Chapter 15

“Mr. Lin, your grandfather called earlier, asking about your wife. He seems to know that you and your wife have registered your marriage.”

Lin Chuanwu finished his meeting, sat in his chair, and rubbed his temples.

“The Chairman also mentioned that for his seventieth birthday, he wants you to bring your wife back. He wants to meet his granddaughter-in-law.”

“Granddaughter-in-law?” Lin Chuanwu repeated the words, suddenly chuckling, “Has the stuff been delivered?”

“It has been delivered, it arrived this morning. You’ve been busy, so we didn’t dare disturb you.”

Lin Chuanwu glanced at his watch; it was only six o’clock, and it was still light outside.

“You guys can get off work now.”

“Alright.”

Lin Chuanwu drove himself home. By the time he got there, it was completely dark. He entered, took off his coat, and changed his shoes. There was food on the dining table, but no one was around.

Lin Chuanwu glanced at the servant, who pointed upstairs.

Before heading upstairs, Lin Chuanwu took a shower and changed into clean clothes, then opened the bedroom door.

He usually came back at midnight when the person was already asleep, but it was only seven o’clock, and they were already asleep.

Lin Chuanwu turned the person over, looking at his face. His skin was clean and fair, lips pressed tightly together in a light pink hue.

His gentle face usually wore a soft expression, but now, asleep, his brows were furrowed, not looking so relaxed.

Lin Chuanwu gently touched his face.

Then he pressed his forehead against his, wanting to bite him, and also… Lin Chuanwu stared at Wen Yan’s lips, his Adam’s apple moving…

Eyelashes fluttered, and eyelids slowly lifted. Wen Yan woke up, finding the man’s face so close, instinctively trying to move back.

But Lin Chuanwu held his waist, rubbing his nose against his, “What are you afraid of?”

“Why, why are you back so early?” The distance was too close, their lips seemed about to touch, making Wen Yan uncomfortable.

“Grandpa’s birthday is in a few days, come back with me.”

“But I’m just a beta.”

“But you’re my wife.”

“…Okay.” Wen Yan’s eyelashes trembled.

“Give me your hand.”

“Hand?” Wen Yan looked at him blankly.

“Yeah.”

Wen Yan extended his hand.

Lin Chuanwu took out a brocade box, inside was a pair of rings.

Lin Chuanwu took one out and placed it on Wen Yan’s ring finger.

The cold touch made Wen Yan shiver slightly. Maybe it was Lin Chuanwu’s overly serious gaze that made Wen Yan’s ring finger shrink back a bit.

But Lin Chuanwu firmly pushed it all the way to the base of the finger.

Then he extended his own hand.

“Help me put it on.”

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and helped him put it on.

“You know what to call me then, right?”

“Call… Chuanwu?”

Lin Chuanwu stared at him, his gaze becoming more intense.

“Call me husband.”

Husband…

Wen Yan’s ears turned red, “Okay, I got it.”

The two lay quietly for a while, then Wen Yan softly said, “I’ll return the ten thousand yuan to you, please don’t let the kid go to jail, okay?”

Lin Chuanwu was silent for a moment, then held his chin, “Do you really think I care about ten thousand yuan?”