Chapter 915: Love Is Meant to Be Shown

It inevitably made Song Yinyin wonder if she was just imagining things just now...

"Let’s go."

The man beside her spoke with an uncommonly gentle voice.

Lu Jihan held her hand tightly and urged, "We still have time to take you home now, otherwise if I let you go back by yourself, I’d be worried."

"Mm."

She responded softly, and the two walked into the elevator together.

Lu Jihan personally pressed the elevator button, then wrapped an arm around her slender waist and casually asked, "What have you been up to today?"

"Not much, just spent time with my sister-in-law in the yard tending to the flowers and plants, then did some reading and played the piano. That’s how I whiled away the time."

"Did you find it boring?"

Song Yinyin thought for a moment and said, "A little, so you should find more time for me later, otherwise I don’t know how long I can keep it up."

Lu Jihan kissed her forehead and said, "As long as I have time, I’ll definitely spend it with you."

"Mm."

She nodded and then asked, "By the way, that female secretary, the one with the last name Chi, is she the new secretary transferred from the HR department? I noticed she’s quite attractive and has a great figure, too."

Song Yinyin’s tone was slightly jealous.

Lu Jihan had already noticed her displeased expression, and now hearing her mention Chi Wen, he was even more sure of his suspicions.

He raised his other hand, gently pinching her chin, making her look at him.

"Are you jealous?"

"I’m not! I was just casually asking because she seemed unfamiliar."

Song Yinyin snorted, pouted, and turned her face away from him.

It was clear she was jealous.

Lu Jihan understood Song Yinyin well enough—when she was happy, when she was upset, and when she was jealous, nothing escaped his notice.

He lowered his head and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, making her face him.

Then, he bent slightly, leaning in closer to Song Yinyin’s face until his face was magnified several times and nearly nose to nose with hers.

"What are you doing?"

She glared at him and instinctively stepped back.

But Lu Jihan leaned in anyway, rubbing his nose against hers, and Song Yin felt a tickling sensation on her nose, so she lifted her hand to touch it.

Lu Jihan chuckled, lightly tapping her nose bridge, and said, "Don’t be jealous. In my eyes, besides you, Song Yinyin, other women are just decorations."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

Consoled by his words, Song Yinyin’s inexplicable anger was dispelled just like that.

"Such sweet talk!" she spat.

"I only sweet-talk you—don’t you like it?" he smiled, then cupped Song Yinyin’s face, lowered his head, and let his lips near her petal-like lips.

Song Yinyin was taken aback.

She immediately used both hands to cover his mouth and gave his shoulders a light shove.

"This is the elevator! The security room downstairs will definitely see this on the surveillance footage, let me go!"

She protested.

Lu Jihan maintained a light smile on his face and said, "So what if they do? You’re my wife; isn’t it normal for me to kiss my own wife?"

Song Yinyin blushed and said, "But you are the president of the Mainland Group; being seen with your wife playing... kissing in the elevator doesn’t seem right."

"Silly woman, that’s called showing affection, and it’s meant to be shown off, you little fool!"

Lu Jihan said indulgently, lowering his head to kiss her deeply.