President, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement-Chapter 4 - : Help Her Bathe

Yuejing Creek Garden

After the auntie left, the house quieted down, so much so that Chenxi couldn't help but bend her knees and hug herself.

The night outside the window grew darker and darker, and Mu Chenxi started to lose control over her thoughts.

All she could think about was Fu Yanshen.

She knew she was degrading herself; the man wasn't worth it, but she couldn't control herself. Years of feelings couldn't just be severed overnight.

The sadness in Mu Chenxi's heart magnified infinitely. She didn't dare stay downstairs alone any longer and quickly went upstairs.

Planning to take a bath, then sleep.

Sleeping would stop her from thinking wild thoughts.

She dashed into the bathroom and turned on the faucet of the bathtub.

As the water ran, Mu Chenxi started to try undressing herself, first taking off her pants without issue. But when it came to her top, it became difficult.

She had only half removed her top, her face buried inside the garment, when suddenly there came a "whoosh"!

Someone opened the door to the bathroom!

Mu Chenxi turned reflexively, but through her entangled clothes, she could only faintly make out a figure closing in.

In her panic, she lost her footing, tripped over her own feet, and started to fall backward, letting out a frightened yelp, "Ah!"

"Be careful." Mu Chenxi was caught securely in the arms of a prepared Fu Yanshen.

She smelled his reassuring scent, and the heart that had risen to her throat instantly fell back in place.

The scare left Mu Chenxi's mind somewhat dazed, and before she could recover, she instinctively gripped Fu Yanshen's arm tightly, her voice trembling, "Who let you come in without making a sound and scare me?"

Perhaps she was genuinely frightened, for there was a hint of wetness in her eyes.

Fu Yanshen felt a softness in his heart at the sight, and with an effortless lift, he picked her up and set her down to one side, agreeing with her, "Mhm, my fault."

While speaking, he raised his hand to free her face from the garment, carefully avoiding her injured arm, and helped her take off the rest of her top and flung it aside.

His slightly cool fingertips touched Mu Chenxi's skin, making her tremble lightly, and suddenly, she came to her senses.

What was he doing?

What was she doing?

She was about to divorce him!!!

"Fu Yanshen, get out," Mu Chenxi said, both ashamed and annoyed, raising her hand to push his away.

She wrapped her arms around herself for protection.

Fu Yanshen saw Mu Chenxi's actions, as if guarding against a predator, and let out a low laugh, "What are you covering? As if there's anything I haven't seen."

Mu Chenxi's face heated up, and a blush rapidly spread from her fair cheeks to the roots of her ears, her teeth clenched in angry embarrassment, "Fu Yanshen, you... shut up. Get out, I need to bathe!"

"Mhm." Fu Yanshen acknowledged her request but didn't leave. Instead, he removed his suit jacket, tossing it carelessly aside.

Next was his tie, then the buttons of his shirt—

One, two...

Mu Chenxi watched, stunned, as Fu Yanshen undid his clothes right in front of her, her face a picture of shock, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanshen stopped at the third button, turning to his cuffs to unbutton them, methodically rolling them up, his eyes lowered, watching her with a half-smile, "What are you thinking?"

Her face grew hotter under his gaze.

"I'm not thinking anything!" Mu Chenxi denied, her face flushed, embarrassment tinting her entire being a light shade of pink, looking incredibly delicate and appealing.

Fu Yanshen's Adam's apple bobbed as he watched her, reaching out to lift her chin and lowering his head to plant a kiss on her moist, plump lips, "Good girl, even if you think about it, you have to wait until the full three months are over."

"Fu Yanshen, who's thinking!" Mu Chenxi flared up, glaring at him fiercely.

This man, usually so proud and abstinent in appearance.

But when he flirted with her in private, he was all teasing and completely changed.

"Me!" Seeing the little woman in his arms blushing so fiercely she almost looked ripe, Fu Yanshen let out a low laugh and pulled her into his embrace, his hand reaching behind her, unfastening.

