The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 162: The Warm Embrace

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: The Warm Embrace

"Don’t worry, since I’m taking action, they’ll never have the ability to bother you again." His words were lightly delivered, but the dominance and confidence in his tone still made Mu Yiliang’s heart flutter involuntarily.

She felt annoyed with herself.

"Since that’s the case, there’s no need for me to stay with you, right?" Mu Yiliang snorted.

"I need to ensure your safety." He raised an eyebrow, "Also, didn’t you just say that if I needed your help, I should just speak up?"

"That’s right..." Mu Yiliang replied cautiously.

"It just so happens I need it now." He led her back to his office, "From now on, make coffee for me. I like your skill."

Mu Yiliang was dumbfounded!

She had indeed just made him a cup of coffee, but he hadn’t even had the chance to drink it yet!

What a blatant lie! If he wanted an excuse to keep her by his side, he could at least make it more reasonable!

"...Do I have to revolve around you 24/7 just to make you coffee whenever you feel like it?" she retorted with a sarcastic laugh.

"I’m glad you have that realization." He smiled elegantly, "Lady Mu."

"..."

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Mu Yiliang regretted it.

She must have lost her mind to say "feel free to ask if you need any help." This man really intended to exploit her worth to the fullest!

After returning to his office, Yan Sijue initially kept things professional, discussing business with his assistant and leaving her aside—Mu Yiliang enjoyed the leisure, so she stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the scenery.

About half an hour later, once his assistant left, the man suddenly asked, "I remember you can cook, right?"

Mu Yiliang looked at him blankly: "It’s rare that you still remember I was once your wife."

"Of course, I remember." He squinted his eyes, "I’ll never forget it in this lifetime!"

Hearing the grit in his voice, Mu Yiliang suddenly felt guilty and regretted bringing up the topic.

"Well, I do know how to cook, but it’s been too long since I’ve done it myself..."

Ever since Xiaoze came along, she hadn’t cooked anymore. She used to live on takeout, and after that, Xiaoze was there to take care of her full-time. If not for this man reminding her, she’d almost forgotten she used to cook.

"I’m hungry." Yan Sijue said, looking at her.

Uh...

Mu Yiliang rolled her eyes, suddenly smiling: "Alright, I’ll go back and cook you something now, and bring it over later, hehe..."

"No need, there’s a small kitchen next door." He smiled, shattering her hope, "The ingredients are all there. Just make something simple. I’m not picky."

Mu Yiliang bit her lip in frustration but obediently went to the kitchen.

Watching her back, Yan Sijue’s smile deepened in his eyes.

He had to thank that old rival for giving him a chance to keep this woman by his side.

Before long, Mu Yiliang came in carrying a plate: "Here, it’s ready. Eat up!"

She said, not without irritation.

Yan Sijue looked over, seeing a plate of scrambled eggs, a steak, and a small salad.

"You remember." His voice suddenly went hoarse.

Mu Yiliang was slightly stunned: "Remember what?"

"You remember what I like to eat." Yan Sijue looked at her confidently, "Although we didn’t dine together many times, you remembered my tastes.

" His gaze was too intense, and instinctively, Mu Yiliang avoided it, hurriedly explaining: "Well... back then, I had to play the role of a wife madly in love with you, so of course, I had to put in the effort..."

"But even after six years, you still remember." Yan Sijue’s expression grew more assured, with a look that seemed to say "don’t explain, I understand," nearly driving Mu Yiliang to frustration.

"Those were the most available ingredients, after all. It’s just Western food, steak and salad, nothing special!" Mu Yiliang snorted, "I guess your taste is just quite common, Young Master Yan!"

"Is that so?" Yan Sijue smiled faintly, not pressing further, but he clearly didn’t think it was just a coincidence.

Mu Yiliang bit her lip in annoyance! Why hadn’t she just boiled some pasta for him instead of bothering with steak!

Even if she didn’t want to admit it, when she thought about what to make, she almost instantly remembered what this man liked... Why did she remember such things so clearly!

"Looks like it’s medium rare." Yan Sijue raised an eyebrow, "The timing is perfect. I’m glad you remembered even that."

Mu Yiliang suppressed the urge to curse! But at this moment, she was mad at herself!

It’s all because of her good memory! That must be it!

Mu Yiliang sat on the sofa sulking, then watched as the man across from her quickly but elegantly finished what she’d made.

Isn’t he worried I might poison him... Mu Yiliang thought, but looking at him eating so earnestly, she suddenly felt a strange sensation welling up inside.

"Napkin?" He indicated, looking up.

Mu Yiliang immediately handed over a neatly folded napkin, her expression and posture particularly obedient.

"So obedient..." he chuckled in a low voice.

Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but blush... Even having a child with this man, she’s blushing at one teasing comment from him—it’s simply embarrassing!

After eating, Yan Sijue lazily leaned back on the sofa, his face partially in shadow, somewhat obscure, but still showing satisfaction.

He was just like a lazy cat basking in the sun after a good meal, and the kind that seeks pets...

That image appeared in Mu Yiliang’s mind uncontrollably, and she felt annoyed with herself! How could she associate this man with a cute, harmless cat? It’s too incompatible!

"Um, are you going to take a nap..." Mu Yiliang broke the silence.

"Come here." He suddenly reached out to her.

Mu Yiliang walked over, puzzled, and was pulled tightly into his embrace by her wrist.

"Don’t move!" Feeling her struggle, he commanded softly in her ear.

"Young Master Yan, I’m here to sell skills, not my body!" Mu Yiliang reminded him, annoyed.

He laughed out loud: "But you don’t seem to have any skills to sell... If it’s about selling your body, I’m more than willing to pay a high price."

Mu Yiliang gritted her teeth and struggled to pry his hand, but the man took the opportunity to clasp her wrists tightly.

"Let me hold you for a while."

His voice seemed to carry a hint of plea... Mu Yiliang’s heart inexplicably softened for a moment.

Forget it, it’s just being held for a bit, considering he helped her...

Plus, basking in the sunlight like this felt comfortable, and his embrace felt warm, Mu Yiliang thought, closing her eyes...

Yan Sijue held her quietly for a while and couldn’t help but smile.