Curious, she heard footsteps behind her.

Turning her head, she saw Zhou Yueshen.

He placed the food he was holding on the table, his fingers rough yet long and veined.

"Eat something."

Seemingly hot, Zhou Yueshen took off his formal military jacket, neatly folded it, and placed it on the bed.

Underneath, he wore a shirt with the collar undone, exposing a bit of his chest. His brows and eyes were stern.

He walked towards her, sleeves rolled up to his arms, and looked at her.

Si Nian was wearing a red cheongsam with pearl hair ornaments. Her delicate features were stunningly beautiful as she sat there.

In the next moment, the man approached, bent down, and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. Si Nian was slightly taken aback. Zhou Yueshen held her waist, making her sit on his lap, and looked down at her profile.

"What's wrong?"

Her back pressed against his broad chest.

Si Nian's heart raced. She quickly pointed to the locked drawer.

"I just found this locked drawer. Are your things inside?"

Zhou Yueshen glanced at where she was pointing, his eyes flickering. His palm gently pressed against her soft waist. "Yes, it's mine. I use it to store old things."

He pointed to the medals on his uniform. "These."

Si Nian said, "I see. No wonder I never saw these at home before."

Zhou Yueshen's hand held her waist. The weather was hot, and his hand was warm.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Si Nian asked, blushing under his gaze.

Zhou Yueshen held her, murmuring an "Mm," "I brought you something to eat."

"Then you should go back down. I noticed some important guests arrived. Is it okay for you to be up here?"

Si Nian wasn't familiar with the customs here, but she remembered that at some weddings she attended before, some brides went the whole day without eating.

She didn't quite understand.

But Zhou Yueshen was still concerned about bringing her food.

Si Nian wasn't very hungry; she had just had some soup brought by Xiao Laoda.

Zhou Yueshen remained silent for a moment.

Si Nian continued, "I bet the Si family saw you, right? They're opportunistic. Now that they've seen you dressed like this and know you're acquainted with Director Li, they'll definitely change their attitude. Just ignore them and go back down."

Zhou Yueshen acknowledged her words but didn't move.

Si Nian: "..."

He pulled the curtains, and the room instantly dimmed.

Si Nian's heart skipped a beat. Almost simultaneously, the man's fingers lifted her chin, and he leaned down, biting her lips.

Si Nian was still sitting in his lap. This position was a bit awkward, yet also intimate.

Her waist was stretched long and slender.

The man's hand tightened around her slim waist.

His kiss was deep, leaving Si Nian with no ability to resist. After a while, her neck felt sore.

She raised her hand to pinch the man's arm, and he finally pulled back a bit, his thumb brushing over her swollen lips, his gaze locked on her misty eyes, his voice very low, "Are you tired today?"

Si Nian looked at him. Fortunately, she had spent enough time with Zhou Yueshen that she didn't feel as nervous as she might have. She had gone to bed early last night and woke up early today, so she wasn't that tired.

Zhou Yueshen had driven to pick her up, so he wasn't tired either.

But she did feel a bit weary.

She looked into the man's eyes for a few seconds, then shook her head.

Zhou Yueshen's hand on her waist paused.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, then smiled.

He leaned in closer, his voice low and husky, "You may not be tired now, but you will be tonight. Eat more."

Si Nian's heart skipped a beat, her pulse quickening.

Downstairs was bustling with noise, but the room was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

She blinked, his reflection visible in her clear eyes.

Zhou Yueshen's Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned down to seek her lips again.

They tangled together in the room for a while until there was a knock on the door.

Outside, there was a commotion as more people arrived.

Zhou Yueshen stood up, wiped the lipstick from his lips, and opened the door.

Standing there was their younger son holding a bowl of rice, followed by four little ones.

Each of them had their heads tilted back, looking at him expectantly.

"Daddy? What are you doing here?" Zhou Zihan asked in surprise.

Zhou Yueshen raised an eyebrow, "Bringing food to your mom."

Zhou Zihan nodded, "Yes, Mommy hasn't eaten yet. She must be hungry."

While everyone else was eating, he was the only one who thought to bring food to Mommy. He felt proud for caring about her the most.

Zhou Zihan was pleased with himself.

Zhou Yueshen, in a good mood, ruffled his son's hair. "Good job. Go on in, but don't disturb your mom."

Zhou Zihan nodded obediently and joyfully carried the bowl inside.

"Mommy, Mommy, I brought you some food—" he began, but then he saw the bowl of rice already on the table.

Zhou Zihan: "..."

Zhou Yueshen returned to his seat, his expression indifferent despite the knowing looks from those around him.

His demeanor was cold, and if not for the lipstick stain on the collar of his shirt, no one would have known what he had been up to.

Lin Sisi's eyes widened in shock, her fingers trembling so much she could barely hold her chopsticks.

The Si family greeted Zhou Yueshen enthusiastically upon his return.

"Xiao Zhou, did you bring food to Nian Nian? You're so considerate. Nian Nian is really lucky to have found you."

Hearing this, Zhou Yueshen's eyes paused.

He turned his head to look at the Si family.

The once haughty family now humbled themselves completely.

A cold gleam flickered in his eyes, and his voice was devoid of warmth, "Bringing her food is just what I should do. How can that be considered a blessing? If that's what you call a blessing, then your idea of 'blessing' is really cheap."

Si Fu and Si Mu's smiles froze.

Li Ju and the others clearly noticed Zhou Yueshen's reluctance to engage with the Si family. Remembering that this family had said they were bringing their daughter to visit her foster parents and not to attend a wedding, they began to understand the situation.

It seemed they hadn't known about Zhou Yueshen's background and had looked down on him. Now that they realized he was someone important, they changed their attitude.

The Si family had previously used their connections to push people into Li Ju's office, so Li Ju already had a poor impression of them. Seeing Zhou Yueshen share the same attitude towards them now made him feel quite satisfied.

He chuckled, "Alright, alright, Si Yingchang, you should eat your meal. Don't you still need to visit your biological daughter's foster parents?"

His loud remark left Si Fu and Si Mu particularly embarrassed. The people at the table, who were mostly close to the Zhou family, couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.

Earlier, the Si family had introduced themselves as the foster parents of the bride, claiming they came specifically to send their daughter off. However, the actual bridal party hadn't seen them during the procession. Now, the truth was clear.

As for Lin Sisi, her shamelessness astounded everyone. She had once left despite being engaged, yet now she had the nerve to show up?

People around the table withdrew their gazes in silent disapproval, ignoring the Si family.

The atmosphere turned deathly quiet once again due to the presence of the Si family. They finished their meal feeling utterly humiliated. Si Fu and Si Mu were seething with anger.

After all, they had raised Si Nian for more than ten years. With their daughter marrying Zhou Yueshen, they considered themselves his in-laws and expected better treatment.

Zhang Cuimei fumed, "Let's go talk to Nian Nian and find out what's really going on! How could she keep something this big from us? She must be out of her mind!"

She believed that Si Nian had known about Zhou Yueshen's true identity all along but had intentionally kept it from them.