Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Powerlessness washed over me.
I wanted to reach through the screen and punch the romantic idiocy out of his head.
Then I remembered the ten thousand yuan and calmed down.
It wasn’t much, but anyone who paid was a client, and the client’s wishes came first. I understood that much.
Besides, I had contacted him. Even if I’d mistaken his identity, he’d poured out his heart so sincerely that I couldn’t simply refund him and disappear.
Yes, I had already realized my mistake.
The moment he called himself ordinary-looking, I knew he couldn’t possibly be my husband.
Whatever else one might say, Yu Lize was exceptionally handsome.
He had deep-set eyes, a high nose, and a cool, brooding air when his lips were pressed into their usual unsmiling line.
Most striking were his silver-gray eyes.
His maternal grandfather was apparently Nordic. Somehow, the genes had combined in Yu Lize to produce a flawless face.
Whenever I glimpsed him across the dinner table, the food seemed more delicious.
But I digress.
To avoid inflicting further damage on this poster’s fragile heart, I decided to keep advising him. Our marriages had similarities, and a real relationship guru might not understand the situation as clearly as I did.
My fingers raced as I slipped fully into character.
[Does “necessary physical contact” include sex?]
The other side exploded.
[???!!!]
[W-what are you thinking?! Of course not! I would never take advantage of her!!!]
His romantic intelligence was lower than an elementary schooler’s.
Without changing expression, I continued.
[Oh. Then how is your physique?]
[I exercise regularly. It should be all right… Wait. Why are you asking?!]
[To help you, obviously.]
[If she asked for a divorce, your current way of interacting is wrong. Since you want to win her back, you must take the initiative and change.]
[But you said you’re bad with words, so there’s only one option.]
[What option?]
[Seduce her with your body.]
[………………]
[js%7sd@$!#]
The sudden gibberish told me exactly how shocked and flustered he was.
[Calm down! Put yourself in her place. Your wife is a healthy adult woman. You’ve been married for a year but never had sex. It’s natural for her to have needs! Don’t you?]
I asked with such righteous conviction that he couldn’t refute me for ages.
Since he had nothing to say, I pressed my advantage.
[Physical attraction is human nature. If you can’t change your personality quickly, why not try the pull of hormones?]
[It costs nothing to try. Maybe she likes that sort of thing.]
As my argument gained momentum, he finally interrupted and exercised his client’s right to veto the proposal.
[No! I can’t! Give me another method!]
Perfectly calm, I provoked him.
[Fine. Stay exactly as you are, then go file for divorce in a month.]
Silence.
The “typing” indicator appeared and vanished repeatedly while he struggled with himself.
Ten minutes later, he finally sent an awkward question.
[How… do I seduce her?]
I stared, then burst out laughing.
Ah, love. It could turn the smartest person alive into a willing fool.
With that reflection, my fingers flew.
Step by step, in clear and logical detail, I explained how to carry out the plan.
He fell silent again.
Whatever he imagined, when he finally spoke, even his form of address had changed.
[Master… what did you do for a living before this?]
Well, I was a CEO of sorts. People in high places inevitably attracted unscrupulous individuals eager to test their boundaries.
Fortunately, I was upright enough to pass every test.
He didn’t need to know that, so I replied mysteriously.
[Don’t ask. Experience. It’s all experience.]
[Understood, Master. I’ll find an opportunity to try. I’ll contact you afterward.]
I sent an OK emoji.
Glancing at the time, I found it was already past ten.
We had talked for more than an hour. Apparently, I had far too much time on my hands.
Shaking my head, I hurried through my shower and skincare routine, changed into pajamas, and prepared for bed.
Knock, knock.
A polite knock sounded outside.
Who would come looking for me this late?
Puzzled, I got out of bed and opened the door.
“Who is—”
The rest died in my throat.
Yu Lize stood outside, gazing down at me. In his usual calm voice, he said, “I forgot to tell you. You’ll need to attend Lin Group’s banquet with me in two weeks.”
A normal scene.
A normal voice.
A normal subject.
Everything was normal, except…
Tonight, he wore a black silk robe.
Its already-loose collar had somehow been pulled extraordinarily low, exposing a broad expanse of firm, pale chest.
I stared.
Yes, I had said I was accustomed to temptation.
But this test was far too whi—
No, too big—
No, too severe!