90: Chapter 90 The Rightful Mrs. Lin!

An hour later.

Liu Shishi trotted into the bathroom, from which came the sound of hurried gargling.

When she walked out, wiping the corners of her mouth, her two fair, delicate hands were still vigorously massaging her flushed cheeks.

"Are your cheeks sore right now?"

Lin Chen leaned against the headboard, watching the somewhat exhausted woman, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes.

Liu Shishi walked over huffily, snatched the TV remote from the floor, and shoved it into his hand. "If you're so capable, why don't you keep this thing in your mouth for an hour and see if you can open your mouth to speak tomorrow morning."

Lin Chen chuckled, raised his hand, and gave her ripe, perky buttocks a light, playful slap.

Liu Shishi not only didn't get angry, but instead giggled and threw herself back into his arms, pressing her smooth forehead firmly against Lin Chen's head, her eyes brimming with overflowing sweetness. "Husband, was I obedient today?"

"Obedient, very sensible."

"Then compared to those other little vixens at home, am I the best wife in the world?"

"Good, you're the most considerate." Lin Chen smiled genuinely.

"Hee hee, that's more like it."

Liu Shishi blissfully planted a firm peck on Lin Chen's warm lips, curling up in his arms like an obedient little kitten.

In this moment, she felt completely enveloped by boundless sweetness and happiness, her heart no longer burdened by the usual calculations and defenses of the entertainment industry.

Although due to some unfortunate red light today, the two of them ultimately couldn't take that decisive final step, she could clearly feel the change in Lin Chen's attitude.

Before this absurd late night, although Lin Chen couldn't be faulted for anything major, his attitude felt more like he was handling a chore he had to complete, and his eyes would occasionally reveal the impatience unique to a straight man.

But right now, it was completely different.

This little man held her tightly, and his gaze was filled with tenderness and affection.

Previously in other places, whenever she took the initiative to hug Lin Chen, this man would either have his hands in his pockets or held in mid-air; he had never voluntarily put his arm around her slender waist.

But now, his large palm was pressed firmly against the soft flesh of her back, the pressure quite heavy.

Not to mention before, when she would act spoiled and beg for a long time, only then would this man reluctantly agree to massage her sore neck at the bedside.

But now, she didn't even need to ask; those large hands were already gently and rhythmically soothing the muscles in her thighs.

This night-and-day difference in treatment gave Liu Shishi an unprecedented sense of satisfaction for her vanity and happiness as a woman.

"So the legitimate Mrs. Lin gets to live this kind of heavenly life in private; it really makes one reluctant to let go."

Liu Shishi lay on Lin Chen's broad chest, muttering somewhat smugly.

"What are you muttering about? I didn't hear you clearly." Lin Chen smoothed the damp hair stuck to her neck and asked casually.

Liu Shishi steeled herself, suddenly flipped over and sat up, her two fair, delicate hands firmly cupping Lin Chen's cheeks, her beautiful eyes filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

"Husband, let's tear up that agreement to split up in a year, okay? Let's not divorce. I want to be your legitimate wife for a lifetime, whether it's on the marriage certificate or behind closed doors in bed."

Seeing her serious little expression, Lin Chen's heart softened slightly. He used his long fingers to brush the stray hair behind her ears and said in a low voice, "If you do not leave, I will never forsake you."

"Mm! Pinky promise, whoever changes their heart is a puppy!"

Liu Shishi smiled sweetly, and once again docilely dove into his embrace.

"In the future, when we settle down in the capital, I'll give you a big, healthy baby boy every day at home. If you prefer a daughter, I'll keep giving you a sweet little 'cotton-padded jacket'. If the first child isn't ideal, we'll just close the door and keep working hard... Husband, do you think my grand blueprint is feasible?"

"It's feasible, whatever you say." Lin Chen said, a smile playing on his lips.

"Then it's settled. You can never think about kicking me off this big bed for the rest of your life."

"Husband."

"What is it now?"

"It's pitch dark and I can't sleep. I want to hear your Singing." Liu Shishi played with the buttons on his clothes, acting spoiled in a high-pitched voice.

"Which song?"

"The one you sang on the big truck yesterday, 'the wild goose'; it has such a prairie vibe."

Lin Chen pulled the blanket over himself, somewhat amused and exasperated. "My dear sister, it's almost one in the morning. If I start belting out Qin opera here in this guest room, Lei Jiayin and the others next door will definitely come knocking with kitchen knives."

"Then... then let's change to a lighter tune; as long as it comes from your mouth, it's fine." Liu Shishi bit his collarbone gently with her pearly teeth in a coquettish manner.

"Who... is knocking on my window... Who... is plucking the strings... That segment... of forgotten time... gradually rises from the depths of my heart..."

Lin Chen stroked Liu Shishi's smooth, flawless, and silky back, slowly beginning with an a cappella performance without any accompaniment.

There were no expensive instruments in the room, nor any high-end tuning effects added by the Production Team in post-production; it was purely Lin Chen's most primitive, clean, and clear voice.

With the reinforcement of his master-level ability, the sound was a hundred times more pleasant than the cellos in the Vienna Golden Hall.

Liu Shishi lay on Lin Chen like a puddle of soft mud, her beautiful eyes blissfully half-closed, and the sweet, intoxicating smile on her lips proved that this little woman was currently immersed in a boundless dream.

The night outside the frontier was like a pool of stagnant water, while this melodious Singing was like a morning breeze that could blow right into one's bones.

Her mind was a complete blank at this moment, and the nerves that had been strained for years in the vanity fair had completely snapped.

She didn't care how tomorrow's scenes would be shot, or how the gossip would spread a year later; she only wanted to freeze this steaming, passionate second into an eternity.

"Husband, what is the name of this song that dances on the strings?"

After a long while, the little woman in his arms asked somewhat drowsily.

"'The Forgotten Time.'" Lin Chen pulled her closer into his arms.

"It's so beautiful... I really want to listen to it for a lifetime."

After Liu Shishi muttered the last sentence, her breathing finally became steady and heavy.