Chapter 75: The Madly Beautiful Woman

Xu Yunzhou was half-pushed and half-yielding as Lin Ruoxuan led him into her bedroom.

The room was astonishingly spacious, displaying low-key luxury and her unique taste everywhere. The air was filled with a cold, clear fragrance similar to the one on her body.

However, his gaze was instantly and firmly attracted by the wall directly facing the large bed—

The young man in the painting had handsome and clear features, a high and straight nose bridge, and a lazy, detached smile playing at the corners of his lips.

If it wasn't him, Xu Yunzhou, who else could it be?

He was completely certain what the so-called "first love photo" treasured by Lin Ruoxuan, which Song Jinxuan mentioned earlier, was.

His heart felt as if it had been fiercely struck by the softest yet sharpest thing.

Sourness, palpitation, heartache, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction crazily intertwined and surged, almost drowning him.

Before he had time to look closely at more details in the painting, Lin Ruoxuan had already reached behind her back and, with a "click," neatly locked that heavy solid wood door.

Immediately after, she turned around, bringing a wave of attacking fragrant breeze, and gently pushed him down onto that large bed covered with expensive dark gray velvet sheets.

The mattress was extremely soft, and his body sank in slightly.

She closely followed and leaned down.

Her ink-like long hair hung down like a waterfall, a few strands playfully brushing across his cheeks and neck, bringing waves of slightly itchy, heartstring-plucking touch.

Her warm breath was close at hand.

In those beautiful eyes that were always calm and self-possessed, flames suppressed for too long were burning at this moment, mixing deep love, accumulated grievances, fiery desire, and a courage almost like breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats.

"Tyrant,"

Her voice carried a slight tremble. Her red lips were close to his ear, her warm breath scratching his nerves like a feather, exhaling air like orchids,

"Now... it's time to properly inspect the... woman you personally built and nurtured according to your preferences."

Next, just like the parting words Xu Yunzhou gave Lin Ruoxuan back then, they truly became one entity, without distinction between each other.

It was just that the subsequent experience finally made Xu Yunzhou tangibly experience the concrete, and even beyond-standard meaning of the term "crazy beautiful woman"...

Her passion carried a kind of initial rawness, yet was mixed with madness and recklessness accumulated for too long.

Like the wildest horse, it made him, a cultivator who styled himself as having experienced the "Mortal Tribulation," almost unable to parry several times, his army routed...

When the wind stopped and the rain ceased, Lin Ruoxuan leaned lazily against Xu Yunzhou's shoulder, muttering to herself:

"From now on... I can finally let Auntie Wen and the others legitimately call me Madam, instead of Miss..."

Xu Yunzhou chuckled lowly, his arm wrapping around her smooth back:

"Thinking about your title already?"

Lin Ruoxuan rubbed dependently against his shoulder, the tip of her nose full of his scent. Her voice revealed a rare sentimentality of having shed all disguises:

"Tyrant, do you know... after so many years, what I miss the most deep down is actually the days back then next to the university town, following you, running our first milk tea shop from scratch..."

Her eyes were somewhat blurry, falling into memories,

"I really want... really want to open another tiny shop, not having to worry about anything, just quietly basking in the sun with you every day, smelling the sweet aroma of milk tea..."

Hearing this, a trace of complex emotion couldn't help but well up in Xu Yunzhou's heart.

The Lin Ruoxuan back then had light in her eyes and was full of the purest longing and vitality for life.

How could she be like now, hiding un-dissolvable exhaustion and wind and frost in the depths of her eyes.

He tightened his arm, hugging the person in his arms more solidly, using a relaxed tone to dispel that trace of sorrow:

"Sure, I've even thought of the shop name for you, let's call it... 'Shanghai Young Wife,' how about it?"

(TL: "Shanghai Young Wife" is a pun on a popular real-life milk tea brand "Hushang A'yi" / Auntie from Shanghai. "Shaofu" means young married woman, often used with slightly erotic connotations online.)

