Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife

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Back in the office, Ye Yan's phone chimed on the desk.

She didn't look, instead casually taking her white coat off the rack.

"Ding ding", the phone began to ring again.

"Dr. Ye, your phone is ringing." A colleague from the same department, thinking Ye Yan hadn't heard, kindly reminded her.

Ye Yan slightly furrowed her brows invisibly, donned her white coat, and then opened the message.

"Tonight, come to Yuqiao." The message was concise and left no room for negotiation.

"Got it," Ye Yan replied with three words and then tossed the phone back into her pocket.

"Dr. Ye, the Director said it's time for rounds, we need to get ready." Xie Yang, who was something like a half assistant to Ye Yan, was a very sunny and cheerful guy.

And Director Bi, in charge of the entire VIP floor, was Ye Yan's mentor. When Ye Yan had just started her internship, it was Director Bi who took her under his wing.

"You handled things well this morning." Director Bi was very pleased with his student, "But I've heard the Fu Family holds grudges. Try not to offend them too much, it's good to leave room to maneuver."

Ye Yan humbly expressed that she would remember this advice.

"Later, take Xiao Xiao and go apologize to Mr. Fu. Although the old gentleman has a bad temper, he likes to hear soft words."

But as for his son, it was the same story. He was notoriously hard to please, difficult to serve, and it was a mystery how Ye Yan managed to deal with him.

"Got it, Teacher."

Director Bi felt she was listening and then led everyone to begin rounds.

Xie Yang followed behind whispering a reminder, "Dr. Ye, at two P.M., Mr. Fan in V5 has a gallbladder stone surgery; at four-thirty, Mrs. Qin in V12 has a heart valve repair surgery."

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When Ye Yan finished her tasks, she glanced at the sky, accustomed to leaving work at this hour. She picked up her car keys and walked out of the hospital.

By the time she arrived at Yuqiao, it was already half past midnight.

Taking the elevator to the top floor, she faced the entrance where she pressed her fingerprint to unlock the door.

On the carpet at the entrance lay a pair of black casual leather shoes, custom-made by hand, probably recently delivered.

Ye Yan took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them on, and hung her bag on the hook in the foyer.

As she opened the cabinet door, she saw a gift box beautifully wrapped inside, and without opening it knew it was off-season's new bag from some brand.

She placed the gift box into the cloakroom, where similarly decorated boxes were already piled up high, but all remained unopened.

"How do you know you don't like it if you don't open it?" The man's presence was suddenly silent, approaching her as stealthily as a leopard.

Ye Yan was about to turn around but found herself already encircled from behind in his arms.

The freshly showered male body carried the faint scent of shower gel, and even through the bathrobe, she could feel the solid muscles of his physique, the arms holding her pale with a disciplined hue, each inch of skin seeming to hold endless tension.

"Fu Xingzhou, let go," Ye Yan frowned, "I need to get cleaned up."

"Now you call me by my full name? Weren't you pretending not to know me at the hospital?" The man's hot breath wandered across the back of her neck, laden with a dangerous intent that seemed ready to pounce at any moment.

This man had an outstanding skill in seduction, and Ye Yan didn't want to waste time with him.

"I've just finished a surgery." Even after removing her surgical attire, it was inevitable that a mix of blood and disinfectant scents would seep into her clothes.

But there was no such odor on her. Instead, a gentle fragrance wafted from her, as if of a young girl.

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"You know I've always had intense tastes," the man said with a half-smile, his lips grazing her nape, lightly rubbing against her snow-white skin, bringing a very subtle shiver. "You said it yourself, you have to accept punishment."

"Fu Xingzhou!" Normally, Ye Yan didn't speak much, and she came across as cool and aloof. When she suddenly raised her voice, her tone was somewhat coquettish, as if she was annoyed but desperately trying to suppress her exploding emotions.

Knowing that if he continued to tease her, she would get annoyed, Fu Xingzhou loosened his grip, his words tinged with ambiguity, "Hurry up and wash."

Ignoring him, Ye Yan grabbed pajamas from the wardrobe and rushed to the bathroom.

Only today, upon seeing him at the hospital, did Ye Yan find out he had returned from Hong Kong. Regardless of her reluctance, there was no escaping it.

"Sure you don't want to take a look at this bag?" Fu Xingzhou leaned against the closet's door, his long, narrow eyes brimming with luster, "It's the only one in Hong Kong."

"I'm afraid the hospital will investigate me," Ye Yan's words were as cold as her retreating back.

"Does your hospital have a rule against marrying a rich husband?"

"The hospital doesn't have a rule, but I have my dignity."

Watching her slender back depart, Fu Xingzhou's eyes grew darker. Glancing at the stack of gift boxes that hadn't even been unwrapped, they seemed even more displeasing to him.

Did he, make her feel ashamed?

Fu Xingzhou snorted coldly, his expression turning into a self-mockery before he walked out, seemingly nonchalant.

After the sound of running water stopped, Ye Yan emerged from the bathroom in light lavender pajamas, conservatively styled with long sleeves and pants.

Her hair, already dried, fell like satin over her shoulders, her peachy eyes dewy, adding a touch of innocence and compliance.

She glanced at the bed and saw that Fu Xingzhou was not there.

With a hint of malice, she hoped he had been chased off by her words.

"Thought I ran off?" The man's voice suddenly closed in from behind her, and before she knew it, she was swept up in his arms, "Sleep before you dream."

There was a significant difference in their builds. Ye Yan wasn't short; she stood at 165cm, while Fu Xingzhou was at least 187cm tall. His body, consistently kept in shape, was muscular with smooth lines, exuding a fatal attraction and tensile force.

The woman's body was light and supple, her fair skin resembling top-quality jade, her facial features impeccable, possessed of a bewitching beauty that made one want to claim her, then slowly devastate her.

The soft bed dipped slightly under their combined weight.

Fu Xingzhou's kisses descended, "Baby, what kind of punishment do you want?"

Ye Yan instinctively tried to dodge but was pinned down by his large hand securing her chin.

He looked down at her, his eyes gleaming with mischievous amusement, "Trying to deny it, huh?"

Ye Yan's face flushed, but thankfully he knew her modesty well and had only turned on the dim glow of a small wall lamp.

"Are you going to do it or not? If not, get lost," Ye Yan said angrily, kicking him with her foot.

This man always enjoyed using vulgar talk in bed to tease her.

"Dr. Ye is making progress," Fu Xingzhou never backed down in shamelessness, "I hope you can still talk tough later."

Ye Yan pushed him with her hands, but his chest was as hard as steel, unyielding.

She then bit his arm that she was clinging to, but his arm was also very hard.

"Stop biting, doesn't it hurt your teeth?" Fu Xingzhou stopped teasing her, speaking with a gentle coaxing tone, "I'm wrong, okay?"

Ye Yan maintained her biting posture, but a mist rose in her eyes, her teeth underneath had already lost their strength.

Fu Xingzhou rubbed her head, soothing her like a ruffled little lion, "You really want to bite me?"

He pointed to his own lips, "Bite here."

Ye Yan bit him without a moment's hesitation.