Chapter 9

After finishing her meal, Luo Wan was lying in bed, resting.

She hadn’t had a good rest for the past two nights, her head felt heavy and swollen.

Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was a call from Luo Minghui.

Luo Wan didn’t want to answer, but the calls kept coming one after another, as if he would keep calling until she picked up.

She figured it must be because Mr. Zhang had yet to finalize the investment, and he was getting impatient.

After the phone rang again, Luo Wan reluctantly answered.

There was a moment of silence on the other end before he angrily shouted, “You stubborn brat, you finally answered the phone.”

Having experienced her father’s biased attitude before, Luo Wan was cold, “What’s the matter?”

“Come back immediately.”

Luo Wan: “But didn’t you forbid me from coming back?”

“I told you to accompany Mr. Zhang, why aren’t you being obedient?”

Luo Wan lay in bed feeling drowsy, not intending to engage in conversation.

Seeing that she wasn’t moved, he resorted to a more potent threat.

“If you want the shares your mother left for you, come back now.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Wan opened her eyes.

She had planned to return in a couple of days to discuss the will, especially considering her recent physical exhaustion. If there were any disputes upon her return, she would be at a disadvantage.

Now that the other party has taken the initiative to mention it, regardless of whether it’s a trap or not, she has to go back and take a look.

With that thought, she got up from the bed.

When she wanted to change her clothes, she realized that since yesterday was her first day here, she didn’t have any clothes of her own.

Just as she was feeling annoyed, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Madam, the clothes ordered by the young master have arrived for you.”

Truly a case of finding a pillow when you’re sleepy, Luo Wan couldn’t help but once again sigh at how attentive this man was.

Not only was he good at making money and skilled in bed, but he was also considerate in daily life.

He was truly a model husband.

As Luo Wan descended the stairs, she found the living room filled with clothes.

All of them were high-end limited editions.

Luo Wan recognized the brand; it wasn’t sold in stores but exclusively tailored for wealthy and powerful people worldwide.

Each piece started at several hundred thousand, and with the entire living room filled with them, there must be tens of millions worth.

To casually spend tens of millions like this, she couldn’t help but marvel at the extravagance of her new husband.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Thinking it might be Luo Minghui again, she picked it up and saw the words “Husband” flashing on the screen.

Luo Wan felt her face flush slightly. What was this man up to?

After saving his own number in her phone with the note “Husband,” she picked up the call, and the man’s deep voice came through.

“Are you awake?”

Luo Wan softly replied with an “mm.”

“Are you feeling okay?”

Luo Wan knew what the man was asking. With her ears now feeling hot too, she mumbled, “I’m fine.”

Sheng Qing chuckled lightly, able to imagine the girl blushing on the other end of the phone.

His new wife seemed quite easily embarrassed, especially in bed; her entire being turned pink, like a delicate peach blossom.

Setting down his pen, he leaned back in his chair, loosened his tie, and said directly, “Then come to the company.”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Luo Wan was too scared to speak up directly, cursing inwardly at the two energetic men in her heart.

He couldn’t tell whether her “I’m fine” just now was polite or not.

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore.”

Sheng Qing changed the subject, “Do you still like the clothes?”

Luo Wan’s thoughts returned to the clothes.

“I do. But these clothes are all custom-made from this brand. We’ve only confirmed our relationship for a day. How did they make so many clothes so quickly?”