Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 604: Chapter 606: Weight Loss

Yang Chen sighed helplessly and walked over to Liu Mingyu, quietly gazing at her beautiful face up close, lost in thought for a moment.

Her delicately arched eyebrows, her high and finely chiseled nose, and her full, pink lips—these were features he had seen countless times. But looking at them this closely now, Yang Chen found them strangely unfamiliar.

It felt like, although she was his woman, she was also like a stranger.

Suddenly, a strong sense of fear surged within him. Yang Chen instinctively realized that the incident of Mo Qianni being taken away by Ma Guifang in the morning had deeply affected him.

He began to fear that the women who were supposed to be by his side might truly leave him one day, and he would be as helpless as he was this morning.

Ultimately, they might really become strangers.

Yang Chen took a deep breath, his eyes glinting with determination. He clenched his fists tightly for a moment before relaxing them.

Under the dim light, Yang Chen chuckled softly and shook his head, as if mocking himself. He then slipped his hands under Liu Mingyu's legs and back, lifting her from the chair.

Liu Mingyu, in a sleepy daze, didn't wake up. She muttered something in her sleep, her cute, pink lips forming an expression of innocent charm that she didn't usually show.

Yang Chen walked slowly, carrying Liu Mingyu into the bedroom. He gently laid her down on the big bed, adjusted the pillow under her head, and pulled a blanket over her. Noticing she was still wearing high heels, he carefully removed them.

Given the situation, there was no point in waking Liu Mingyu to wash up. The fire burning in Yang Chen's heart inexplicably extinguished.

Watching Liu Mingyu's peaceful breathing as she slept, Yang Chen suddenly felt an unprecedented fatigue—not physical, but a deep weariness in his heart.

Yang Chen didn't feel like going home. He sent a message to Guo Xuehua, saying he wouldn't be coming back, then took off his jacket and pants, lying down on the bed next to Liu Mingyu.

Liu Mingyu seemed to sense something warm beside her and instinctively snuggled closer to Yang Chen, nestling her head against his chest as if he were a pillow.

The scent of alcohol mingled with Liu Mingyu's natural fragrance, which was amplified and filled Yang Chen's nostrils.

Feeling her soft, delicate body in his arms, Yang Chen found that under normal circumstances, he would find such a situation irresistible, even if Liu Mingyu was drunk. But at this moment, he had no desire to do anything. He just wanted the woman in his arms to sleep peacefully. Holding her and feeling her presence was enough to satisfy him.

Yang Chen adjusted his position, letting Liu Mingyu rest more comfortably on his arm, and gently held her tighter.

After tenderly arranging everything, Yang Chen kissed her hair and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

The next day, Yang Chen woke up late in the morning.

He had slept deeply the entire night, which was unusual given his cultivation. Typically, he would be alert even in sleep, aware of everything around him. But this time, he had intentionally let go of all his vigilance, simply holding Liu Mingyu and sleeping.

Sunlight streamed through the bedroom curtains, casting a soft, golden glow on the light brown wooden floor, making the room feel especially warm.

Yang Chen felt the soft body still pressed against him and instinctively tightened his arm around her, smiling contentedly.

Liu Mingyu had actually been awake for a while. The time to go to work had long passed, but she neither woke Yang Chen nor intended to go to work.

When she realized she had fallen asleep like that last night and Yang Chen hadn't done anything, just holding her until morning, she felt an indescribable sweetness in her heart.

In the past, whenever Yang Chen came to see her, he always found ways to be mischievous, making Liu Mingyu occasionally wonder if he came just to satisfy his physical desires. But now, it seemed she had overthought things. This man did know how to cherish her.

"Why didn't you say anything when you woke up?" Liu Mingyu asked lazily, her head resting on the pillow, her hair a messy cloud around her.

Yang Chen, still with his eyes closed, smiled and said, "I haven't slept so soundly in a long time. I don't really want to wake up."

Liu Mingyu had a hunch that Yang Chen was still troubled by the matter with Mo Qianni, which is why he said that. But she couldn't do much to help, so she said softly, "Get up, it's almost noon. How about I make you a bowl of noodles?"

Yang Chen then realized it was late and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you wake me up? Didn't you miss work?"

"You didn't wake me last night, so I didn't wake you either," Liu Mingyu replied with a sweet smile. "I'm skipping work today. Since it's because of you, if the boss complains, you'll have to plead on my behalf."

The mention of "boss" sent a shiver down Yang Chen's spine, fully waking him up.

Seeing Yang Chen's sudden change of expression, Liu Mingyu was puzzled, "What's wrong? If you feel awkward mentioning me in front of President Lin, just say so. I was only joking."

"It's not that," Yang Chen said awkwardly. "But I'm already wide awake now. Let's get up."

