FLC - Extra 4

First Love Code: Main Story, Side Story – Post-Marriage Everyday Life

This year in the entertainment industry was full of news. The biggest headline at the beginning of the year was Jing Yiming and Jiang Qing’s grand wedding in Bali. They invited many people from the industry, and the most eye-catching part of the event was a real-life couple in the bridal party—Yu Chi and Sheng Li.

Sheng Li even caught the bridal bouquet, though she hadn’t tried to grab it deliberately. Coincidentally, it landed right above her head, and Yu Chi effortlessly caught it, handing it to her. Sheng Li froze for a moment before hugging the bouquet and looking up at Yu Chi with a smile.

This moment was recorded and uploaded to Weibo, causing quite a stir.

One fan left a prediction under the post: [I think these two will get married by next year at the latest.]

The top comment replied: [Didn’t someone predict early on that Yu Chi would marry young after he publicly pursued his first love? He’s 25 this year, turning 26 next year. If this prediction comes true, it’ll really be an early marriage.]

At the end of the year, on the day Yu Chi moved into his new home, news broke that he had successfully proposed.

The following spring, Yu Chi and Sheng Li held their wedding in Ireland. The ceremony was low-key yet luxurious, inviting many people from the industry without being overly discreet. After all, they had kept a low profile for so long after going public with their relationship. For their wedding, they decided to go all out and flaunt their love as much as they wanted.

As a result, the wedding became incredibly popular, with the buzz lasting from spring all the way to late summer. The Carp CP super-topic was like celebrating New Year’s every day. Fans went from discussing the wedding to debating how many children the couple would have, even deciding on the genders and nicknames of their future kids.

On a late afternoon in late September, Sheng Li was lounging on a recliner on the large terrace, scrolling through Weibo. At her feet lay a lazy Ragdoll cat—the same kitten she had adopted from Jiang Qing, now grown into a beautiful adult cat.

When naming the cat, there had been a small incident. Holding the tiny kitten, Sheng Li had asked Yu Chi how they should name it. She smiled mischievously and asked, “Should it take my surname or yours?”

Yu Chi wasn’t particularly interested in keeping pets. If he had to choose, he preferred dogs, especially German Shepherds or Border Collies. However, he knew many girls liked cats, and if Sheng Li wanted to keep one, so be it. But he didn’t understand why her question gave off the vibe of asking whose surname their child would take.

He casually replied, “Either is fine.”

This casualness?

Sheng Li thought for a moment and then asked, “What about when we have kids in the future? Should they take my surname or yours?”

Yu Chi, holding a script, flipped a page nonchalantly and glanced at her. “Up to you.”

Did he mean “take your surname”? Or “it’s entirely up to you”?

Why did this man always speak in half-sentences?

Sheng Li teased, “Then let’s say they take my surname. What do you… think about that?”

“It’s fine,” Yu Chi said indifferently. He truly didn’t care. His father, grandfather, and grandmother were no longer alive, and though his aunt Yu Manqi might have opinions, they were negligible. She wouldn’t dare bring it up with him anyway.

It was just a surname—what was there to overthink?

After a pause, he looked up at her for a few seconds and chuckled meaningfully. “Sister, since you’re already thinking about whose surname the child will take, does that mean we should get married first?”

Sheng Li: “….”

Yu Chi: “Or are you thinking of having a baby before marriage?”

Sheng Li: “….”

She had miscalculated. Who would’ve thought naming a cat could lead to a proposal…

Sheng Li quickly cleared her throat and said earnestly, “We’re discussing the cat’s name right now. Who said anything about marriage?”

Yu Chi snorted and went back to reading his script.

In the end, Sheng Li named the cat Sheng Mianmian because the little kitten felt so soft and fluffy to the touch.

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Yu Chi walked out of the study while on the phone and stepped onto the terrace. As soon as Sheng Mianmian saw him, she jumped off the recliner and rubbed against his ankles.

Sheng Li couldn’t help but scold under her breath, “Traitor.”

