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{Chapter: 363: Don't shout!}
In the misty haze of the bathroom, a large, warm hand suddenly covered Jiang Rou's mouth.
"Be obedient. Don't shout," came a low, commanding voice in her ear, firm and undeniably authoritative.
The voice was, of course, Lin Yuan's.
He had acted on instinct. The moment he saw Jiang Rou's lips parting—clearly about to cry out in alarm—he reacted without hesitation, silencing her with a sudden, almost overbearing gesture. His tone carried a hint of harshness, the kind often found in stories about domineering CEOs and their helpless heroines.
It wasn't gentle. It wasn't polite. It was blunt and assertive.
And it caught Jiang Rou completely off guard.
His palm remained over her lips, firm but not painful, while his dark gaze watched her reaction carefully. The sudden closeness, the intense presence of Lin Yuan, and the domineering tone in his voice all caused a strange stir in Jiang Rou's heart.
Her eyes widened slightly, filled with startled confusion. There was a hint of panic in them, a flash of vulnerability, yet no true fear.
Her heart was beating wildly—much faster than normal. She could feel its rapid rhythm in her chest, echoing in her ears.
It was the first time she had ever been in such an ambiguous situation with a man. Her mind went blank.
And yet… she didn't struggle.
Despite the shock, she remained still, blinking those wide, watery eyes as she tried to make sense of what was happening.
The steam in the room clung to her like a veil. Droplets still trickled along her neck, catching the light, while her damp hair framed her slightly flushed face.
Jiang Rou—usually composed, refined, and elegant like a textbook-perfect intellectual—now appeared the exact opposite.
Right now, she looked like a confused, delicate girl, fragile and vulnerable.
She looked like a helpless lamb before a lion.
"I didn't mean to walk in on you," Lin Yuan said finally, his voice dropping into a more casual, cool tone. "The door wasn't locked. I thought the bathroom was empty. It wasn't on purpose. Understand?"
Though his earlier move was a bit much—covering her mouth and stepping too close—he still explained it with a kind of shameless confidence. There wasn't even the slightest trace of guilt in his posture or words. He knew Jiang Rou would accept his explanation. He could see it in her face.
And sure enough, Jiang Rou lowered her gaze, cheeks burning, and gave a small, obedient nod.
"Y-Yes… I understand. I… I misunderstood…" she whispered, voice small and soft like falling snow.
Her voice trembled ever so slightly.
Seeing her like this—soft-spoken, delicate, obedient—Lin Yuan felt an unexpected rush of excitement. There was something deeply alluring about watching someone usually so composed and intellectual act this gentle and docile.
In that moment, he couldn't resist.
He leaned in and kissed her lips without warning.
"Mm...!"
Jiang Rou gasped softly into the kiss, her eyes widening for a second before slowly closing. The tips of her ears turned bright red, and her face flushed so deeply it looked as if it might burst into flames.
She stood there like a statue, overwhelmed.
At that moment, she truly resembled the "CEO's Little Wife" archetype—the innocent woman caught up in a powerful man's orbit. Her normally sharp thoughts faded into a swirling mist of emotions.
And yet, despite her embarrassment, she didn't resist.
It was a light kiss. Just enough to stir her heart.
But Lin Yuan didn't go any further. He pulled back just as suddenly as he'd leaned in.
Before either of them could speak again, a sudden shout echoed from downstairs.
"Young Master! Where's the switch for the hot water on the first floor?! It's not working!" Xiao Lian and Xiao He called out, clearly struggling to find the correct controls.
The moment was broken.
Lin Yuan gave one last glance at Jiang Rou—whose face was still as red as a rose in bloom—and then turned toward the door. But before leaving, he raised his hand one last time and lightly patted Jiang Rou on the head, a teasing smile on his lips.
That simple touch made her entire body tremble.
Her cheeks, already burning, flushed even deeper, as if all the blood in her body had rushed to her face.
"I'll go help them," Lin Yuan said casually, and with that, he left the bathroom, his footsteps fading down the hallway.
Jiang Rou remained standing in place, dazed.
She stared at the half-open door, still clutching the towel against her chest.
Her mind was blank.
It took several long seconds before she finally snapped out of her trance. Her fingers curled slightly as if finally registering what had just happened.
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Though Lin Yuan had explained that he walked in by accident, Jiang Rou knew better.
He had seen her.
Even if it wasn't on purpose, even if the steam had covered most of her figure—he saw her.
And somehow… she had become the one who ended up on the defensive.
"Why… why does it feel like I was the one who made a mistake?" she murmured to herself, staring at her reflection in the foggy mirror.
Logically, he should have apologized more seriously. He should have shown a bit more remorse. And yet he hadn't. Not really.
Jiang Rou blinked again.
She wasn't naïve. She was a smart woman. A capable woman.
But every time she faced Lin Yuan, her thoughts became chaotic.
It wasn't just because of his good looks.
It was his confidence, his daring, the way he acted with such absolute dominance—as if the whole world would naturally submit to him.
He was exactly like the overbearing CEO male lead she used to read about in romantic novels.
And just like those fictional heroines, she couldn't stop her heart from pounding.
With her face still flushed crimson from the earlier incident, Jiang Rou hurriedly stepped out of the bathroom, clutching her towel as she tried to calm the storm swirling in her chest. Her footsteps were light but quick, as if trying to escape the lingering steam, the kiss, and the warmth of Lin Yuan's touch all at once.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Lin Yuan had just reached the first floor after casually descending the staircase. The shouts of Xiao Lian and Xiao He still echoed faintly as they continued fumbling with the hot water controls.
"They really don't know how to use this?" he muttered, amused.
He walked over, twisted a few knobs, flipped the main heating switch embedded discreetly along the wall, and instantly the pipes gurgled to life. Hot water began to flow from the taps.
"There you go," he said with a grin.
"Thank you, Young Master!" the two girls chirped in unison before dashing back into the bathroom like a pair of overactive rabbits.
Not intending to loiter around the first-floor bath, Lin Yuan looked around. The villa was massive, with multiple bathrooms spread across every floor. Each one was tastefully designed and well-equipped.
Truthfully, Lin Yuan had gotten quite comfortable in the bathroom where Jiang Rou had been moments ago. The scent of her soap, the steam in the air, the memory of her soft whisper—it all still lingered faintly in his mind. But going back there would've been too awkward. Besides, he had already invaded her privacy once today.
So instead, he casually strolled to another vacant bathroom, took a refreshing shower, changed into clean loungewear, and towel-dried his hair until it was slightly tousled but dry.
After that, he made his way back down to the first floor.
The entire house felt lively and full of warmth. From the kitchen, the soft clatter of pots and utensils could be heard, accompanied by light chatter and laughter.
Curious, Lin Yuan followed the sound and peeked inside.
Inside the spacious open-concept kitchen, four women were working together like a well-trained team. Qiu Wanxi and Xiao Lian stood at the stove, carefully tending to pots and pans, their focused expressions occasionally softened by shy glances and giggles. Aromas of ginger, garlic, and stir-fry filled the air.
Xiao He was darting back and forth between the counter and the fridge, handling various prep work—grabbing ingredients, setting plates, and adjusting the flame when needed.
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