The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Is 3 Minutes Not Enough to Get Undressed? Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Is 3 Minutes Not Enough to Get Undressed? Fu Chengzhou walked in, casually shutting the door behind him, tossed his coat onto their big bed, and yanked his tie down a notch. The whole set of movements was mesmerizing.

Bending slightly forward, with his hands braced against the bed, he exuded manliness. He said, “I’ve just got back, can’t I spend a moment being affectionate with my wife? After all… she’s been missing me, right?”

Li Xingwan: “!!!”

Upon hearing these words, she nearly passed out in shock. Those noblewomen who visited her home earlier were clearly here to stir trouble. When had she ever said anything like that?!

The past three years she had lived the carefree life of a wealthy lady, utterly forgetting she had a husband!

“That that that… that was what others said!” Li Xingwan retorted in a panic. Anyway, it had nothing to do with her!

Fu Chengzhou smiled. “So, my wife, you haven’t been, have you?”

Li Xingwan: “…”

If someone asked you this with Buddha Beads, all clear-minded and devoid of desires, just what kind of mood would you be in?

“That’s not entirely true either?” Li Xingwan took a deep breath, skillfully steering the conversation elsewhere.

Fu Chengzhou looked up. “So is it there or not?”

Li Xingwan: “…”

Her face tinged with red, how could she say she wasn’t his wife? But now she was! She had to accept this fact!

She had indeed crossed into the book!

However…

She looked at the robust arm of the man, circled by the Buddha Beads. “You… you wouldn’t break your vows, would you?”

Fu Chengzhou: “…Do you think I’ve been a monk these past three years?”

“…”

This conversation was becoming quite stretched.

And somewhat heated.

“I’ll take a nap,” Li Xingwan said, about to close her eyes. However, she didn’t expect Fu Chengzhou to let her off the hook; he moved from the head of the bed to her side and sat down, his large hand naturally grabbing her arm.

“I do have a question for you.”

“What?”

Just then, the room door was suddenly knocked. Fu Chengzhou looked displeased at the door. “What is it?”

“There’s a Task Card that needs to be given to you,” the person outside said. “It’s for the content you need to record this afternoon.”

“…”

He glanced at Li Xingwan lying on the big bed in a camisole, stood up, and went towards the door.

As he opened the door, he took the Task Card with one hand, then shut the door again.

The person outside: “…”

Left to their own devices, they didn’t see anything of what was happening inside the room. And the camera that followed them up naturally didn’t capture anything either.

Fans in the live broadcast collectively expressed disappointment.

“Inquiring if there’s a bus headed to the kindergarten, I want to hop on for a bit.”

“At this moment, a lonely king floats by… quack quack quack…”

“But seriously, they probably didn’t do anything in the room. Didn’t you see that forbearing, high-level man, when he reached for the Task Card, still had his shirt buttons fastened?”

“Three minutes is probably not enough to undress, right?”

The only true love fan below: “Three minutes isn’t enough to take off clothes??”

Everyone: “…”

The butler covers his face.

Fu Chengzhou returned to the room, opened the Task Card, and glanced briefly at its contents. When he looked up again, Li Xingwan was already so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.

Indeed, she had been worrying these past two days about the owner of the house—as he was now her husband—that he would soon return.