Though the cat bore her surname, in front of Yu Chi, it was nothing but a fawning lapdog, preferring to stick to him.

Privately, Sheng Li was relieved that Yu Chi wasn’t a cat person. Otherwise, she’d have to compete with a cat for attention…

Yu Chi ignored the cat and looked down at Sheng Li. Into the phone, he said to He Yuanren, “Let me ask her about it. Yes, I’ll call you back later.”

He hung up and turned to Sheng Li. “Director He wants to invite us to dinner.”

Sheng Li lazily asked, “When?”

He Yuanren was preparing for a new project and wanted them to play the male and female leads. Since Xu Yuan , aside from a cameo in one of Sheng Li’s films, Yu Chi and Sheng Li hadn’t worked together again. Of course, during this time, many directors had approached them with scripts. After all, they had both popularity and acting skills, not to mention they were the hottest couple with a massive fanbase.

In recent years, fans had increasingly pressured them to collaborate, to the point where even directors were feeling the pressure. He Yuanren was one of those directors being urged.

Rumor had it that this script was tailor-made for them by He Yuanren.

“Tonight,” Yu Chi said as he looked down at her. “Are you still feeling unwell? If you don’t want to go out, I’ll let Director He know we can reschedule.”

“I’m fine now,” Sheng Li said. Her stomach had been a bit upset earlier that morning, but the medicine had helped, and she was just feeling lazy. She stretched her arms toward Yu Chi. “Carry me to pick out clothes.”

Yu Chi bent down and lifted her into his arms, carrying her into the walk-in closet.

He placed her on the sofa inside the closet, and she sat cross-legged, directing him. “You pick something for me.”

Yu Chi had always had excellent taste and impeccable aesthetics. The clothes he picked for Sheng Li were slightly conservative but otherwise flawless. Over time, their couple-style outfits had increased—sometimes whatever he wore, he’d pick something similar for her.

This time, Yu Chi efficiently chose a comfortable set of casual wear for her. Turning to look at her languid expression, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you want me to help you change?”

Sheng Li recalled the last time they had planned to go on a date. While picking out clothes, a kiss had unexpectedly led to things escalating on this very sofa. Across from the sofa was a large dressing mirror, and the visual stimulation had made Yu Chi particularly excited that time. Afterward, Sheng Li hadn’t wanted to move a finger, and their date had to be canceled.

So, she decisively shook her head. “No, thank you.”

Jokingly, she thought, Big sister can’t handle this little wolf dog’s antics right now.

Yu Chi chuckled softly, placed the clothes aside, and left first.

At exactly six o’clock, the two walked into the private dining room. Huang Baiyan and Rong Hua had already arrived. Before Yu Chi and Sheng Li reconciled, the two men had been rivals, but now, with shared interests, their relationship had improved.

Huang Baiyan looked up and smiled. “Ah, you’re here. Director He and the others should be arriving soon.”

Just as Yu Chi and Sheng Li sat down, the door opened, and He Yuanren entered with his usual screenwriter and Wei Cheng and a few others. By Wei Cheng’s side was his wife—a stunningly beautiful woman.

Sheng Li had seen her twice during the filming of The River and Mountains Scroll and once more at the Rose 2 celebration banquet. They were somewhat familiar. Wei Cheng probably didn’t want his wife to feel bored, so he arranged for her to sit next to Sheng Li.

This dinner was primarily to discuss the new script. He Yuanren wanted Yu Chi and Sheng Li to play the male and female leads, with Wei Cheng playing an important antagonist—a secondary male lead of sorts. Strictly speaking, Yu Chi was the first male lead, while Wei Cheng was the second.

Drinking was inevitable at such gatherings. In front of Sheng Li was a half-filled glass of red wine. After clinking glasses with everyone, she was about to take a sip when someone snatched it away. Yu Chi downed the entire glass and, setting it down, murmured, “Don’t drink tonight.”

Sheng Li looked up at him, pursed her lips, and remained silent. Fine, she wouldn’t drink.

But He Yuanren asked, “Why isn’t Sheng Li drinking today?”

