ATLAS TRANSLATES

The dinner meeting with the person in charge of Zhiyuan Technology was scheduled for July eleventh evening. It happened to be a Saturday, a non-working day.

Early in the morning, Yan Cheng woke up according to his biological clock. He opened his sleepy eyes, his mind blank for a few seconds. When consciousness returned, he lowered his gaze slightly, immediately seeing Chen Jinyao sleeping peacefully in his arms, using his arm as a pillow, her breathing deep and steady. When sleeping, her long eyelashes remained still like small brushes, particularly adorable.

Well, after sleeping on the floor for two days, the shameless him had worked his way back to the bed.

“…” At this moment, his arm had gone numb, but Yan Cheng couldn’t move for fear of waking Chen Jinyao. He only slightly moved his wrist, his fingertips reaching her long hair, gently stroking the ends.

With the thick sun-blocking curtains drawn, even though the light outside was enough for the whole city to start stretching and doing morning exercises, the bedroom remained dark.

He carefully pulled out his left arm, preparing to get up.

But no matter how slight the movement, it still woke Chen Jinyao.

“You’re getting up?” She rubbed her eyes, her expression dazed, her voice having that characteristic morning hoarseness.

“Mm, keep sleeping.” He could tell with his toes that she wasn’t fully awake. Not fully awake was not fully awake – now she had the highest status in the house. If she wanted stars shining in the sky, he would have to go fetch them. “I’ll make breakfast.”

Sometime recently, probably in the last two months, Yan Cheng had quietly accomplished something major – he had evolved from ‘errand boy buying breakfast downstairs’ to ‘perfect husband who could handle both social occasions and kitchen duties.’

Honestly, this transformation had been so subtle, almost imperceptible, leading to the current situation where Chen Jinyao had become the queen of the house, somewhat like being pushed by subordinates to inherit the throne. With her vanity satisfied, Chen Jinyao was both surprised and delighted.

Once emotional investment is noticed by the receiver, and if the receiver is conscientious, the giver will quickly receive returns. Investment must be mutual to maintain a relationship.

Chen Jinyao saw all of Yan Cheng’s changes, so she was increasingly reliant on him, sitting on her queen’s throne while acting coquettish.

And when a woman becomes gentle as water, putting down her strength and fully trusting a man, that man’s self-esteem and vanity will quickly “inflate.” He will be pleased with himself and continue to work harder.

In short, this was an obvious virtuous cycle.

Chen Jinyao let her thoughts wander for a while.

While Yan Cheng was sitting on the bed edge rustling as he put on his pajamas, she turned her face to look at him, eyes slightly narrowed, witnessing the entire process of his beautiful, sexy back being covered by the pajamas. “Little Liu from our clinic says I’m skilled at managing my husband.”

Due to her personality, Chen Jinyao wasn’t one who could stay idle, so she had resumed work early.

“…” Even though Yan Cheng didn’t quite agree at first.

Yan Cheng had made a big deal of it, wanting to treat her like an invalid and keep her in bed. Fortunately, Chen Jinyao had her own thoughts and persistence. No matter how much Yan Cheng disagreed with his male chauvinism, she had ways to make him relent.

And in the end, she did succeed, successfully winning the right to speak for her financial independence. However, the negotiation had conditions – in exchange for her success, he would drive her to and from work from now on.

Taking a step back makes the sea vast and sky wide. Chen Jinyao agreed.

Just these few days of Yan Cheng’s daily pick-ups and drop-offs were enough to get the young people at the clinic excited and gossiping.

For example: “Traveling is indeed essential medicine for heating up relationships.” “Do you know Chen Doctor’s husband is the famous Young Master Yan Six of the capital?” “Yes, but who can equate him with the rumored Young Master Yan Six now? Tsk tsk tsk, I tell you, I thought they weren’t the same person.” “Hey hey hey, I think it’s our Doctor Chen’s skill in managing her husband.”

Such whispers were endless.

Especially when Yan Cheng came to the clinic every time, acting particularly theatrical in his role as the clinic owner’s husband, walking back and forth in the clinic, and regardless of whether others were present, always looking at her with eyes that seemed about to drown in affection, it undeniably fueled these “office rumors.”

These were just appetizers.

The main course was earlier, vaguely remembered as Valentine’s Day.

After Yan Cheng sent her a bouquet of roses, from then on, a clear vase appeared in her office, filled with different flowers each week.

At first, Chen Jinyao took care of it herself, but later when she went to Shanghai for the class reunion and took half a month’s leave, the flowers were left to Little Liu’s care.

Little Liu was an astonishingly big mouth – any gossip that passed through her would inexplicably escalate to another level of exaggeration.

In short, it was a combination of various factors that led to the current situation.

Chen Jinyao thought good-naturedly that perhaps because the entertainment circle was peaceful lately with no gossip to discuss, she was pulled out for execution.

As long as it wasn’t too excessive and stayed within limits, she wouldn’t interfere.

