The vast living room of the villa shimmered under golden lights, yet the atmosphere felt like a bizarre mix of a battlefield and a disco club. The air carried the aroma of expensive soup blended with the sharp scent of spilled drinks. Just then, the heavy mahogany doors burst open.
Zain's adoptive mother, Xuyan, and Aanya's mother, Lu Feng, stepped inside. Lines of concern were etched on their faces—but in the very next moment, those lines froze like stone.
An Unbelievable Sight
Before their eyes stood the man the entire city feared. Shenzhen's coldest and most ruthless CEO, Zain Yan—his coat half slipping off his shoulders. Wearing dark sunglasses, he was actually trying to follow the ridiculous dance steps of Aanya, who was standing on the table. His hands were flapping in the air in something that looked suspiciously like a "chicken dance." Nearby, Kiyan and Jing were spinning in circles, bumping into each other like tops.
Lu Feng's face turned pale. She covered her mouth with her hand, as if she could not believe what she was seeing.
Lu Feng (shocked and angry): "Aanya! What… what kind of nonsense is this? Are you injured or celebrating?"
Her voice carried both fury and disbelief.
But in complete contrast, a sparkle flashed in Xuyan's eyes. When she saw her son—who rarely even smiled—dancing like a madman today, her joy knew no bounds. The room echoed with her applause.
Xuyan (laughing brightly): "Wow! My daughter-in-law has worked a miracle! Zain—who has never danced even with his own shadow—you've turned him into a puppet! Aanya, dear, you really are a little sorceress!"
The Haze of Intoxication and Innocence
Hearing the voice, Aanya turned toward the door with blurry eyes. With a crooked smile on her face, she wobbled off the table. She staggered as if the ground itself was slipping beneath her feet. Walking straight ahead, she threw her arms around Xuyan and rested her head on her shoulder.
Aanya (slurring with hiccups): "Mother-in-law! Look… your grumpy son… he only knew how to drink soup and lick files. I… I turned him into a human today! Look how he's flapping his wings!"
Zain's body went rigid.
The moment he faced his mother's teasing gaze and his mother-in-law's furious stare, his face turned tomato red. He quickly removed his sunglasses and made a futile attempt to straighten his coat.
Zain (clearing his throat, heavy voice): "Mom… you? At this hour? I mean… this is not what you think…"
Two Mothers, Two Reactions
Xuyan stepped forward and gently patted Zain's cheek. Her eyes overflowed with affection.
Xuyan: "Oh my God… Zain? Am I really seeing my stone-hearted son? Aanya has performed a miracle! My son has finally learned to live beyond machines."
On the other side, Lu Feng's temper was rising fast. Her gaze fell on the white bandage on Aanya's head, which had slightly shifted during the dancing. She rushed forward, pulled Aanya out of Xuyan's arms, and made her stand straight.
Lu Feng (shouting): "Aanya! What madness is this? You have a serious head injury, and you're dancing in this condition? Are you even in your senses?"
Aanya looked at her mother, narrowed her eyes—and then burst into loud laughter.
Aanya: "Ah… Mom! You came too? Come on… Zain dances terribly. I'll take you to Jungkook… he's the real star!"
The Heat of the Moment
Zain immediately tried to compose himself. In an instant, he attempted to become the same stern CEO again—but his messy hair and flushed cheeks exposed him completely.
Xuyan (holding Lu Feng's hand): "Lu Feng, calm down. Don't worry. Just look at them—they're so happy. After years, this villa is filled with laughter instead of dead silence. Zain, I'm proud of you… even if your way of taking care of Aanya is a little… unique, it's effective!"
The entire room was still soaked in madness—empty bottles, soup bowls, and in the middle of it all stood a helpless CEO, publicly exposed by his 'sorceress' wife.
The atmosphere became even more entertaining. Xuyan, who was naturally very cool by temperament, could not hold herself back after seeing her son and daughter-in-law in such a lively mood. She grabbed Lu Feng's hand and pulled her into the center.