“She doesn’t need to. I’ll drive us home later,” Yu Chi said.

He Yuanren seemed to relax and chuckled. “I thought you two were planning to have a baby.”

If Sheng Li were preparing for pregnancy, how could they possibly film this movie?

Sheng Li rolled her eyes inwardly and smiled. “No, we’re not.”

Yu Chi glanced at her and chuckled softly. “Not yet.”

Not only He Yuanren but also Rong Hua and Huang Baiyan visibly relaxed. Rong Hua laughed. “They’re still young. This matter definitely isn’t urgent. Let’s continue discussing the script.”

The script was fascinating, with dramatic plot twists and character developments. Both Yu Chi and Sheng Li were highly interested, and they discussed it until nearly eleven o’clock at night before wrapping up.

Yu Chi had always had a high tolerance for alcohol. After being with Sheng Li, she had rarely seen him more than three or four drinks deep—he always remained clear-headed. Tonight, however, he had likely drunk enough for two people, or perhaps it was due to mixing red and white wine.

In any case, Yu Chi appeared to be drunk.

Past midnight, Sheng Li parked the car in the garage and glanced at Yu Chi, who was leaning back in the passenger seat with his eyes closed. A small smile tugged at her lips as she got out of the car and walked around to help him out. Just as she opened the door, Yu Chi planted his foot on the ground and stood up, steadying himself by gripping the car door.

He slammed the door shut, swaying slightly. Sheng Li hurried over to support him by the waist, looking up at him for a few seconds. Suddenly, she chuckled and held up three fingers, asking, “Yu Xiaochi, how many is this?”

Yu Chi was indeed drunk, his head spinning and feeling unwell. He grabbed her hand, enveloping it in his palm, his voice low and hoarse. “How boring. Do you think I’m stupid?”

Then, he leaned most of his weight onto her, burying his chin in the crook of her neck, his breath hot against her skin. Sheng Li chuckled softly, feeling like he was now akin to a big, clumsy dog. She couldn’t resist patting the back of his head.

Helping Yu Chi back to the room, they passed by the bathroom when Yu Chi suddenly stopped, gripping the doorframe. Frowning in discomfort, he muttered, “I need to take a shower.”

By the time Sheng Li got him upstairs, she was genuinely tired, sweating slightly and breathing a bit heavily. “I’m afraid you’ll fall in there. Don’t shower tonight—I won’t mind.”

“No,” Yu Chi insisted, flipping the light switch on. Unexpectedly, he pushed Sheng Li into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. His eyes were slightly red and moist from drinking, and he looked at her with a faint smirk. “If you’re worried, then… help me wash.”

Sheng Li: “….”

Clearly, he was drunk. Normally, he would never say something like “help me wash.” If he were sober, he’d tease her instead, saying something like “I’ll help you wash.”

Sheng Li watched as he methodically adjusted the water temperature and began removing his shirt. He didn’t seem too drunk, but just as she turned to leave, he grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back. She stumbled into his arms, and warm water cascaded down on them from above. Within moments, she was soaked.

Sheng Li closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and reminded herself not to get angry with her intoxicated younger brother.

Yu Chi hugged her from behind, his entire body soaked. His chin rested on top of her head, and water dripped from his hair. In a low voice, he murmured, “Wife.”

“...”

Sheng Li wiped the water off her face and turned to look at him. Teasingly, she asked, “Who’s your wife?”

“Sheng Li,” Yu Chi whispered softly.

The bathroom was filled with steam, their bodies completely drenched. Their wet clothes clung uncomfortably to their skin. Sheng Li was held tightly by him, her breathing slightly labored. She turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to help you wash? How can I do that if you’re still wearing pants?”

It was rumored that drunk men couldn’t get hard, though she had no way to confirm it. Still, since so many people said it, it must be true.

So, she wasn’t worried about him overstepping.

