Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1352 - 1330: Caught My Wife Doing Something Naughty

Chapter 1352: Chapter 1330: Caught My Wife Doing Something Naughty

I originally just wanted to casually browse the news to distract myself and not think about all the mess.

As soon as I went online, QQ popped up.

To her surprise, she clicked the penguin icon; it was MR.N, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time.

Just a short line: "I’m in China right now. You pick the place."

She was stunned, then remembered she had previously messaged him, saying she wanted to meet up. At that time, he wasn’t online and hadn’t replied.

This was his reply after logging on.

He happened to be in China and agreed to meet?

As she was in a daze, MR.N’s icon in the bottom corner of the screen popped up again!

He was online!

Chu Xinyue hurriedly clicked it open.

"Why aren’t you saying anything? You set the time and place." MR.N was straightforward.

Now that MR.N agreed, she became timid, but honestly, she was very excited.

Where to meet up?

Where do people usually meet online friends? Restaurants? Cafés? Bars? Parks?

No...

She raised her face and instinctively glanced toward the master bedroom.

These are all crowded public places. These days, she’s staying in a hotel. If she meets up with an online friend, he’ll definitely find out.

To avoid trouble, she should not let him know.

She didn’t want anything to go wrong with the divorce in half a month.

Thinking it over, she typed out a message: "How about next weekend in the morning, at Mount Jiuhua on the outskirts of Yunling City."

Mount Jiuhua is a famous scenic spot in Yunling, with an ancient temple from the Ming and Qing dynasties, always bustling with pilgrims.

Going on a weekend, she could hike, breathe some fresh air, and relax.

More importantly, it was rather concealed.

Setting it for next weekend allowed two weeks, plenty of time, and most importantly—

In two weeks, that is a half-month later, Ya Chen’s eyes should be almost healed.

By then, she should have completed the divorce formalities and moved out of the hotel.

Thus, even if she met with an online friend, she would be doing so freely, without feeling guilty towards him.

There was no response from his side for a while, then he typed back: "Hiking?"

She felt a bit embarrassed, sensing that she was somewhat old-fashioned; how many young people these days still enjoy hiking?

But she really is just that out of touch—even the Weibo account she had was initially set up by Jiayi.

And not everyone is suited for hiking; perhaps MR.N isn’t normally very active, lacks physical stamina, or isn’t in good health, making such strenuous activity inconvenient?

She blamed herself for not considering it thoroughly and quickly said, "Forget it, let’s change to another place."

MR.N replied swiftly, sounding very solemn: "No need, I said you decide, so you decide, taking back one’s word is inappropriate."

"Okay. Shall we set a secret signal or something, so we can recognize each other?"

"What signal? I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes."

Chu Xinyue was startled: "What do you mean?"

"You’ve posted photos on Weibo."

She breathed a sigh of relief: "You gave me a start, I thought you actually knew me."

She hadn’t touched Weibo for a while; since leaving Nanga, her personal account had been managed mostly by the Ya Family’s PR team.

Occasionally, she would go on to check, but since it was now managed officially and not updated frequently, and even when it was, it was just official content, the account wasn’t as lively as before, only some die-hard fans remained active.

"You might recognize me, but I can’t recognize you. Would you carry something noticeable as a marker?"

MR.N: "Then I’ll bring a black umbrella."

Chu Xinyue sent an "OK" emoji, and the decision was happily made!

After chatting for a while, looking at the time in the bottom right corner of the screen, Chu Xinyue suddenly realized it was already past 1 AM.

Every time she chatted with MR.N, it was as if she forgot about time.

However, her heart felt very full.

MR.N: "Go sleep, it’s late. I don’t want to see a tired, listless panda next week."

He bid goodnight, still as gentle, with a hint of indulgence.

Chu Xinyue said goodnight, closed the computer, yawned, and prepared to head to the kitchen to heat a cup of milk and then sleep.

It was late, and in the whole presidential suite, it was just her and Ya Chen. There was no movement from his side, so he probably went to sleep early, and thus she didn’t wear an overcoat, just her nightdress as she walked out.

The nightdress was something he asked his assistant to buy temporarily; in the evening, a hotel maid had dry-cleaned it and sent it back to her room.

As she walked, the short hem of the nightdress fluttered with her steps, occasionally revealing the lace panties underneath.

For the past half-month, it had just been her and him at the hotel. She couldn’t tell if he had done it on purpose, making someone buy her such a sexy nightdress.

The one she wore tonight was relatively modest, yet it covered the top but not the bottom.

She heated the milk, turned around, and was startled by a long, dark shadow standing in front of her!

Ya Chen stood at the doorway to the master bedroom without turning on the light.

Instinctively, she pulled the V-neck of her nightdress up, but with the thin silken material, it floppily covered and couldn’t hide much.

Her face grew hot as she frowned and grumbled: "Are you a mouse or something, coming out at night without a sound?"

He sounded slightly innocent: "I didn’t know you were outside."

Only then did she realize, exhaling a breath, forgetting for a moment that he couldn’t see and stopping her attempts to cover up, still complaining: "And what’s with the clothes your assistant bought, do they have to be so... sexy?"

She truly suspected he did this on purpose, for his own viewing pleasure!

His dark eyes lifted slightly: "Even if you stripped down, I wouldn’t see it."

That’s true. She said nothing more, walked past him with the milk when a waft of fragrance brushed under his nose, suddenly, he grabbed her slender arm.

She was startled, almost spilling the milk.

The faint moonlight sifted through the windows, casting a cold and scrutinizing light upon his face: "Why are you up so late?"

It felt like a husband catching his wife doing something naughty.

Her heart skipped a beat, nervously withdrawing from his grasp: "Nothing."

He was relentless, adopting an interrogative tone: "How come you’re still up? I heard typing, were you online?"

Her heart raced with anxiety: "First time staying here, couldn’t sleep, just browsing online, is that not okay?"

"There are lots of bad people online, don’t just randomly flirt with strangers."

She truly wondered if he had installed some Trojan on her computer.

Could he already know she was chatting online and even planning to meet someone?

"I’m not a child; I know what to do and what not to do." She paused, straightening her posture, "Besides, even if I’m chatting with someone online, so what? Don’t forget, I’m only here waiting for your eyes to recover."