Scene: Double Chaos in the Villa (Webnovel Style)
Xuyan (laughing): "Oh, Lu Feng! Don't stop the kids today. Look how adorable my son looks while dancing. Come on—today it will be a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law duet!"
Xuyan caught Aanya's hand and began matching steps with her. Aanya, already heavily drunk, became even more energized after getting her mother-in-law's support. Together, they surrounded Zain.
Aanya (pulling Zain's collar): "Listen, you stone-hearted husband! Mom is on my team too. Now you have to dance with us!"
Zain's Doom (Action & Comedy)
Zain, who always carried himself like an influential businessman, was now trapped between his mother and his wife. Aanya was pulling him from one side while Xuyan pushed him from the other.
Movement: Aanya grabbed Zain's hand and spun him in a circle. Because of the alcohol, she staggered—so Zain quickly locked her in his arms to keep her from falling.
Action: At that exact moment, Xuyan pushed Zain from behind, causing his face to bury straight into Aanya's neck. Aanya burst into giggles and messed up Zain's hair.
Zain (helplessly shouting): "Mom! You're acting just like Aanya now! Kiyan! Save me!"
But Kiyan himself was in trouble. Huan Jing had him firmly held, while Lu Feng was lecturing him about her daughter's injury. Kiyan could only wave his hand helplessly.
Aanya (whispering in Zain's ear): "Today you're only mine… Mr. Zain Yan. No office today, no files. Today—just dance!"
Aanya sprinkled a few more drops of wine on Zain and began singing loudly. Zain closed his eyes. He had never imagined—even in his dreams—that his mother and his 'crazy' wife would team up to put him in such a state.
The entire living room echoed with laughter, music, and chaos. Zain might have been annoyed, but there was a smile on his face that he hadn't felt in years. He understood now—these two women were never going to let him live in peace again.
When Xuyan and Lu Feng saw that the fun had crossed all limits, they finally stepped in.
Xuyan (smiling): "Alright, alright—enough fun! It's time to sleep. Zhen, take your wife upstairs. And Kiyan, you handle Huan Jing. We'll take care of the cleaning."
Kiyan was just about to carry Huan Jing out when Xuyan stopped him.
Xuyan: "Kiyan, wait! You can't take her outside in this condition. You both stay here tonight—we'll sleep in the guest room."
Meanwhile, Zhen lifted Aanya into his arms and headed straight to his room. But Aanya's intoxication had not faded—it had intensified. Her mind was still stuck in 'Korea.'
Scene: The Bedroom Atmosphere and Uncontrolled Emotions
The moment Zhen laid Aanya on the bed, she grabbed his collar and pulled him toward herself.
Aanya (heavily drunk, eyes closed): "Hey… Jungkook… you're so handsome… why don't you sing for me?"
Zhen took a deep breath; his heart was beating rapidly.
Zhen: "Aanya, I'm not Jungkook. I'm your husband, Zhen. Go to sleep quietly."
But Aanya was in no mood to listen. Suddenly she felt hot. In her drunken state, her hands moved restlessly. She opened Zhen's coat and threw it aside. Her fingers moved to the buttons of his shirt, trying to undo them.
Zhen tried to catch her hands, but Aanya's actions were disturbing his control.
Zhen (feeling his throat go dry): "Aanya… stop… you're not in your senses."
But the truth was—Zhen was no longer able to control his feelings. Aanya was too close. Her breaths were brushing against his face. His gaze kept drifting again and again to her soft pink lips, now marked faintly white because of the wine.
Aanya brought her face even closer to his—so close that their noses touched. Zhen's mind told him this was wrong because she was drunk… but his heart was losing the battle. Just looking at her pale lips was driving him completely insane.
Aanya (whispering): "Your eyes… they're just like my Zhen's… but you're better than him."
Zhen closed his eyes. His hand tightened around Aanya's waist. His patience was now on the verge of breaking.