Sheng Li picked up the showerhead and began rinsing him off, taking the opportunity to admire him. No wonder this man had caught her attention when he was just 18. Eight years later, his figure had shed its youthful thinness, now defined by smooth, taut muscles. Dripping wet, he looked both incredibly sexy and irresistibly alluring.

Yu Chi let her use the showerhead like a toy, washing him as she pleased. After watching for a moment, he suddenly took the showerhead from her and placed it back on its holder.

Then, he began to undress her.

Sheng Li struggled a few times, but she hadn’t expected a drunk person to have such strength. Unable to resist, she could only let him do as he pleased. Her hair was completely soaked, and just as she was about to lift her head to scold him, he captured her lips in a kiss and murmured, “Wife, call me something too.”

“...” Sheng Li’s heart softened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Husband.”

A while later, as Sheng Li was pressed against the wall with one leg lifted, she seriously doubted whether that “rumor” was actually false.

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The next morning, Sheng Li woke up before Yu Chi. She went to feed the cat and then headed to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.

Suddenly, she remembered she had forgotten to close the door earlier.

Quickly putting down the glass, she rushed back to the room.

Yu Chi had climbed out of bed, shirtless, his hair slightly messy. He frowned as he picked up Sheng Mianmian, man and cat staring at each other.

Sheng Mianmian meowed a few times, sounding particularly well-behaved. Her fluffy tail swayed back and forth, making her look even more like a fawning little pet—especially compared to Yu Chi’s cold expression.

Standing at the doorway, Sheng Li watched them, feeling a bit exasperated. Every time she forgot to close the door, Sheng Mianmian would sneak into the master bedroom, something Yu Chi couldn’t tolerate. She walked over, picked up Sheng Mianmian, and leaned in to kiss the corner of Yu Chi’s mouth. “Good morning, husband.”

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Two days later, Yuan Yuan learned that Sheng Li and Yu Chi had confirmed they would collaborate again. She immediately sent Sheng Li a string of ecstatic emojis.

Yuan Yuan: [When are you announcing it officially?]

Yuan Yuan: [I can’t wait to start obsessing over this with my fellow fans!]

Sheng Li: […]

Sheng Li: [Yuan Yuan, you’re a married person now. Act mature.]

Yuan Yuan: [Even at 80, I’ll still be obsessed with CPs. Obsessing over CPs keeps me young and my inner youth alive forever.]

Yes, Yuan Yuan and Xiao Chen had also gotten their marriage certificate, just two months after Sheng Li. When they got married, Sheng Li and Yu Chi gave them generous gifts, as Yuan Yuan deserved first-class credit for helping them get to where they were today.

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A month later, news gradually leaked that Sheng Li and Yu Chi would reunite for a new movie after four years apart. The fans were overjoyed, sending the couple trending on social media. Xu Yang, who had just finished working in the recording studio, saw the news while scrolling through Weibo during a break.

At 10 p.m., Yu Chi received a message from Xu Yang.

Xu Yang: [When are you guys starting filming? It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other. Want to play some basketball?]

Back in high school, Yu Chi and Xu Yang often played basketball together. Yu Chi was particularly accurate with his three-point shots, and the school team had even tried recruiting him. Over the past few years, they occasionally gathered at the court with his teammates.

A few days before filming began, Yu Chi set aside an evening and took Sheng Li along to the basketball court.

He hadn’t originally planned to bring Sheng Li, but she happened to be free that night, and he couldn’t leave her alone at home. The reason he didn’t want to bring her was that one of Xu Yang’s teammates had been an obsessive fan of Sheng Li before debuting. Compared to Hu Yi Yang, this guy was even worse.

This teammate was named Luo Chen, the same age as Yu Chi—26 years old.

Luo Chen had two dimples, and his smile was rather boyish and cute. The first time Sheng Li met him, she complimented him on how adorable he looked, and the guy actually blushed and became shy.

He was the kind of shy that was painfully obvious—even making eye contact with Sheng Li would make his ears turn red. He was a pure, innocent little puppy brother.

At the time, Sheng Li had smiled sweetly, clearly charmed by his cuteness… and even praised him, saying, “How can you be so adorable?”