Hearing this, Lin Ruoxuan couldn't help but raise her head and lightly pound his chest, complaining coquettishly:

"Ew! Tyrant, you're still as vulgar as always... but, I like it."

...

The two didn't appear in the dining room until nearly 2:00 PM.

Lunch had already been re-prepared properly under Wen Yu's direction of the servants. Standing to the side, she keenly perceived that some subtle and profound change had occurred in her female master.

That Queen who commanded the winds and clouds in the business world and was as cold as frost seemed to have disappeared.

The Lin Ruoxuan at this moment, with the corners of her eyes and brows carrying spring feelings and laziness that hadn't completely faded, actually... proactively served food for the young man beside her, naturally placing deboned fish meat into his plate.

When looking at him, her eyes carried an undisguised, almost flattering soft light.

Wen Yu was massively shocked in her heart.

Is this really that Lin Ruoxuan who didn't even change her expression when facing the heads of certain major countries, and didn't yield an inch of land at the negotiation table?

After the meal, Lin Ruoxuan made a move that made Wen Yu stare dumbfounded—she picked up a napkin, personally and carefully wiped the corners of Xu Yunzhou's mouth, her tone carrying a trace of apology:

"I can't accompany you this afternoon. Regarding the brake incident today, and the movements from Augustus's side, I must immediately convene the core team and relevant departments for an emergency meeting."

Looking at her slightly exhausted yet mentally excited appearance, Xu Yunzhou couldn't help but chuckle lowly, his words carrying teasing:

"Weren't your legs weak? You can still walk?"

Lin Ruoxuan glared at him coquettishly. That look had no deterrent power at all, instead being amorous and graceful.

She leaned close to his ear, whispering with a breathy voice only the two of them could hear, carrying a trace of provocation and expectation:

"Rest well this afternoon, conserve your energy... tonight, I will come and properly deal with you again."

After saying that, she turned to Wen Yu, regaining three parts of her usual coldness, but the solemnity in her tone was unprecedented:

"Auntie Wen, take good care of Mr. Xu for me. From today on, whether I am here or not, his words are my words. Any request of his must be satisfied, no need to ask me for instructions."

She paused, gave Xu Yunzhou a meaningful look, and added, her tone even carrying a trace of indulgence:

"Even if he wants to tear down this house and rebuild it, or change the koi pond in the yard into a swimming pool, let him do as he pleases."

Wen Yu felt a chill of awe in her heart, respectfully bowing her head:

"Yes, Miss."

Internally, however, stormy waves had already been stirred up: Is this the power of the "white moonlight"? It can actually make the Miss change to such an extent!

After Lin Ruoxuan left hurriedly, Xu Yunzhou smiled and said to Wen Yu:

"Auntie Wen, please help me find a quiet room. I have some matters to handle this afternoon and cannot be disturbed."

Wen Yu immediately responded:

"Mr. Xu, please follow me. The Miss's study is the quietest and most soundproof, and the equipment is the most complete."

She led Xu Yunzhou to Lin Ruoxuan's luxurious study, which had an abundant collection of books, comparable to a private library.

Xu Yunzhou looked around, nodded in satisfaction, and then made a request that made Wen Yu freeze again:

"Auntie Wen, could I trouble you again to help me prepare ten catties of cooked beef, as well as some functional drinks? I will need them soon."

(TL: Ten catties = 5 kg or 11 lbs of cooked beef.)

Ten catties?

Wen Yu subconsciously sized up Xu Yunzhou's tall and straight but not burly figure. This appetite... is a bit too astonishing.

But she immediately associated it with the Miss's extraordinarily charming appearance just now, and instantly understood in her heart—one cannot judge a book by its cover.

Presumably, this Mr. Xu... is definitely "exceptionally gifted" and consumes a massive amount of energy. No wonder he could make the Miss so infatuated and enamored, even saying such indulgent words.

Her face didn't change expression, respectfully responding:

"Okay, Mr. Xu, I will go prepare it right now and bring it to you soon."