Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 1174: Can't do it now; have to bear with it

Chapter 1174: Chapter 1174: Can’t do it now; have to bear with it

Su Wen wanted to say that it was too wasteful, but then she thought that Hengyang had prepared the gift with care, and to say so would hurt his feelings. Anyone who gives a gift hopes the recipient will like it.

“Like it? I super like it.” Su Wen flashed a sycophantic smile.

Zhou Hengyang couldn’t help but laugh, knowing exactly what his little wife meant whenever she showed that smile, and he could only shake his head in resignation.

“As long as you like it, you shouldn’t always be so preoccupied with studying publicity after this advertising effect. I’ve been watching you engrossed in work every day, leaving your man to the side, making me jealous every day, but you have no clue why I’m jealous.”

It was absolutely maddening.

“Alright, let’s go home.”

“Okay.”

Anyway, they had seen what needed to be seen, and she had already talked with Little Aunt for quite a while; if they stayed outside any longer, someone would surely have something to say again.

Having taken Su Wen home, Zhou Hengyang spent some time chatting with his wife, waiting for Su Xiu to return from the shop in the afternoon, excitedly gesticulating as she conveyed the grand opening to Big sister and brother-in-law. She also mentioned that reporters from newspapers and TV stations were present.

After instructing Su Xiu to take care of his wife, Zhou Hengyang then left the house.

Many friends came to celebrate the opening today. Su Wen couldn’t be the hostess, but Zhou Hengyang still needed to entertain them. At noon and in the evening, he booked private rooms in restaurants; some friends left after the opening ceremony, while others stayed for lunch.

Staff from the shop and Su’s studio, as well as some people who helped, stayed until the end of the night to celebrate.

The people from Su’s family were hosted by Su Qing, and Zhou Hengyang took care of his own guests.

Busy until midnight, Zhou Hengyang returned home slightly tipsy. By the time he arrived, his wife had already turned off the lights and gone to bed. He went to take a shower, changed into clean pajamas, and made sure there wasn’t even a hint of smoke or alcohol on him before he dared to get into bed.

Even the act of lifting the blanket was cautious and gentle. His wife was curled up small on the bed, her breathing shallow. After getting into bed, Zhou Hengyang gently embraced her in his arms, careful not to disturb her.

Half asleep, Su Wen sensed someone beside her and, out of habit, turned over and stretched out her legs, directly hitting Zhou Hengyang, which made him both amused and resigned.

Her habit of sleeping on top of someone was something she definitely didn’t know about.

That habit would be okay if it were just that, but each time, he was the one who ended up being taken advantage of. Right now, Su Wen’s soft hand was blearily making its way into someone’s pajamas, stirring up trouble without having a clue.

If it had been in the past, he wouldn’t have hesitated to turn the tables and devour his wife completely before considering anything else.

But now he had to hold back.

Zhou Hengyang could feel a familiar, faintly sweet scent lingering at the tip of his nose, and wherever his wife’s hand ventured, it ignited a fire that spread to his lower abdomen. He was, after all, a vigorous man, and this little woman was truly about to torment him to death.

Zhou Hengyang simply turned to his side, holding his wife tightly in his arms, with a satisfied smile emerging as his warm hand rested on her flat belly.

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After everyone had left for the day, only Su Qing remained in the studio.

It was now four-thirty in the morning, the darkest time of the sky and when people are most tired. Yet she didn’t feel the slightest bit of sleepiness — her whole being was in a state of excitement, staying behind to work overtime alone, tallying sales and organizing orders.