolutely refused to believe Wen Yan and Simo Yan were a couple. She screamed, "Brother Yan, don't let that vixen kiss you!"
Wen Yan was a bit contrary by nature. The more someone told her not to do something, the more she wanted to do it.
Moreover—
She glanced at the man's sensual, rosy lips.
They looked very tempting.
Wen Yan placed her hands on the edge of the bed, leaned down, and slowly moved closer to the man.
This was the first time since she transmigrated that she had been this close to Iceberg Si.
His skin was so good. Even this close, not a single pore was visible, fair and smooth.
His eyelashes were long, thick, and dark, his eyes like black obsidian, no wonder they looked so deep and dangerous.
As Wen Yan studied Simo Yan, Simo Yan's gaze was also fixed on her.
She only wore light makeup today, yet she was still as bright and captivating as a red rose.
She carried a faint, elegant fragrance, noble and alluring.
Her beautiful, fox-like eyes were mesmerizing and enchanting. As she drew closer, the captivating scent became clearer.
The man, who never went near women, involuntarily swallowed.
After staring at the man's lips for a few seconds, Wen Yan suddenly lowered her head and pressed her own vibrant red lips against his.
However, it wasn't a kiss. Instead, she vengefully gave his lip a hard bite.
She showed no mercy.
The taste of blood spread in both their mouths.
Simo Yan's eyes darkened instantly. Just as he was about to push the woman away, she extended her soft tongue and gently licked the injured spot.
Seductive and bewitching, like a true enchantress.
All the blood in Simo Yan's body rushed downwards to a certain place.
"Husband, do you want more?" Her coquettish voice added fuel to the fire.
A rare hint of desire flickered in Simo Yan's long, narrow, dark eyes.
It added a touch of sensuality and worldly charm to the usually stern-faced man.
Witnessing this scene, Su Jingya's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
Was this still the Brother Yan she knew?
Not only did he let a woman kiss him, he even let her bite and injure him!
Tears of anguish immediately welled up in Su Jingya's eyes.
Simo Yan glanced at Su Jingya. "What are you still standing there for? Don't come again to affect the relationship between my wife and me in the future. Get out!"
Wen Yan silently wiped away a tear of sympathy for Miss Su Jingya.
[Dammit, I feel better now! Iceberg Si simply isn't human; he's a refrigeration machine. He's not just cold to me; he's equally cold to other women.]
[Ahhh! Dabai, get out here! Why did you make me try to win over this iceberg? Hurry up and give me a block of tofu to knock myself out with!]
Su Jingya ran out crying. Reaching the doorway, she couldn't help but look back at Simo Yan one more time.
She thought he might glance her way one more time, remembering their childhood bond of growing up together. But instead—
His dark, profound gaze was fixed on his wife. On his always cold and expressionless handsome face, there even seemed to be a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
