Series: The Overindulged Male Wife

The large living room of the Yin family was filled with people, clearly divided into factions. Aunt Qin tightly clenched her hands, her slightly plump fingers turning white, and her body trembled slightly. She unconsciously moved closer to the person sitting in front of her on the sofa, her heart in her throat. Noticing the…

When it came to the old lady of the Yin family, He Changning felt nothing but hatred. Nothing else. Back when his mother married into the Yin family, this old woman had made her life a living hell. Just because she came from a poor farming background, the old woman always felt inferior in front…

He Changning’s words hit the room like a thunderclap—no one could react for a long while. But the older you are, the faster you recover. The first to regain composure was Grandma Yin. She was shocked at He Changning’s sudden change in demeanor—so calm and obedient for years, and now sharp-tongued and unyielding. She suddenly…

He Changning paid no attention to the shouting downstairs. He had more important things to deal with—like calming Aunt Qin and thinking about the letter his mother left him before she died. He was twelve when Aunt Qin gave it to him, just as his mother had instructed: to hold onto it and give it…

A tall, commanding figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. His lean, well-proportioned body was wrapped in a perfectly tailored suit. The fabric didn’t hide the toned definition of his frame—it only served to enhance a kind of cold, restrained beauty. The man’s deep-set eyes were fixed on a faraway skyline. But his gaze…

Two days flew by in the blink of an eye. At one of Shangshi Group’s five-star business hotels, in a luxurious private dining suite, Shang Yushang leaned lazily back in his chair, expression unreadable as he absentmindedly turned a teacup in his hand. Across from him, Madam Shang, the family matriarch, sipped her tea with…

To the Shang family, especially Shang Guozhang, that rare smile from their cold and stoic heir was nothing short of shocking. He knew all too well why his son never showed emotion—what kind of scars lay beneath that frosty exterior. And now this young man, this He Changning, had actually drawn a genuine smile from…

Everyone at the table could read between the lines. Madam Yin wasn’t exactly subtle—and no one here was a fool. Shang Yushang had had enough of this dragging farce. He could see He Changning sitting there, taking in the slights and manipulations with quiet grace. He didn’t want him to endure any more. “Grandmother,” Yushang…

Madam Yin cleared her throat. “Well, here’s how we see it—since Changning is marrying Young Master Shang, that makes us all family now, doesn’t it? And within a family, there’s no need for formalities. Whatever you decide about the engagement gifts, we’ll defer to you. It’s just that…” She trailed off deliberately, playing coy. “If…

While Madam Shang rattled off the long list of wedding gifts, the room fell into stunned silence—jaw after jaw hitting the floor. Even Guozhang and his wife were left slack-jawed. By the time she finally finished, the rest of the room still hadn’t recovered. Clearing her throat with a dainty cough, Madam Shang added, “Well…

After realizing they wouldn’t get a single extra benefit, the Yin family hastily ended the meeting. Madam Shang, ever the hostess, politely saw them out along with her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. Once back at the family’s main residence, they gathered in the living room. During dinner, Qiu Huilin, who had stayed unusually quiet throughout…

He Changning shrugged indifferently. “Once you’ve made your decision, just let me know.” Without bothering to deal with the Yin family’s twisted expressions any longer, he stood up and turned to leave. “Oh, by the way, I’ve already had my lawyer draft a statement. It’ll be delivered tomorrow. Look it over, and if there are…

The car glided smoothly into the underground parking garage of an upscale private club. After getting out, Shang Yushang led He Changning into a private elevator that took them straight to the reserved VIP suite. The suite was spacious and luxurious, with soft music flowing gently through the air. He Changning lounged lazily in the…

He Changning sat slouched in the booth, head bowed, feeling completely out of sorts. It wasn’t that he had anything against two men being together—but only as long as he wasn’t one of them. And now? He was neck-deep in a situation with no easy exit. Was he really supposed to become Shang Yushang’s husband?…

Thanks to He Changning’s relentless persistence, Shang Yushang finally let go of him—but that didn’t mean He Changning got to leave his side. He took a moment to gather his thoughts and said, “The marriage… it’s happening no matter what. But I want you to promise me one thing.” He pursed his lips, waiting for…

Even after Shang Yushang dropped him off, He Changning still couldn’t figure out what exactly he meant by that last comment. When he walked into the living room, he saw the lawyer sitting on the couch alongside Old Madam Yin, Yin Zhinen, and Cong Min. He quickly pushed aside the storm in his head and…

Things played out exactly as He Changning had expected. Holding the tampered report in his hand, he smiled—eyes completely devoid of warmth. Very well. If they dared to scheme against him like this, they’d better be ready to pay the price. The Yin family living room had become a forbidden zone—every “family meeting” held there…

Shang Yushang didn’t even bother saying goodbye—he just held He Changning’s hand and went straight upstairs. “Changning, can I take a look at your room?” He was trying to distract him, hoping to ease the sting of what just happened. Of course, He Changning understood the man’s intentions. This man was always so thoughtful. He…

Back in his room, Yin Hao smashed an expensive tea set, but it still wasn’t enough to calm the burning rage inside him. Standing by the window, his eyes were clouded with gloom as he plotted. There was no way he could swallow this humiliation. None of this would’ve happened if it weren’t for He…

About an hour later, a soft groan escaped He Changning’s lips, and his long lashes trembled faintly. Shang Yushang immediately leaned in, clutching his hand tightly, his voice strained with worry. “Changning? Changning, can you hear me? Look at me—I’m here, I’m right here.” He Changning slowly opened his eyes, dazed and disoriented. He blinked…