Recently, Lin Ruoxi's constant torment had made Yang Chen somewhat fearful of her. He couldn't help but console himself that being afraid of his wife meant he was a good man. Yang Chen, you're truly a model of the new era!

The two got up and freshened up in Liu Mingyu's spacious bathroom. Liu Mingyu had thoughtfully bought toiletries for him, making Yang Chen's heart warm. She knew he couldn't come often but still prepared everything to make him comfortable.

Since she wasn't going to work, Liu Mingyu didn't put on makeup as she usually did in the morning. Her bare face looked more delicate and less seductive.

Wearing a floral home dress and an apron, Liu Mingyu busily prepared noodles in the kitchen with light steps. Though it was hard to tell if it was breakfast or lunch, they still needed to eat.

Yang Chen didn't interfere, lazily leaning on the big sofa, watching a news replay. Compared to before, he was now particularly interested in entertainment news because Hui Lin, after winning the Yulei Star contest, had gained significant popularity in Yanxia. With the promotion by Christine and Liu Yanxi, Hui Lin was on the path to becoming a "little diva." So, Hui Lin often appeared in the entertainment news.

Sure enough, while watching entertainment news, the TV reported on the latest developments of the "super rookie" Hui Lin. It mentioned that Hui Lin was about to release her first solo album, and the renowned lyricists and composers invited for the album gave her high praise. One even boldly stated in an interview, "I believe Miss Hui Lin has the potential to soon replace the current most popular female singer in Asia."

This statement was explosive. The most popular female singer in Asia at the moment was undoubtedly Liu Yanxi, who had also shone at the Grammys in the States. For a producer to say that Hui Lin had such potential was an astonishing claim for a newcomer!

The news also recapped some highlights from the Yulei Star contest, playing snippets of Hui Lin's beautiful performances.

Yang Chen knew these were all promotional strategies by his company's team. Yulei had plenty of money now. Compared to established entertainment and record companies, Yulei might not have much experience, but with enough money, everything was manageable. Plus, Lin Ruoxi was willing to spend big for her sister, sparing no expense on advertising. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such an extended news segment solely about Hui Lin.

As Yang Chen watched, an enticing aroma of noodles wafted from the kitchen, mixed with a unique savory scent, making his mouth water instantly.

"Dear Mingyu, what kind of noodles are you making? It smells amazing!" Yang Chen craned his neck, peeking into the kitchen to see what Liu Mingyu was cooking.

Liu Mingyu glanced back with a radiant smile. "Be patient, it'll be ready soon."

A few minutes later, Liu Mingyu brought out a large bowl of noodles, fitting for Yang Chen's appetite. Upon closer inspection, Yang Chen realized it was the pickled mustard greens noodles he hadn't had in a long time, garnished with some shredded pork and a few dried red chili peppers, making it look incredibly appetizing.

"These pickled greens were made by my mom. They're much more delicious than the ones you buy outside. I've wanted you to try them for a long time, but only now got the chance," Liu Mingyu said with a hint of pride.

Hearing this, Yang Chen chuckled, "Mother-in-law's pickled greens? I don't even need to taste them to know they're good. Come on, let's eat together. I'll feed you."

Liu Mingyu shook her head, "I won't eat noodles. There's fruit in the fridge. I'm on a diet, trying to avoid starch."

"Diet?" Yang Chen said disapprovingly, "You don't need to diet with your figure. Come here and don't eat just fruit!"

"I can listen to you about other things, but I know my own body best. Hmph, you may not think I'm fat now, but if I ever really let myself go, you'll regret it," Liu Mingyu retorted, turning to get a plate of cut fruit from the fridge.

Yang Chen could only grumble, "Just don't lose the chest, that's all I ask."

Liu Mingyu blushed deeply as she opened the fridge, glaring at Yang Chen, "Eat your noodles and stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Chen shrank back a little. When it came to discussing body issues, women were indeed sensitive.

Liu Mingyu's cooking was truly exceptional, and her mother's pickled greens were extraordinarily tasty. Yang Chen devoured the entire bowl of noodle soup, leaving nothing behind.

Liu Mingyu ate some fruit and, seeing how clean Yang Chen had finished his meal, felt immensely pleased. Without minding the grease on his lips, she leaned in and gave him a kiss.

Yang Chen thoroughly enjoyed this affectionate gesture and couldn't help but think how considerate Liu Mingyu was. Whenever he was at home and finished his meals, Lin Ruoxi never gave him a kiss as a reward, despite him cleaning his plate every time.

After washing the dishes, Liu Mingyu took off her apron and asked expectantly, "What should we do this afternoon if we're not going to work?"

Yang Chen was about to ask what she wanted to do when Liu Mingyu's phone rang on the table.