The next morning.
Lin Fei, who was sleeping soundly in a suite at a five-star hotel, was woken up by Mu Shanshan.
To say he was woken up is not really accurate; it was more like being kicked awake.
Were it not for Mu Shanshan's delicate physique and lack of strength, one could have imagined the woman directly kicking Lin Fei off the bed.
Of course, Lin Fei ultimately did not fall to the ground, largely thanks to the fact that the hotel suite's bed was fairly large.
"My dear Shanshan wife, I think you need to give your husband—me—a reasonable explanation within five seconds. After all, we're not at home now, and I don't have to worry about being late for work!"
Lin Fei, rudely awakened by his CEO wife Mu Shanshan's foot, looked very displeased. But it was largely because of something Yang Chenlong had said last night about women intentionally speaking romantically of him.
At this moment, Lin Fei undoubtedly would not have had the patience to give her a chance to explain.
