Contract Marriage: The Tycoon's Pampered Wife

Their gazes met, and for a long moment, neither spoke.

The silence was charged with an unusual tension. She couldn’t pinpoint why, but perhaps the act of ’hiding him’ made me feel guilty.

The standoff ended when Lai Yang knocked on the door. "Xiaowan, are you done yet?"

Then came the sound of the doorknob turning. It didn’t open. Lai Yang knocked again. "Why is the door still locked? Are you hiding a man in there?"

Ning Guiwan’s face stiffened.

Quan Yu, however, seemed to be in a good mood. A faint smile touched his lips as his tall frame leaned even more relaxedly against the wardrobe doorframe.

Outside the door, Madame Quan overheard Lai Yang’s unguarded comment and scolded her sternly, "You mustn’t say such things recklessly! If someone else heard that, how could Xiaowan possibly live it down?"

Lai Yang chuckled awkwardly, sticking out the tip of her tongue. "I was just joking..."

Hearing this, Ning Guiwan suddenly felt that the man before her was a hot potato. If he’s discovered now, it’ll be even harder to explain. What would Grandma Quan think of me?

Outside, Madame Quan added, "Call your second uncle and ask if he wants to join us for lunch."