This had happened just a few months ago, before their wedding. While preparing for the wedding was supposed to be the happiest time of Yu Chi’s life, there was one night that stood out as an exception.

Even now, whenever Yu Chi thought about Sheng Li’s sweet smile and charmed expression from that night, he still felt a twinge of irritation.

At the time, with the wedding approaching, Yu Chi didn’t want to upset Sheng Li or act jealous over such a trivial matter, so he acted naturally. To this day, Sheng Li remained unaware that Yu Chi had been jealous. On the way to the court, she glanced at her phone and asked, “Are all of Xu Yang’s teammates coming?”

Yu Chi glanced at her while holding the steering wheel, his tone calm. “Six of them.”

After a pause, he added, “Luo Chen is coming too.”

Honestly, while Sheng Li remembered the names of the nine-member boy group, she couldn’t always match names to faces… sometimes she mixed them up. She turned to look at Yu Chi, not understanding why he had specifically mentioned Luo Chen.

This basketball court was semi-private, owned by a male actor who loved basketball. It wasn’t open to the public very often, and most of the people who came here were related to the entertainment industry. There weren’t many ordinary people, but familiar faces were common.

They arrived at the basketball court just before 8 p.m., when it was bustling with activity.

Xu Yang’s group still had decent popularity, though as a nine-member team, their fame was uneven. Xu Yang had been carried by Yu Chi since his debut. With his good personality and hard work, he had become increasingly popular over the past two years, ranking second in group popularity. Luo Chen ranked fourth.

As soon as they arrived, Xu Yang and Luo Chen came over to greet them. Watching Luo Chen’s excited yet shy demeanor, Sheng Li found it amusing, assuming he was just naturally timid. There were quite a few girls in the gym, accompanying their boyfriends or husbands. Sheng Li noticed a familiar face sitting on a nearby bench.

It was Zhao Shutong. Surprised, she walked over while holding Yu Chi’s jacket.

Zhao Shutong saw her and smiled awkwardly. “Sister Lili.”

Sheng Li sat down beside her and raised an eyebrow. “Who are you here with?”

Zhao Shutong smiled shyly. “Xu Yang invited me.”

Sheng Li responded with a casual “Oh.” “He’s pursuing you, huh?”

Zhao Shutong nodded quietly, still a bit embarrassed. Perhaps it was because she had once pursued Yu Chi and was now involved with Xu Yang…

Idols and actors were different. Idols dating was akin to their fans’ worlds collapsing, so Xu Yang had avoided relationships these past few years, keeping rumors to a minimum. Sometimes, Sheng Li felt sorry for him. After all, idols were different from ordinary people. A woman in her mid-twenties might already be married or have a boyfriend.

Thankfully, Yu Chi wasn’t an idol…

And he had married young.

If he were like today’s celebrities, waiting until their thirties to marry, then… she was five years older than him. Even if she didn’t have plans to marry at thirty, she certainly didn’t plan to wait until she was thirty-five.

After chatting for a bit, the teams were divided.

Yu Chi was on the same team as Luo Chen, Xu Yang, and two others whose names Sheng Li couldn’t recall. Xu Yang glanced over, and Zhao Shutong called out confidently, “Xu Yang, go for it!”

Just then, someone warming up accidentally hit the ball toward them. It nearly bounced into Sheng Li’s face, but she reacted quickly, shielding her face with her hand. Yu Chi hurried over, rubbing her reddened wrist and asking, “Does it hurt?”

Sheng Li looked up at him and smiled. “I’m fine. Go play.”

Yu Chi nodded at Zhao Shutong as a greeting, picked up the ball, and ran back onto the court.

While the men sweated it out on the court, Sheng Li scrolled through Weibo and chatted casually with Zhao Shutong.

In fact, at Sheng Li and Yu Chi’s wedding, Yu Chi had invited a few high school classmates. Both Xu Yang and Hu Yi Yang served as groomsmen. Since Xu Yang liked Zhao Shutong, he mentioned it to Yu Chi, who then extended an invitation to her.

