A domineering CEO falls in love with me, an unmarried mother of seven!

Chapter 202 Wife, Let's Take a Shower Together

Putting down her phone, Su Yingxue leaned against Tan Zhengchu's chest.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face tightly against his chest.

Tan Zhengchu had one arm around her, while his other hand was focused on working on his tablet and processing emails.

Su Yingxue looked up at him, her gaze falling on his sharply defined profile, and couldn't help but whisper, "You look so handsome when you're working hard."

Tan Zhengchu looked down at her, a smile playing on his lips: "Really? Have you seen enough?"

Su Yingxue blushed and lightly punched him: "Narcissistic!"

Tan Zhengchu chuckled, put down the tablet, and hugged her even tighter.

After a while, Su Yingxue said in a low voice, "Zhengchu, let's go back early. Let Lin Quan check your body again, and urge him to develop an antidote for the virus as soon as possible."

Tan Zhengchu was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't want to go back yet. It's very quiet here, just the two of us, and I like it very much."

He looked down at her, his eyes full of tenderness: "If you feel tired of staying here, I can take you somewhere else. As long as I'm with you, anywhere is fine."

Su Yingxue felt a warmth in her heart and leaned on his shoulder, whispering, "I'm just worried about your health."

“I know.” Tan Zhengchu kissed the top of her head. “But I want to spend more time with you, just the two of us.”

Su Yingxue didn't say anything more, but just hugged him tightly, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat.

The night was quiet, and the moonlight shone through the window onto the two of them, as if draping them in a silver veil.

Su Yingxue closed her eyes and silently prayed: she hoped time could slow down so they could enjoy this moment of peace and happiness a little longer.

Tan Zhengchu gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with determination.

He knew that no matter what the future held, he would do everything in his power to protect this hard-won happiness.

Su Yingxue looked up at the clock on the wall and gently reminded him, "Zhengchu, it's getting late, we should go upstairs."

She paused, a sly smile playing on her lips: "I haven't forgotten last night's bet. I promised to give you a massage, and I won't go back on my word."

Tan Zhengchu put down his tablet, a playful glint in his eyes: "Massage? How about we take a shower together?"

Su Yingxue was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "No, you wash yourself, I'll massage you after you're done."

Tan Zhengchu chuckled, stood up, and without a word, scooped her up in his arms: "Objection overruled."

"Hey! Put me down!" Su Yingxue struggled for a moment, but Tan Zhengchu's arm was as firm as an iron clamp.

“You’ve been working too hard lately, I don’t want you to go through all that trouble.” She tried to persuade him with a caring tone.

Tan Zhengchu looked down at her, a smile in his eyes: "Feeling sorry for me? Then be a good girl and listen to me."

Once inside the bathroom, Tan Zhengchu put Su Yingxue down and turned to adjust the water temperature.

Su Yingxue took the opportunity to move two steps toward the door, but was grabbed by Tan Zhengchu.

"Trying to run away?" He raised an eyebrow, his tone threatening.

Su Yingxue glared at him, but her tone wasn't harsh: "Don't be silly, I really don't want to take a shower."

Tan Zhengchu suddenly leaned closer, his fingers gently stroking her cheek, his voice low and seductive: "You really don't want to?"

Su Yingxue was amused by his sudden action and couldn't help but push him away: "Don't do that, it tickles!"

Taking advantage of the moment, Tan Zhengchu planted a kiss on her lips, his eyes full of smugness: "Now? Still trying to run away?"

Su Yingxue blushed and turned her head away: "My skin hasn't been doing well lately, soaking in water will only make it worse."

Tan Zhengchu thought for a moment and then compromised: "How about this, you help me turn on the water and then scrub my back, is that alright?"

Su Yingxue pouted and deliberately spoke in a maid's tone, "Yes, young master, I'll serve you right away."

Tan Zhengchu was amused by her and reached out to ruffle her hair: "You naughty girl."

Su Yingxue walked to the bathtub, turned on the tap, and warm water slowly flowed into the bathtub.

She glanced at Tan Zhengchu furtively and saw that he was taking off his clothes with his back to her. She then quietly took out her phone and pretended to answer a call: "Hello? Oh, okay, I'll be right there!"

After saying that, she turned and ran out.

However, Tan Zhengchu had already seen through her plan, and with a long arm, he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Ah!" Su Yingxue exclaimed as he pulled her into the bathtub.

Water splashed everywhere, and their clothes were instantly soaked, revealing Su Yingxue's exquisite figure.

"Tan Zhengchu!" Su Yingxue shouted his name angrily, her face covered in water droplets.

Tan Zhengchu laughed heartily and hugged her even tighter: "I'm here, wife."

Su Yingxue glared at him, but a hint of a smile couldn't help but flash in her eyes.

The two started playing around in the bathtub, splashing water everywhere.

Su Yingxue tried to push him away, but Tan Zhengchu held her wrist firmly.

"Stop fooling around! Your clothes are soaked!" she shouted with a laugh.

"So what if we get wet? We're going to shower together anyway," Tan Zhengchu said casually, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

In the end, Su Yingxue gave up struggling, leaned against him, and let the warm water surround them both.

Tan Zhengchu gently stroked her hair, his voice tender: "Tired?"

Su Yingxue nodded and closed her eyes: "Yes, but I'm very happy."

The bathroom was filled with warm steam, creating a cozy and peaceful atmosphere.

The laughter of the two gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of water flowing gently.

At this moment, it was as if all worries were shut out, leaving only each other's breath and heartbeats.

……

Pengcheng, Lin Quan's laboratory.

In the dim light, Wei Hao was tightly bound to the bed, his face pale and his breathing weak.

His sleep durations were getting longer and longer, as if he were slowly falling into endless darkness.

Lin Quan stood by the bed, holding a syringe in his hand, his eyes cold and stern.

"This is the strongest wake-up call, Wei Hao. You can't escape." He said in a low voice, his tone resolute.

The needle pierced Wei Hao's skin, and the medicine was slowly injected.

A few minutes later, Wei Hao's eyelids twitched and he slowly opened them.

His gaze was vacant, but a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Lin Quan, what are you planning to do now?"

Lin Quan looked him straight in the eye, his tone icy: "Hand over the virus formula, and I can make your suffering less."

Wei Hao scoffed, his voice hoarse and mocking: "The recipe? You're dreaming."

A madness flashed in his eyes: "I'd rather Tan Zhengchu die than give you the antidote."

"You!" Lin Quan clenched his fist tightly, his fingers trembling uncontrollably with anger.

He almost threw a punch, but ultimately held back.

Lin Quan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

He couldn't take action; Tan Zhengchu's physical condition wouldn't allow it. Besides, Wei Hao was now the only lead.

"You're so cold-blooded," Lin Quan said through gritted teeth. "What did Tan Zhengchu do to you that you would do this to him?"