From Dusk till Dawn!

Mo Yuhan gently kissed her forehead as she leaned into his embrace.

On the king-sized bed, their bodies were enveloped in the warmth of the moment as they laid there, naked, hugging each other.

She lazily snuggled closer to him, putting her leg on his thighs, "Didn't you say we'll do it once… once?" She murmured in a hoarse voice.

But instead of sounding funny, it sounded sexy to his ears.

His member twitched twice before standing up once again as it poked her entrance.

She gasped in disbelief, "You…You…I can't…"

His lips twitched, "Since you can speak so well, you will be able to go for a few more rounds."

She pursed her lips, "No… I really can't," She pitifully mumbled against his chest.

She wondered if he was here for work or a honeymoon. These days, they were cooped up in their room having each other as their meals again and again.

"I had to meet my secretary. Didn't you say we will do it once? What happened to it?" She glared at him, "I could barely move given how sore I am yet you are hard again!"

"Huh?" Mo Yuhan looked at the woman in amusement before pinching her chin, "I remember going for a second round. But the third and fourth, am I responsible for it? Especially given that you were begging for more even after that."

The 'how can you blame me after eating my tofu' expression on his face left her speechless.

She licked her bottom lips feeling slightly embarrassed, "You.."

"Sleep," He chuckled before pulling her closer to him.

She bit his neck before burying her face in his embrace. Listening to his steady heartbeats, she could feel herself drifting off to dreamland.

In the evening.

Si Xiu applied lipstick on her lips and combed her shoulder-length hair properly.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she was very satisfied.

Out of her layers and layers of her secretary clothes, she was wearing the latest short white bodycon dress from Chanel. The slight purple highlights of her hair were contrasting against the color of her white dress.

Finally, she will be confessing to Li Yu today. Although she felt nervous and fidgety, but everything will be turn out to be fine, she convinced herself. She will also tell him her real identity.

"After telling him, I will reveal it to cousin. I don't want to keep her in dark anymore…" She mumbled to herself.

A huge smile bloomed on her face at that thought which disappeared in the next.

''Shit, Uncle had called me ten times yesterday…" Reminded of that, she quickly grabbed her phone before throwing the charger away.

Since she had a fever yesterday, she had responded with a text instead of answering his call, given that he would have reprimanded her for not taking care of herself.

And today, her phone's battery was dead so she completely forgot to call him back.

With that thought, she quickly dialed the man's number before sitting in front of the mirror while touching up her makeup.

…

Beijing, Song Mansion.

"Hahahahaha…." Old Master Song could burst out in laughter as he leaned back on the couch.

Old Master Tang smacked the old man's thigh, "What is this? How can you laugh in an ugly way?!"

"I am not an elegant swan unlike you," Old Master Song scoffed, "Where is Mo Huizong these days?"

"On a honeymoon with that old monkey…" Old Master Tang coldly said reminded of the way that the old lady treated his precious granddaughter.

"You still hate his wife…"

"Hate? That crazy monkey was born in this world to be my, Tang Cheng's leading enemy."

At this moment, Master Song who was standing behind them cleared his throat before walking towards them holding a tray in his hand.

Wearing a cooking apron along with his messy hair, the man, who is always so perfect appeared to be a mess for the first time in history.

"Father-in-law, here is the soup you asked for," He passed the soup bowl to the old man before standing up straight like an innocent housewife waiting for his opinion.

Yes, that's right.

He, the enigmatic Master of Song family cooked for someone for the first time in the history.

Not once, not twice, he has been doing this since the moment his father-in-law moved into Song Mansion with a statement 'I'll spend time with my old friend and I also want to get to know my son-in-law'.

Yes, that simple.

Nothing else.

But who would get to know their son-in-law with these methods? Who would give them points based on how he cooks, how he washes the dishes, and how he does gardening?

He, Song Tianyu, in his entire life has never done these household works.

As if it was not enough….

"Cough...Cough…" Old Master Tang spat the soup at the floor, "So salty... Do you want me to die? Clean it."

"I…"

"What? You don't want to? You should learn something from your son-in-law. Even if Xiao Yuhan prepares noodles, it tastes like a signature dish made by a Michelin chef," Old Master Tang coldly said.

"Eh…Cheng…" Old Master Song could not bear to see his son in this condition anymore. Even as a kid, Song Tianyu didn't play in the mud because of his cleanliness. Now, looking at his sweaty body and messy getup, he was sure that his son really sacrificed a lot for his father-in-law's approval and forgiveness.

Old Master Tang turned around to look at his friend with a gentle smile on his face, "Jiren…I am disciplining him because I treat him like my son…You… You don't like that?" The old man even batted his eyelashes after saying that.

Old Master Song averted his gaze, feeling embarrassed. This old fox is back to his true colors again.

Song Tianyu: "_" Father-in-law, you deserve an oscar for your acting.

Right at this moment, his phone went off.

Taking it out of his pocket, he looked at the caller ID.

His gaze darkened.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call."

"Mm?" Old Master Tang narrowed his eyes ever so slightly as he looked at the soup on the floor.

Master Song's lips twitched, "I'll clean it…"

"Mm…"

After walking away from them, he answered the call, "Xiu'er…"