MWMM Chapter 70: Hubby, You Finally Came

As soon as the sultry lady named Ran Youyou left, her face full of embarrassment, and the door clicked shut, Yan Yuzhou immediately dropped his pretended sweetness. His small face darkened as he angrily pounded his fists against Shen Ci’s chest and tried to get up from his lap.

Just as he was about to stand, Shen Ci’s arms tightened around his waist, pulling him back down effortlessly. His voice carried a teasing smile.

“Where are you going? Weren’t you the one who just said… you wanted to get all lovey-dovey with me?”

Yan Yuzhou shot him an annoyed glare. “Hmph! Like hell I’d want to get lovey-dovey with you, you ungrateful scoundrel, heartless bastard, and shameless philanderer!”

Shen Ci felt like he had just been slapped with a whole bunch of ridiculous accusations. Holding back his laughter, he asked, “How exactly am I a shameless philanderer? What got our Zhouzhou this angry?”

Yan Yuzhou, full of grievance, began his accusations. “Just now, when I told you to tell that vixen who I was, why didn’t you say anything?!” As he spoke, he jabbed a finger against Shen Ci’s chest again and again.

Shen Ci found his sulky, whining appearance absolutely adorable. Amusement flickered in his deep eyes as he spoke slowly,

“Didn’t our Zhouzhou say that in the company, we have to act like strangers? No talking, no eating together, no being overly familiar? And if either of us breaks the rule, they have to bark three times like a dog.”

Yan Yuzhou: ……

Damn it! How did he forget about that in his anger?!

Now, this was awkward. No way in hell was he barking “woof woof woof”…

“I’m not doing it.” Yan Yuzhou shamelessly went back on his word, then muttered awkwardly, “It’s embarrassing to act like this in your company.”

Hearing this, Shen Ci chuckled, hugging Yan Yuzhou even tighter. He leaned close to his ear and murmured with a meaningful tone,

“No need to do it at the company, baby. Just wait until we’re home tonight… and do it for me in bed.”

AAAAHHHHHH! Yan Yuzhou’s mind exploded with a thousand curses.

Yan Yuzhou was still fuming when he thought about that woman from earlier. He wriggled out of Shen Ci’s embrace and questioned him, “What did that woman come to see you for just now?”

Shen Ci’s expression carried a hint of helplessness. “She’s an actress from the company. Who knows what kind of nonsense she was trying to pull today?” Seeing the obvious satisfaction on Yan Yuzhou’s face, he chuckled. “Zhouzhou, are you jealous?”

Yan Yuzhou neither admitted nor denied it. He silently savored the sour, bitter feeling in his heart but stubbornly insisted, “Of course not.”

And then, he proceeded to show exactly what ‘he wasn’t jealous’ looked like through his actions.

Hooking his arm around Shen Ci’s, he strutted out of the elevator like he owned the place. On the way to the restaurant, he openly basked in the envious and respectful gazes of the entire company. Then, as if unintentionally, he leaned against Shen Ci and sweetly whined, “Hubby, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs today~”

Shen Ci saw through his little act instantly. Under the watchful eyes of the employees, he pulled Yan Yuzhou even closer into his embrace, placed a kiss on the top of his head, and indulgently said, “Alright.”

And sure enough, the little vinegar jar’s expression instantly became much more smug.

Damn, he’s too freaking cute.

—

After lunch with Shen Ci, Yan Yuzhou took a short nap in Shen Ci’s lounge before heading off to meet his classmates for the final afternoon of shooting practice. By now, almost everyone at the filming site knew about his status as the CEO’s wife, so they treated him with extra politeness and respect.

But there were always a few clueless idiots.

Yan Yuzhou was focused on adjusting the equipment when he casually took a step to the side—

And suddenly, he bumped into someone.

A strong wave of cigarette smoke hit him in the face, choking him into a violent coughing fit.

He quickly staggered back a few steps, putting some distance between himself and the overpowering stench. Once he steadied himself and his coughing subsided, he looked up—

Standing before him was a middle-aged man, dressed decently but with a severely bloated figure. The man grinned at him, his expression greasy and unpleasant.

“Such a beauty,” the sleazy man said, leering. “Where did you come from?”

Yan Yuzhou frowned and immediately slapped away the hand that was reaching toward him. His face remained cold and devoid of any trace of a smile as he issued a silent warning. Without saying a word, he turned back and continued adjusting the camera.

But the greasy middle-aged man wasn’t deterred in the slightest. Instead, seeing the beautiful young man maintain a cold, guarded stance only ignited his twisted desire to conquer. His grin widened.