Sheng Li turned to look at Zhao Shutong and teased, “Xu Yang has been chasing you for a while, right? Do you dislike him or…?”

“Not dislike,” Zhao Shutong paused. “He only started pursuing me at the end of last year. I didn’t know he liked me before, and I haven’t decided… I’m different from you guys. You’re all celebrities in the same circle, but I’ve grown up and matured. I don’t have the courage to date an idol—it feels like there’d be so much pressure…”

“Xu Yang must have thought it through before pursuing you. If he’s not afraid, why should you be?” Sheng Li put down her phone and smiled casually. “If you like him, just go for it. Don’t waste time.”

During halftime, Sheng Li found herself alone. Zhao Shutong had gone to give Xu Yang some water.

Yu Chi walked over to her. Wearing a white jersey, his tall, slender frame made him look like a handsome college student. Sheng Li handed him a bottle of water and beckoned him closer with a finger. “I have a secret to tell you.”

“What?” Yu Chi unscrewed the cap and drank half the bottle before sitting down beside her.

Sheng Li smiled mischievously and turned to look at him. “Little brother, you still look so young.”

Yu Chi: “...”

After a few seconds, he replied, “Sister doesn’t look bad either.”

Feeling cheerful, Sheng Li picked up her phone and switched to the front camera. “Let’s take a few pictures.”

Yu Chi obligingly leaned in.

After taking a few selfies, Sheng Li wanted some full-body shots and needed someone else to help. She initially thought of calling Zhao Shutong, but seeing her chatting with Xu Yang, surrounded by romantic vibes, she didn’t want to interrupt.

Her gaze drifted, and she called out to Luo Chen, who was nearby and familiar. “Luo Chen, little brother, can you help us out?”

Yu Chi, holding the water bottle, subtly glanced at her.

Luo Chen quickly ran over, his smile shy. “Sister Lili, what do you need help with?”

Sheng Li handed him the phone and grinned playfully. “Take a few pictures of us.”

Luo Chen obediently took the phone, his dimples showing as he smiled. His tone carried a hint of pride. “I’m really good at taking pictures—best in our group.” Then, fearing Sheng Li might tease him, he added quietly, “That’s what they say, not me.”

Sheng Li once again adopted an expression of being utterly charmed by this little puppy-like boy and burst into laughter. “I believe you.”

Yu Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, set down the water bottle, and wrapped his arm around Sheng Li’s shoulder. “Should we take one like this?”

Sheng Li naturally leaned into his shoulder. With their looks, no matter how they posed, the photos would turn out beautiful. She just wanted to capture some everyday memories.

A few minutes later, Luo Chen handed the phone back to Sheng Li.

To be fair, Luo Chen was indeed quite skilled at taking pictures—he knew how to find the right angles, and the photos had a certain vibe to them.

Sheng Li exclaimed, “Wow, these are really good! Thanks!”

Luo Chen smiled shyly, not saying anything else, looking especially乖 (well-behaved).

Just then, the break ended, and someone called out. Yu Chi stood up, and Sheng Li smiled sweetly. “Good luck, little brothers.”

Yu Chi, expressionless, ruffled her hair and pinched her cheek.

Pain shot through her cheek, and Sheng Li covered it with her hand, glaring up at him. “What was that for?”

What was it for?

Were the other little brothers cuter?

Was this little wolf dog feeling neglected because she found the little puppy more endearing?

Yu Chi let out a cold snort, turned around, and walked away without a word.

Sheng Li watched his retreating figure, confused. A few seconds later, realization dawned on her—this guy must be jealous again! She’d almost forgotten that he was the醋王 (King of Jealousy) after their overly sweet newlywed life. He couldn’t stand her calling others “little brother.”

After two games, someone suggested grabbing late-night snacks. Xu Yang hesitated and mumbled something about having other plans. The teammates exchanged knowing glances toward Zhao Shutong and burst into laughter. Both Xu Yang and Zhao Shutong blushed slightly.

