111: Chapter 112 I can't take it anymore, go back and find Yin Tianxue!

"I believe you, Baby." He whispered, his gaze falling on her slender, fair fingers, which had just been twined in his hair and had brushed against his chest.

He kissed her fingertips one by one, extremely slowly and with a certain sense of ritual; the warm, soft sensation made Shen Nian's fingertips tingle and her heart tremble.

"As long as you are always this obedient," he raised his head and looked at her again, his eyes deep, like two whirlpools that could suck a person in, "I will always cherish and dote on you. You can tell me whatever you need or want. Hmm?"

These words were like a sweet lure, and also a clear positioning—he was the giver, the master; she was the receiver, the dependent.

He used material things and "doting" to exchange for her absolute loyalty and her body.

Shen Nian understood. A massive sensation, mixed with humiliation and the secret excitement of being "kept," washed over her.

She knew that from this moment on, she had truly become his mistress who couldn't see the light of day, someone who needed to exchange "obedience" and "loyalty" for his "doting."

But strangely, she didn't feel much resistance in her heart; instead, she felt a sense of finality, a relief that bordered on depravity.

"I don't want anything..." She pressed her face against his chest, her voice muffled and nasal, "I just want you... to come see me occasionally, hold me, and love me fiercely like this... that's enough."

She was speaking the truth, at least for the moment. After experiencing that overwhelming wave of passion and this gentle afterglow, she felt that as long as she could grasp this fleeting warmth and possession, everything else seemed unimportant.

Yu Bo chuckled, his chest vibrating, clearly very satisfied with this "sensible" confession of hers.

He pulled her closer, his large hand stroking her smooth back slowly, with a sense of comfort and possession.

"Silly Baby." He kissed the top of her head, "Everything that should be yours, you will get. How could I let my woman suffer any grievances?"

The term "Baby," when spoken from his lips, carried a strange magic that melted Shen Nian's heart.

She felt like she was soaked in warm honey water, her whole body soft and sweet, and those calculations, unwillingness, and grievances from earlier seemed temporarily covered up by this thick, fake tenderness that couldn't be melted away.

The two of them embraced quietly like this, neither speaking again.

Only the sound of their heartbeats and breathing remained in the bedroom; outside the window, the neon lights of the city continued to flow silently, casting their intertwined figures onto the wall, appearing intimate yet with a strange, unreal harmony.

Shen Nian's fingers unconsciously drew circles on Yu Bo's chest, feeling the solid muscle lines and warm body temperature beneath his skin.

Yu Bo closed his eyes, appearing somewhat drowsy, but the arm around her waist tightened slightly, and his other hand touched her cheek, his thumb with thin calluses gently stroking her delicate skin.

His voice was even deeper and hoarser than before, carrying a magnetic quality that was irresistible and almost bewitching:

"Baby," he called to her, his breath spraying against her earlobe, inciting a dense shiver, "Let your husband... love you properly one more time."

"Ah... no, husband." She shook her head subconsciously, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading, and her hands gently pushed against his chest, "I am... still... weak all over. You... you should go back and find Tianxue."

"Be good, listen to me." He coaxed in a low voice, but his movements forcefully laid her back onto the bed, and he covered her again, his heavy body completely enveloping her, "Just lie there, don't think about anything, and just... enjoy your husband's doting."

...

At the same time, on the other side of the city, at the home of Yu Bo and Yin Tianxue.

In the spacious and bright open kitchen, the rich aroma of the hotpot base drifted about.

The red oil was boiling, white mist was swirling, and various fresh ingredients filled the countertop. Under the warm yellow light, the atmosphere was cozy and lively.

Yin Tianxue had her hair in a refreshing ponytail and was wearing comfortable loungewear, standing in front of the countertop, carefully laying slices of beef rolls onto an exquisite plate.

Her profile looked soft and focused under the light, with a faint, satisfied smile at the corners of her mouth.

Tang Guo was wearing a cute apron printed with little bears—which was obviously Yin Tianxue's—and was standing by the pot, carefully swishing a piece of tripe with long chopsticks, while muttering:

"Seven up, eight down, seven up, eight down... Tianxue, do you think this heat is enough? Will it get tough if I swish it for too long?"

"Hmm, it's about right, fish it out quickly!" Yin Tianxue leaned over to look, laughing and urging, "Dip it in this oil sauce, I just mixed it, have a taste."

Tang Guo quickly retrieved the perfectly cooked tripe, rolled it in the oil sauce recommended by Yin Tianxue, and impatiently put it into her mouth.

It was so hot she sucked in cold air, but she couldn't help giving a thumbs up, praising inarticulately: "Mmm! Delicious! Tianxue, the dipping sauce you made is incredible! That guy Yu Bo is so lucky to be able to eat the meals you cook every day."

Mentioning Yu Bo, the smile on Yin Tianxue's face deepened, and her eyes became even gentler: "Him? He's usually too busy to come home for meals. He went for a site inspection today; I originally wanted to pull him to eat hotpot together. But it doesn't matter, it's the same for us to eat, even more comfortable."

"Exactly, exactly!" Tang Guo nodded repeatedly, picking up another slice of beef to put in the pot, her tone lively, "It's been a long time since we sisters ate at home together. By the way, Tianxue, that hospital site selection you mentioned before, was it decided later? I know a friend whose family seems to have a plot of land in the new district in the west of the city, with a good location and environment. Do you want me to ask for you?"

"Really? That's great!" Yin Tianxue's eyes lit up. She put down the plate in her hand, walked to Tang Guo's side, and began to discuss with excitement, "I looked at a few places before, but either the area wasn't enough, or the surrounding environment was too complicated, which isn't conducive to the rehabilitation of the children. I haven't looked at the west new district carefully yet. If the location is suitable, the traffic is convenient, and the surroundings are relatively quiet, then that can be considered. But the most important thing is the land price and subsequent planning approval..."

The two women ate hotpot and drank fruit juice while enthusiastically discussing the construction plan of the "Yin Angel" hospital.

When Yin Tianxue spoke about those children with cleft lips and palates, her eyes shone with a firm and hopeful light; Tang Guo listened carefully on the side, occasionally offering her own suggestions or telling a joke to make Yin Tianxue happy.

The dining room was filled with laughter, full of the relaxed and happy atmosphere between Best Friends, which formed a cold and sharp contrast to the intense, control-and-submission-filled scene of desire in the bedroom tens of kilometers away.

Yin Tianxue had no idea that the man she was missing at this moment was on another woman's bed, declaring his possession of another woman in the most primitive way.

She was calculating how to share today's progress with Yu Bo when he returned, and... going to see the land Tang Guo mentioned tomorrow.