“Scared?” The man let out a couple of perverted chuckles. He then spread his arms wide and lunged toward Yan Yuzhou. “Don’t be afraid, I won’t eat you.”

Yan Yuzhou dodged away in disgust, swiftly avoiding the repulsive salty pig hand. He moved closer to the other crew members in the studio, instinctively seeking help while maintaining a composed expression.

“Who are you? This is a filming set. Please don’t interfere with other people’s work.”

The middle-aged man showed no sign of concern, his expression completely fearless. Seeing Yan Yuzhou dodging away like this only made his twisted desire to torment him even stronger. The corners of his lips curled into a sinister smile.

“You don’t know who I am, little beauty? No wonder you’re so scared of me. Well then, I’ll let you get to know me today.”

He raised a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture, before speaking proudly, “I’m Chang Fa, a shareholder of Chiyu Film. I’ve got plenty of money. So, little beauty, are you ready to throw yourself into my arms?”

Yan Yuzhou remained as calm as possible, though his eyes discreetly signaled for help from the other people in the studio. “Sorry, I still don’t know you. Move aside, I want to leave.”

“It’s fine if you don’t know me now,” the man sneered, his voice dripping with filth. “Once your body heats up, we’ll be able to get very familiar with each other.”

Who knows what nasty thoughts had just crossed his mind, but his face twisted into a lecherous grin. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he added,

“When you bumped into me just now, I caught a whiff of your scent. You smell like peach blossoms, don’t you? Hah—can’t say I’ve ever had a peach blossom-scented Omega before. Bet you taste delicious.”

Yan Yuzhou’s body started trembling uncontrollably. His chest felt tight, and his breathing turned suffocated—because he realized that the man in front of him was releasing his pheromones.

That overpowering, choking scent of cheap tobacco.

His throat instinctively seized up, forcing him into a fit of dry coughs.

“Can’t handle it, huh?” The middle-aged man smirked, pretending to explain kindly, “I forgot to mention—my pheromones, once injected into the body, are highly addictive. Like an opium hit, making you… unable to stop yourself. So, how about it? Want to give it a try?”

With that, his bloated body moved in, cornering Yan Yuzhou against the wall.

Just as Yan Yuzhou discreetly lifted his right foot, preparing to kick this bastard in the crotch—

Several staff members finally stepped forward at just the right moment.

“C-Chairman Chang, please calm down!” One of them stammered nervously. “This is our CEO’s spouse. If CEO Shen finds out, it could affect the relationship between you shareholders.”

The name “CEO’s spouse” made Chang Fa freeze mid-step. His face flickered with disbelief as he turned toward the trembling staff member.

“Him? Shen Ci’s wife?”

The staff member nodded firmly. “CEO Shen’s legal partner.”

An awkward look flashed across Chang Fa’s face. His lecherous hands immediately withdrew, as if his interest had been completely killed. He glanced at Yan Yuzhou meaningfully, then shrugged with an air of disappointment. With a darkened expression, he turned and strutted out of the studio with his heavy, waddling gait.

—

Yan Yuzhou watched as Chang Fa left. His already pale face turned even whiter. His limbs felt weak, and he nearly collapsed.

The surrounding staff quickly noticed his shaken state and hurriedly supported him.

“Madam, are you alright?”

Yan Yuzhou fought against the tremors still running through his body, forcing out a stiff smile. He didn’t want to hold up the shoot because of his own issue, so he waved a hand dismissively.

“I’m fine. Let’s keep going.”

Seeing his insistence, the staff hesitated for a moment before reluctantly returning to their stations.

—

Just then—

BANG!

The doors to the studio were forcefully thrown open from the outside.

Everyone instinctively turned toward the entrance.

A tall, commanding figure strode in with long, powerful strides, his entire presence exuding an icy, oppressive aura. His sharp eyes swept across the room, radiating danger.

The moment Yan Yuzhou saw the familiar face, he reacted purely on instinct—

He threw himself into Shen Ci’s arms.

His arms wrapped tightly around Shen Ci’s neck, clinging onto him like his life depended on it. His small body trembled as he nestled closer, his voice carrying the raw weight of lingering fear and the overwhelming relief of being saved. There was a deep, undeniable attachment in his tone.

“Hubby, you finally came.”

Sensing the fear in Yan Yuzhou’s trembling body, Shen Ci’s arms immediately enclosed him in a strong, protective embrace.

His sharp gaze turned razor-sharp—piercing, predatory, lethal.

Without sparing a single glance at anyone else in the room, he bent down, scooped Yan Yuzhou up in his arms, and strode out as if no one else existed.