Chapter 267: Chapter 266 AgreementSang Yan actually wasn’t opposed to having a child,


    but was it really necessary to rush it?


    She turned around and, holding his face, tenderly smiled and cooed, "How about tomorrow night? I need to rest tonight."


    He Ying felt an irresistible urge, "Do we really need to rest?"


    "Definitely."


    She nodded vigorously while giving him a pitiful look with her eyes.


    He Ying’s heart softened a bit, "Then I’ll check."


    Sang Yan: "..."


    This pervert!


    She endured the embarrassment and let him check.


    After his inspection, he ended up doing nothing further.


    "You should go back first. I need to calm down."


    He let go of her and turned away, obviously waiting for her to leave so he could do something naughty.


    Seeing right through him but not saying anything, Sang Yan quickly climbed onto her side of the bed to give him personal space.


    An hour later, he finally came back. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It had been a long time.


    She had almost fallen asleep waiting.


    He came back, radiating a chill.


    The cold woke her up, and as she looked up at him, she saw him in a black robe, his long hair wet and un-dried, soaking his robe.


    "Did you take a cold shower?"


    She frowned in concern, "It’s autumn, and it’s getting chilly. How can you still take cold showers?"


    While asking, she had gotten out of bed and fetched a clean handkerchief for him.


    He Ying took the handkerchief, drying his hair as he spoke, "No worries. Cold showers are effective."


    He had experienced some awakening lately, and now was always restless, excited, and passionate, like a wild animal in heat, never finding a moment of peace.


    Sang Yan: "..."


    Hearing him say that, she felt somewhat guilty for her body being uncooperative.


    Ah, her man, her heart ached for him!


    With nothing left to say, she opened the wardrobe and found a cloak to lay over him.


    At the same time, she took the handkerchief and helped him dry his hair.


    "You shouldn’t wash your hair at night, if it doesn’t dry and you sleep, doing it often could lead to headaches later."


    Her tone was filled with genuine care.


    He Ying, feeling the warmth in his heart, smiled, "Okay. I’ll listen to you."


    When his hair was halfway dry, he pushed her back to bed, "Alright, go to sleep. I still have some petitions to review."


    Knowing he was busy, Sang Yan didn’t insist any further and went to sleep.


    Perhaps because she had slept during the day and had just dozed off earlier, she wasn’t sleepy now.


    The candlelight in Qingning Palace flickered faintly, lighting up a small bright area that didn’t reach the bed.


    She just couldn’t fall asleep.


    She tossed and turned for a while before eventually lying on her side, facing his direction.


    Watching him read the petitions in the candlelight seemed like enjoying the sight of a beauty under the lamp. It was a pleasure.


    Her man was so handsome.


    As she watched, a smile crept onto her lips, and with that smile, she drifted off to sleep.


    She even had a sweet dream.


    In the dream,


    they were back in the modern day.


    She was a rookie assistant just starting her career, and he was a daunting CEO busy with endless tasks.


    One night, President He summoned her to his grand villa.


    It was late at night.


    Under a magnificent and dazzling chandelier, a handsome and aloof man sat on a sofa, giving her a cold stare and then handed her a document.


    Trembling, she opened the document and four bold characters caught her eye— "Sleep Agreement"?


    What did that mean?


    Was she about to be exploited?


    Um... glancing at the wealthy, handsome man across from her, she smirked—actually, she wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea.


    "What are you thinking about? You look so lecherous."


    The man across her frowned, his eyes full of disdain.


    Sang Yan felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped on her, chilling her heart and snapping her out of it; she quickly read through the "Sleep Agreement"—she had misunderstood; President He had insomnia and just wanted her pure company for sleep.


    She felt oddly disappointed, but why?


    "This ’Sleep Agreement’ I’ve drafted is simple. Just sleep beside me until I fall asleep, and once I do, your job for the night is complete. If you have no objections, sign here."


    President He spoke with a serious and formal tone, as if discussing a billion-dollar deal.


    Sang Yan listened respectfully and then pointed to a clause in the document, speaking softly, "Um, Mr. He, sleeping beside you five nights a week? Isn’t that a bit too frequent?"


    He Ying, seemingly impatient, massaged his temples and replied, "The company is going public recently, and the stress is significant. I simply can’t sleep without someone by my side."


    "So this is Mr. He’s unique way of relieving stress."


    Sang Yan instantly understood, smiling ingratiatingly, "Hmm, got it."


    Yet she still had some concerns, "Five thousand a night? Just for pure company, Mr. He, are you sure there won’t be any additional services?"