Mu Chenxi took a deep breath, still guarding herself, bumping her head into his chest, "Fu Yanshen, get out. I need to bathe."

"I'll help you."

"No need," Mu Chenxi coldly refused with a small face.

"I've helped you bathe before, what's there to be shy about?"

Fu Yanshen thought she was just being shy, bent down, placed his hands on her slim waist, and effortlessly lifted her into the bathtub.

"Fu Yanshen, I said no need," Mu Chenxi slapped away his hand and shifted backward. The bathtub was large enough for her to lean against the other end, out of Fu Yanshen's long arm's reach.

Looking up, she saw that she hadn't controlled her strength, splashing water and foam onto Fu Yanshen's face.

Mu Chenxi met Fu Yanshen's slightly changed expression and felt a bit intimidated, bit her lip, and stubbornly said, "You go out, I can wash myself."

Whenever he was close to her, she couldn't help being moved by his influence, her heart fluttering.

Just like just now, involuntarily so.

The nicer and gentler he was to her, the less she could bear to divorce him.

Fu Yanshen slowly stood up, grabbed a blue towel to dry the foam off his face, looked down at her, and calmly said, "It's inconvenient with one hand, and the bathroom is so slippery. What if you accidentally fall?"

Mu Chenxi wanted to say I won't, I'll be careful.

But speaking to her lips, she swallowed it back.

What if?

Her hand under the water quietly touched her lower abdomen.

She didn't dare to gamble.

Fu Yanshen squatted down again and said to Mu Chenxi, "Come here."

Mu Chenxi pursed her lips, looked down, and slowly moved back in front of Fu Yanshen, letting him help her bathe.

...

Fu Yanshen skillfully finished helping her bathe.

With a slight breath, he lifted the "little pink figure" Mu Chenxi, flushed from shyness in the bathtub, and brought her under the shower to rinse the foam off her body.

He reached for a bathrobe on one side, wrapped her up, carried her out, and placed her on the chaise lounge to sit down.

A few minutes later, Fu Yanshen helped Mu Chenxi put on her pajamas and began to blow dry her hair.

Standing in front of her, his slender fingers gently moved through her thick, soft black hair, patiently drying it.

Mu Chenxi hung her head low, her heart tumultuously stirring.

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She was very lazy.

Her hair was too thick, and she found drying it a hassle. After every bath, she would just casually rub it and let it air dry.

The first night she moved from the guest room to Fu Yanshen's master bedroom, she did the same.

After finishing his work, Fu Yanshen came back from the study to see her with her hair still wet. He went into the bathroom to take out the hairdryer, handing it to her to dry her hair before turning to take a shower himself.

When he was done and came out, he found her still with wet hair.

They hadn't been together long at that time, her courage was not strong enough, she didn't feel confident enough in front of him, not daring to take his affections for granted.

But for her future laziness, she still tried hard to struggle for herself.

She met his persistent gaze, weakly lifted her paw to assure him that she really didn't need to dry her hair, she was very healthy and wouldn't get sick or catch a cold.

She remembers that Fu Yanshen silently watched her act like a spoiled child.

His gaze went from speechless to indulgent as he finally approached, bent down to pick up the hairdryer she sneakily hid behind her, and helped her dry her hair.

Even now, she remembers every detail of the first time he helped her dry her hair.

His movements were clumsy, always pulling at her hair, causing her scalp to hurt immensely.

But she didn't utter a sound, as if she didn't feel the pain, hugging his waist tightly, her face buried in his chest, grinning like a little fool.

At that moment, she thought to herself that she must have done a lot of good deeds in her past life.

It was her great fortune in this life to have met a man like Fu Yanshen, who not only was handsome and wealthy but also treasured her, and even led a very clean private life...

Until before yesterday, she still thought so.

But—

"Why?" Mu Chenxi, who had been holding back tears since waking up at the hospital, couldn't hold them back anymore, and they spilled over as she murmured the question.