Chapter 8: The Two of Them Must Share a Bed

“So, you’re saying it was me who asked you to come?”
“Hmm? Wasn’t it?”
Suddenly, Di Yunshen stood up and strode over to the door.
Click, click.
He tried twice, but the door didn’t budge.
Taking a deep breath, Di Yunshen knocked on the door. “Open the door.”
After a short moment, a woman’s voice came from outside, “Sir, this is Madam’s arrangement. She wants you and the young lady to spend some time together and get to know each other better.”
There was a pause, then she added, “Sir, the steward has already gone to bed. Madam said she consulted her master, and the day after tomorrow is an auspicious day for a wedding.”
Su Qingli, who had been listening nearby, was utterly shocked. “Madam? Who’s that?”
“My mother. The one speaking is Aunt Zhang, the housekeeper at my mother’s estate.”
Su Qingli banged on the door. “A wedding? That soon?!”
“Yes, Madam says she’s very satisfied with you as her daughter-in-law.”
“…”
“Sir, you and the young lady should rest now.”
Su Qingli wanted to protest, but the footsteps had already faded away.
Well, now she was wide awake, any trace of sleepiness gone.
She turned, looking Di Yunshen up and down before finally fixing her gaze on his muscles. “Um, you—you’re not thinking anything inappropriate, are you? Am I… safe tonight?”
Seeing he didn’t respond for a long time, Su Qingli raised her head to look at him, only to find him glancing at her with a hint of disdain.
Di Yunshen brushed the corner of her mouth with his hand. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?”
An awkward silence fell. Su Qingli swallowed. “So… how are we sleeping tonight? Maybe—”
“You take the bed, I’ll take the sofa.”
“Oh…”
“You sound a little disappointed. Want to switch?”
“Why sleep on the sofa when there’s a bed? That’s just silly.”

“What did you say?”
“Nothing, nothing at all.”
Di Yunshen turned away, shaking his head helplessly, unable to hide the smile at the corner of his lips.
Su Qingli tossed and turned on the bed. “Di Yunshen, your bed is huge, you know? You could fit four people in here. Are you sure you don’t want to come up?”
He didn’t even bother to turn around, simply facing away from her. “If word got out, it wouldn’t be good for you.”
“Huh? How could it get out? And even if it did, who would believe we’d sleep separately in the same room? No one would buy that, right?”
At last, Di Yunshen turned to look at her, his expression making it clear he thought she was being foolish.
Alright, she understood immediately.
Even if people heard they slept in the same room, no one would believe they slept apart! After all, everyone thought Di Yunshen was high and mighty, shining like gold, while she was just a wild girl from the countryside.
“True. No one would believe we’d share a bed, considering our status difference. I’m not even worthy to carry your shoes, President Di. So, you’re just looking down on me. Fine, I’ll sleep.”
Su Qingli obediently lay down, but less than a minute later, she heard a rustling sound, and her blanket was lifted a little.
A moment later, she felt the mattress dip beside her.
With someone suddenly lying next to her, Su Qingli was nervous enough.
But truth be told, Di Yunshen was even more tense! He was as stiff as a board, not daring to move an inch.
After who knew how long, suddenly, Di Yunshen felt something wrap around him! He realized a hand was tracing the lines of his body.
Indeed—it was their little darling, Su Qingli.
She thought Di Yunshen was already asleep, so she simply hugged him. Such solid muscles! Such a strong chest!
And that faint scent of cologne.
Su Qingli once again marveled at how good men could smell.
“Ahem.”
Su Qingli was lost in her own delight, completely missing Di Yunshen’s cough.
“Ahem, ahem.”
This time she heard it! Her arm, wrapped around him, gave a little tremble.
“Qingli, is this what you call being safe?”

“Well, we’re legally married. It might be in name only, but it’s still real in the eyes of the law. So, what’s the big deal about touching you?”
Well, she was certainly bold!
“You’re a grown man. Don’t be so stingy!”
Di Yunshen fell silent, and Su Qingli grinned from ear to ear, thinking she’d won this round.
However…
“Ah!”
He caught her arm and pulled her over, sending her tumbling into his arms. Before she could react, the world spun, and he pressed her down onto the bed.
In the dim light, Di Yunshen’s eyes seemed even brighter, though there was something different, some emotion hidden deep within, hard to discern.
Su Qingli had always thought herself strong-willed and, truth be told, she didn’t even like men. But facing Di Yunshen’s face, she suddenly didn’t know how to push him away.
“If you keep this up, I’ll…”
“You’ll what?”
Su Qingli noticed the way Di Yunshen’s throat bobbed, as if he were struggling to control himself.
She was about to push him away and settle down to sleep when—
Di Yunshen leaned in, his warm lips pressing against hers. In a flash, he let her go, lying on his side beside her, propped up on one arm, gazing at her with a faint, teasing smile.
“You… what are you doing? How could you…”
“We’re married. What’s wrong with a kiss, right, Qingli?”
“No, I mean, it just feels so strange. The sensation is weird, too. Maybe… we should try again?”
That nearly broke Di Yunshen’s composure!
But it made sense—Su Qingli had never known the ways of city life. The only people she’d been close to were the old master and, at most, a senior brother she barely saw once a year.
“Should we try again?” Su Qingli pressed.