Yu Chi said indifferently, “You guys go ahead. Sheng Li and I are heading back.”

Sheng Li smiled. “We’re starting filming in a few days, so no late-night snacks for us. You guys go ahead.”

Luo Chen had been gathering courage for a while. Finally, after stealing a glance at Yu Chi, he timidly asked, “Sister Lili, could I get your autograph and a photo? I didn’t dare ask last time.”

“Of course,” Sheng Li nodded with a warm smile.

Yu Chi’s expression remained neutral as he calmly said, “I’m going to take a shower and change clothes.”

Sheng Li blinked. “Alright, do you want to shower now? I’ll wait here for you?”

Someone called out, “Teacher Yu, can we take a group photo first? We’ll head out together after.”

Yu Chi paused for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.”

After taking the group photo, Yu Chi went to shower and change. Men washed up quickly, and Yu Chi emerged just over ten minutes later, his damp hair casually tousled on his head. Sheng Li turned to look at him, suddenly reminded of the day he and Xu Yang appeared on Vacation Restaurant . Back then, he had the same carefree and effortlessly handsome vibe.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Sheng Li linked arms with Yu Chi and headed toward the parking lot.

On the way home, Sheng Li casually remarked, “Xu Yang’s teammates are all pretty cute, but… why do they call you ‘Teacher Yu’ and me ‘Sister Lili’? Are you the artist and I’m not?”

The next second, Yu Chi sneered. “Maybe it’s because I didn’t call anyone ‘adorable little brother.’”

Sheng Li countered, “I didn’t use the word ‘adorable,’ did I?”

“You didn’t,” Yu Chi replied flatly. “But you practically wrote it on your face.”

Sheng Li: “... Did I really?”

Don’t slander me!

Yu Chi coolly responded, “You did.”

Sheng Li: “...”

Luo Chen was indeed quite adorable, but she genuinely only thought his personality was cute. Still, she couldn’t exactly say that… Besides,醋王 (the King of Jealousy) didn’t need much reason to get jealous.

Smiling sweetly, Sheng Li reached out to stroke his chin and said sincerely, “No one’s as cute as my husband.”

Her reward was another cold laugh from Yu Chi.

Sheng Li withdrew her hand and continued on her own. “You played basketball for almost two hours. Aren’t you hungry? When we get home, I’ll fry you a steak. We can split one serving—I’m a bit hungry too.”

Yu Chi was silent for a few seconds before replying, “Alright.”

Back at home, Sheng Li started frying the steak in the kitchen while Yu Chi tossed their dirty clothes into the washing machine and took a phone call. After hanging up, he headed to the kitchen to find Sheng Li, but halfway there, he was intercepted by Sheng Mianmian. The fluffy Ragdoll clung to his pant legs, refusing to let go.

He had just washed his hands and planned to eat soon, so he wasn’t interested in petting the cat.

Sheng Li placed the steak on the table and turned to grab a bottle of red wine from the cabinet when she spotted Yu Chi walking over, a large furry cat clinging to his leg. She sighed exasperatedly and scolded Sheng Mianmian, “You’re supposed to be an elegant young lady. Can you stop clinging to my man like this?”

Sheng Mianmian paid no heed and continued clinging to Sheng Li’s man.

Yu Chi glanced up at her. “It’d be nice if you were this clingy too.”

Sheng Li: “...”

Was he implying she wasn’t clingy enough? Hadn’t she been clingy enough lately?

She felt like she’d already become a clingy little thing—how much more clingy could she get?

Walking up to him, Sheng Li suddenly jumped and wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging her entire body onto him. Yu Chi supported her by the hips and chuckled softly.

“At least you’re smiling now,” Sheng Li murmured, leaning down to kiss his lips. Her eyes curved into crescents as she teased, “From now on, I’ll be your personal accessory, okay?”

Yu Chi nodded approvingly. “Okay.”

He paused, looked down at her, and added, “Sister, remember—you’re a married woman now. Stop looking at other little brothers outside.”

Sheng Li: “...”