Sometimes when she heard something amusing, she would even share it directly with Yan Cheng.

“Little Liu is right.” Yan Cheng stood up, looking down at her with raised eyebrows, “Wife, don’t be modest, you are skilled at managing your husband.”

“…” Chen Jinyao was so shocked all her sleepiness fled. She lifted her eyelids and looked at Yan Cheng with a complex expression, then after a long while, slowly said, “Nonsense.”

She wasn’t deliberately using crude language.

That wasn’t the point either. What she wanted to say was, nice try, acting calm won’t work, don’t think she doesn’t know.

When relationships between men and women involve couples or spouses, one must be extra careful: never underestimate a woman’s ability to discover certain clues.

Chen Jinyao clearly knew, and didn’t deny, that two-fifths of the reason for Yan Cheng’s current transformation indeed came from her and the little one in her belly.

But she wasn’t narcissistic enough to believe she had such great charm. She wasn’t some femme fatale like Su Daji, and besides, even Su Daji might not have had the ability to stop King Zhou of Shang from his debauchery.

So, when she was playing games on Yan Cheng’s phone.

With Yan Cheng’s permission, she frantically scanned all the content on his phone, and as if discovering a new continent, saw that he followed a blogger who was a joke writer. In this era of sweet romance and female independence, the blogger liked to write daily snippets about couples, and honestly speaking, 95% of the readers were women. To cater to women’s thoughts and secure his market, naturally, all his Weibo content started from how good men should pamper their girlfriends…

Some snippets were even detailed enough to be applied to daily life.

There were also the recently popular cheesy pick-up lines.

And collections of answers about what excellent boyfriends should do for their girlfriends in women’s minds, various kinds, all-inclusive.

After seeing enough, you’d know the patterns, and besides being funny, it could even feel a bit greasy.

Objectively speaking, it couldn’t be denied that the blogger’s snippets would make girls clutch their hearts and enviously coo, but when boys took them seriously and had a particularly strong learning spirit, it became unbearable to watch and even painful to see.

The scariest thing wasn’t imitating, but surpassing the original.

“…”

Obviously, the quick-learning Yan Cheng had talent in this area.

Just like giving him a lever and he could lift the Earth, it was the same principle, working in similar ways.

Give him a hint about how to be a good father and husband, maybe not even needing hints, he could figure out what he should and shouldn’t do with Chen Jinyao, in other words, self-taught.

No matter how many flowery words are said, it all comes down to a simple principle: whether you have that heart, whether you’re willing to put in thought for the other person.

As long as you have the heart, nothing is impossible.

Chen Jinyao privately believed that this blogger was another force helping Yan Cheng gradually approach and successfully gain the praise of being a “good husband.”

The forces were big and small, but regardless of size, they all played their stabilizing roles. It could be said that Yan Cheng’s temporary restraint of his playboy style, becoming harmless, and gradually moving toward being domesticated, had a small reason, probably not even one-fifth, coming from the girl’s heart-exploding love chicken soup fed by social media or the internet.

Chen Jinyao plus chicken soup accounted for three-fifths.

Just three-fifths – Yan Cheng’s frivolity was rarely seen normally, and he had the potential to evolve into a warm man.

But every time, he couldn’t stay serious for more than three seconds.

Undoubtedly, overall, Yan Cheng was extremely good to Chen Jinyao, but this couldn’t stop his brain from short-circuiting sometimes. If joking, one could say his transformation wasn’t complete, but if describing seriously, actually Yan Cheng’s changing personality was sometimes a kind of spice.

It could bring much joy to life that was mostly boring and dull.

Chen Jinyao didn’t know how others viewed Yan Cheng, but after spending time together, especially now, she felt she and Yan Cheng were quite compatible.

This compatibility came from understanding, finally settling on a subtle liking.

The word “like” mostly appears in young people’s romantic love.

But who would have thought it would also arise in the daily life of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea?

Yan Cheng went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Chen Jinyao closed her eyes again, and after thinking so much randomly, sleepiness returned.

She yawned continuously, her eyes drooping, about to fall asleep again for a nap. The only clear thought remaining in her mind was: she had listed out reasons for Yan Cheng’s changes and given these reasons fractions – two-fifths and one-fifth were accounted for.

This showed it was a gradual process, growing continuously during the process.

Perhaps in the near future, the remaining two-fifths would appear.

Unexpectedly, speak of the devil and he shall appear.

The prophecy came true.

The remaining two-fifths of transformation factors… appeared at tonight’s dinner.

Because considering there would be drinking at the dinner, Chen Jinyao thought all afternoon and finally changed her mind, agreeing to go with Yan Cheng to meet those enthusiastic and idealistic entrepreneurs from Zhiyuan Technology. More accurately, she agreed to go for the free meal and serve as the driver afterward, taking Yan Cheng home.

However, after meeting, she never expected.

The project leader of Zhiyuan Technology would be her sister’s boyfriend, Luo Xiao.