Chapter 2861: My Wife Keeps Stalking Me 21

The next morning.

Jin Chen woke up in Yun Jian's bedroom, opened his eyes, and felt his arms empty.

He pushed himself up, sat leaning against the headboard, and found himself in unfamiliar silk pajamas that fit perfectly—clearly someone had changed him into them.

Jin Chen rubbed his temples, and the long‑missing voice of 999 sounded in his mind.

【Heartbeat Value permission upgrade completed.】

【Detected villain triggering Heartbeat Value, current Heartbeat Value: 90!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value +28, total now 80!】

Jin Chen: "???"

Wait a moment.

He could understand the Heartbeat Value; looking at that little madman, it would be strange if it didn't rise.

But the Blackening Value increased this much in such a short time?

【Cold Relief, re‑detect Blackening Value.】

【Blackening Value confirmed, currently 80!】

Jin Chen: "..."

Weird.

He frowned, unable to figure it out.

Logically, they had been open with each other last night, so Yun Jian's Blackening Value should have dropped—why did it spike instead?

Jin Chen was still thinking when the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Yun Jian poked half his body in, saw that Jin Chen was awake, and his eyes lit up immediately.

He wore a light‑blue lounge outfit, his hair a little messy with a few curls sticking up at the top, looking soft and harmless.

Yun Jian walked over, flung himself into Jin Chen's arms, and gave him a solid hug.

Jin Chen reached out to return the hug, lightly patting his back.

He lowered his gaze to Yun Jian in his arms and asked, "When did you get up?"

"Just got up a while ago." Yun Jian lifted his face, eyes curved, "I prepared breakfast, all your favorites."

Jin Chen nodded, "I'll go change first."

He started to get up, but Yun Jian held him tight, leaned in, and lightly kissed his lips.

Jin Chen didn't resist, letting him kiss him.

Yun Jian looked up at him, took Jin Chen's hand, walked to the bedroom wardrobe, flung the door open, and a row of clothes hung inside.

Half were Yun Jian's, half Jin Chen's, and there were even two sets of loungewear in the styles and sizes Jin Chen usually wears.

Jin Chen: "..."

He stayed silent for a full three seconds before speaking: "When did you take these?"

Yun Jian, however, smiled, cupped Jin Chen's face, kissed his lips, and said in a sweet voice full of affection, "I didn't take them—I saw the brand you usually wear and bought the same; may I help you change?"

Jin Chen grabbed his hand and held it in his palm.

"No."

Yun Jian pouted but didn't insist, just shook Jin Chen's hand and said, "Then change yourself, and come eat breakfast when you're done."

Breakfast was set on the table in the living room.

It was a simple Chinese breakfast, all to Jin Chen's taste.

The two sat facing each other; Yun Jian was in high spirits, nibbling on a fried egg while occasionally glancing at Jin Chen, his gaze so sticky it could draw strings.

His heart swelled with satisfaction, nearly overflowing.

"What are you looking at?" Jin Chen glanced at him, a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Looking at you." Yun Jian answered confidently, eyes curved, "You're handsome."

Jin Chen chuckled, slipped a xiaolongbao into his bowl, and said, "Eat more, don't just stare."

Yun Jian obediently picked it up, took a bite, broth spilled out; he hurriedly lowered his head to catch it, ending up with oil stains on the corners of his mouth.

Jin Chen reached out and gently wiped the oil from the corner of Yun Jian's mouth with the pad of his thumb.

Yun Jian's face flushed, but his eyes shone even brighter.

Jin Chen lifted his hand to ruffle Yun Jian's hair: "Hurry up and eat, the porridge will get cold."

Yun Jian's smile never faded.

After breakfast, Jin Chen calmly brought up last night's topic again—Yun Jian's identity.

This time, Yun Jian did not avoid it.

He curled up on the sofa, head resting on Jin Chen's shoulder, playing with Jin Chen's fingers, "Mm, the Red Mask is me, the VIP identity was my order, the text messages… were also sent by me."

Yun Jian turned his face, rubbing his cheek against Jin Chen's shoulder, "It's all because I like you—I'm afraid you'll encounter danger, afraid someone will take you away, afraid you won't see me."

Jin Chen sighed helplessly: "Liking someone can be confessed; there's no need to stalk, send harassing texts, or drug people."

Yun Jian gradually came down from last night's excitement, his thoughts becoming much clearer.

He tilted his head, thought for a moment, then said seriously, "If I confess to you, will I be able to keep you forever? Then may I confess to you every day?"

Yun Jian said this, then moved closer, took Jin Chen's lower lip between his lips, and gave a light suck.

Jin Chen was amused by his self‑righteous demeanor, raised a hand to pinch Yun Jian's nape, giving a slight warning.

Yun Jian was extremely obedient, actively leaning forward and grabbing Jin Chen's other hand, pressing it against his soft belly—it felt great.

"Feel free to touch."

Jin Chen lost all his temper.

He rubbed Yun Jian's belly, pinched his cheek, and finally said, "From now on, you're not allowed to do that again."

Yun Jian nodded, but his gaze was wandering; obviously he wasn't taking it to heart.

Jin Chen also knew it couldn't be changed anytime soon, so he could only sigh and let the matter rest for now.

When business hours arrived, Jin Chen patted Yun Jian, who was leaning on him and unwilling to move, saying, "It's time to go down; Song Cun and Tan Quan still need to be dealt with over there."

Only then did Yun Jian reluctantly sit up straight, smooth out his wrinkled clothes, and follow Jin Chen downstairs.

Jin Chen returned to the coffee shop, and Yun Jian followed him closely, like a little tail never leaving his side.

Inside the coffee shop, Xiao Liu was cleaning when he saw Jin Chen and Yun Jian enter together; he greeted them with a smile, "Good morning, boss; good morning, Yun boss."

Jin Chen nodded, "Where's Tan Quan?"

"Upstairs," Xiao Liu said, "Song Cun has woken up, and Tan Quan is looking after him."

Jin Chen and Yun Jian went up to the second floor.

The door to Tan Quan's room was ajar; Jin Chen knocked and went inside.