Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!
Chapter 814 - 337: The Gift That Touches the Mother-in-law’s Heart, and the Disappointment in the Cousin-in-law’s Heart (8000 Words Combined)

Zhou Yuwen felt like he was revisiting a familiar place with Su Qing.

But this time, the experience was indeed a little different. Thinking about it, in their past life, Zhou Yuwen and Su Qing were 24 when they had their "first time."

This time, they were only 19.

The feeling was completely different.

In the Xu Huai Region, no one was competing with Su Qing.

Su Qing indulged herself thoroughly. During the two years they were married, their playfulness was wild. When Zhou Yuwen was with other girls, he was more restrained. But with Su Qing, he let loose completely.

They played however they wanted.

Sometimes Su Qing would even dress in her mother's mature outfits, just to accompany Zhou Yuwen in their "games."

For example, Zhou Yuwen would bend one of Su Qing's long legs over her head, pressing her beneath him. Her soft, plump, pale thigh against his skin felt cool, but undeniably smooth.

Under Zhou Yuwen, Su Qing cried out, her words slurred: "Zhou, Zhou Yuwen, how are you so... intense?"

Zhou Yuwen sneered, "You call this intense? I can go harder!"

"So, tell me, am I intense? Am I? Am I?"

"Intense! Intense! Intense!"

"Zhou, Zhou Yuwen, I... I can't take it anymore. You're way too intense!"

Being an old married couple in their previous life, their communication was filled with unrestrained and suggestive banter.

Over the past few days, they'd tried all sorts of positions—Zhou Yuwen over Su Qing, then Zhou Yuwen lying down with Su Qing riding him, taking charge.

She was his original match; she understood him better than anyone else.

Especially when Su Qing wore that white silky shirt Zhou Yuwen loved, leaving it slightly unbuttoned to show her lithe figure as she crawled over him suggestively.

During those few days before New Year's, nothing much happened. Zhou Yuwen had booked a long-term suite at the only star-rated hotel in the county, spending his days holed up with Su Qing.

Though it was winter outside, with bone-chilling winds, inside the room was exceptionally warm.

Su Qing was exhausted every day, her white shirt half-open, exposing one snowy shoulder as she lay sprawled over Zhou Yuwen. Even so, she had her own worries.

At moments like these, she would complain to Zhou Yuwen, saying how unreasonable her mom was.

"I've told her so many times that you're different from other men, but she just doesn't believe me."

"She even called me cheap! What kind of mom says that to her own daughter? Hmph!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuwen found it amusing. Stroking Su Qing's head, he said, "How old are you? Why are you still bickering with her like a little kid?"

"I don't want to argue with her either, but she's so unreasonable! And stingy!" Su Qing climbed off Zhou Yuwen and sat at the edge of the bed in a duck squat stance, pouting as she continued to vent.

She didn't understand. In their past life, everything had been fine.

In this life, Pan Min was suddenly dissatisfied with Zhou Yuwen.

She even went as far as to claim that Zhou Yuwen was just playing with her and forbade Su Qing from being with him anymore.

"Isn't it ridiculous? I've already given myself to you, and now she doesn't want me to see you?" Su Qing scoffed.

Zhou Yuwen replied, "I get where she's coming from."

"In our past life, we followed the conventional steps. We dated for four years. But in this life, everything's been moving way too fast. Your mom has always been a conservative woman—it's normal that she can't accept this."

"So what now, Zhou Yuwen? Are we seriously going to run away together again in this life?" Su Qing looked worried.

Zhou Yuwen reassured her, "No rush."

"I told you, don't worry about this. I'll handle it."

"What are you planning to do?"

Zhou Yuwen said, "Aunt Pan doesn't approve of us because she doesn't feel secure about me being with you."

"We just need to give her a sense of security."

"How do we do that?"

Zhou Yuwen smiled without saying a word.

That afternoon, Liu Shuo called Zhou Yuwen, asking if he had time.

Zhou Yuwen asked what was up.

"Bro, help me out. Didn't we agree you'd go with me to check out cars?"

"Wait, you're going now?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

"Of course now! The dealerships are closing tomorrow for a seven-day holiday. If not now, when? Bro, do you have something else to do?" Liu Shuo asked.

Zhou Yuwen said it wasn't anything urgent.

"Alright then, let's go now. I was thinking of getting a car myself anyway," Zhou Yuwen said casually.

"Huh? Bro, you already have a car!" Liu Shuo sounded confused.

At that moment, Su Qing was lying in Zhou Yuwen's arms, tracing circles on his chest. Zhou Yuwen casually replied, "This one's for my future mother-in-law."

"???" Liu Shuo was stunned, not understanding.

"Wait, bro, what do you mean?"

Not just Liu Shuo—Su Qing also sat up from Zhou Yuwen's arms, confused.

Zhou Yuwen said, "It's for Su Qing's mom. Consider it a meeting gift."

A smile curved across Su Qing's face.

Liu Shuo exclaimed, "Damn, bro, you're really generous!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me what time to meet, and I'll pick you up this afternoon."

They agreed on a time.

As soon as he hung up, Su Qing joyfully pounced on Zhou Yuwen. "Husband, are you serious!?"

"What's there to fake? Without a bit of material impact, how am I supposed to convince your mom to hand you over to me?" Zhou Yuwen said indifferently.

Most women in this world claim they're not materialistic simply because they've never experienced wealth beyond their imagination.

Once they truly taste the allure of money, perhaps not all of them would fall, but at least 90% would succumb to the seductive pull of materialism.

Honestly, in their past life, his mother-in-law had treated Zhou Yuwen quite well.

And during the times when Zhou Yuwen and Su Qing quarreled in their past life, Su Qing once said something he would never forget.