Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 109 Crisis! My wife is trying to force her way into the study, system, save me!

"Click".

The sound of the lock clicking shut was as crisp as a judge striking a gavel.

Lin Zhou leaned against the thick mahogany door of the study, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

He gasped for breath, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, so fast it felt like it was going to burst his ribs. At that moment, his favorite "secret base" instantly transformed into an airtight cage.

It's over, it's over.

Lin Zhou, without even wiping his sweat, rushed to the bookshelf like a headless fly.

There was indeed a bunch of messy props on it, including a Sun Wukong mask bought to appease Nuonuo, leftover pumpkin heads from Halloween, and several dusty parenting books.

But the problem is, there's more than just this junk here.

The top-of-the-line computer on his desk was still in sleep mode; the moment he moved the mouse, the multi-track project file for "Legend" would pop up on the screen. In the drawer, there were several sheets of draft paper filled with lyrics and sheet music. In the corner, there was even an expensive guitar that he usually used to find inspiration.

These things are way beyond the scope of a "stay-at-home dad" who only knows how to cook and take care of kids.

As soon as Su Qingge came in.

As long as her sharp eyes casually sweep across the table.

No micro-expression experts are needed to analyze him; his "Qilin God" persona can be completely exposed in no time!

"Lin Zhou".

Su Qingge's voice drifted in softly from outside the door.

The voice, heard through the door, didn't sound hysterically angry; instead, it was eerily calm, like the deathly low pressure before a storm.

"Don't play dead in there."

"Open the top shelf of the bookshelf and take out all your so-called 'props' so I can check them one by one."

"If it's really a mass-produced toy and it's just a coincidence, then I apologize to you."

"But if I find out..." Su Qingge paused, her tone turning cold, "Lin Zhou, you know the consequences if there's some unspeakable secret involved."

Lin Zhou felt a shiver run through his body, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

What a load of rubbish!

That Lanling King mask was custom-made; the material and texture are completely different from the ones on Taobao! Even a blind person could tell the difference just by looking at them side by side!

"Um... wife."

Lin Zhou frantically stuffed draft papers from the table into the shredder while shouting towards the door, trying to buy time:

"There's really nothing to see! It's all cheap junk, bought years ago and covered in dust! If you want to see it, I'll clean it up and bring it down for you another day?"

"And I have a bit of a stomachache now... Ouch, it might be from drinking cold water at the TV station. I need to go to the bathroom first."

Don't give me that crap.

Su Qingge wasn't buying it at all, and her voice instantly turned cold:

"Lin Zhou, I'll count to three."

"three."

"No, what about the most basic trust between husband and wife? We've just been through thick and thin together!"

Lin Zhou paced anxiously around the room, frantically searching for a place to hide the professional music equipment.

But this study is only so big, where can I hide it?

Hiding it in your crotch?!

"two."

Outside the door, Su Qingge's voice was completely still, even accompanied by a crisp metallic clanging sound.

That's... the sound of a keychain!

Lin Zhou's pupils dilated.

This woman is serious! She really took the spare key!

Once the door is opened, the professional sound card on his desk that hasn't been turned off yet, and the Newman microphone worth six figures on the shelf, will be irrefutable evidence that he can't clear his name even if he jumps into the Yellow River!

"one!"

"System! Help!!"

At this critical moment, Lin Zhou finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a heart-wrenching scream in his mind:

"Stop playing dead! I know you're here! Come out and save the day! If I get caught red-handed, none of us can keep this gigolo!"

"Quick, quick! Do you have any invisibility magic? Or teleportation? Or at the very least, an amnesia spray would be great!"

Perhaps sensing the host's strong will to survive, or perhaps the system was also afraid that this "soft rice king" it had painstakingly cultivated would be ruined.

That cold, mechanical voice finally exploded in Lin Zhou's mind.

[Ding! Host is facing a critical level of exposure crisis!]

[Prohibited items such as invisibility spells and amnesia spray are not currently available for exchange.]

"Damn it! What are you doing out here? To collect my corpse?" Lin Zhou was in despair.

However, based on the current environment, the system recommends enabling the "Scene Replacement" emergency function.

This feature can instantly replace the furnishings and layout of a specified room with a scene preset by the host or randomly generated by the system.

[Note: This feature is very resource-intensive and will deduct 5000 Happiness Points!]

[Redeem or not?]

Five thousand points?

Those were points he had painstakingly accumulated for a long time! He originally planned to use them to exchange for "god-level driving skills" to show off on the track!

But now…

"Change it! Change it now! Even if it means going bankrupt, change it!"

Lin Zhou gritted his teeth, listening to the click-clack of the lock turning, feeling as if death itself was at his throat. "No matter what it is, as long as she doesn't realize this is a recording studio! Hurry!"

[Ding! Points have been deducted!]

[Scene change initiated... Target style: Warm and family-friendly. Countdown: 01 seconds!]

Just as the door lock was about to fully pop open.

An invisible wave instantly swept through the entire study.

The expensive audio equipment, the professional mixing console, the pile of draft papers on the table, and even the guitar distorted in the air for a moment before disappearing into thin air.

Instead, there are colorful lights and shadows.

"Click!"

The door lock is open.

With a stern face, Su Qingge suddenly pushed open the door, a bunch of keys in her hand.

She was mentally prepared to expose whatever was hidden inside, and whether Lin Zhou was the "Qilin" who had deceived her for seven years or not. Today, she was going to break through this barrier.

"Lin Zhou, let's see where you think you're going..."

Before she could even utter the word "hide," Su Qingge's voice caught in her throat.

Her sharp gaze, which had been fixed on the doorway, instantly turned blank, and she froze as if she had been frozen in place.

This…

Is this a study?

The room I remembered, filled with books and somewhat messy but still exuding a scholarly atmosphere, was gone.

What appeared before her eyes was a sea of ​​pink, yellow, and blue balls…

An indoor children's playground?!

A huge slide took up half a wall, the floor was covered with thick foam mats, plush toys were scattered everywhere, and even colorful streamers hung from the ceiling.

And Lin Zhou.

The man she thought was destroying evidence.

Right now, she's sitting in the middle of a pile of ocean balls, holding a giant Pikachu plush toy in her arms, and wearing a pink Peppa Pig mask (the kind you get for five yuan at the supermarket) on her head.

He looked at Su Qingge as she pushed open the door and entered, his face showing a panicked and embarrassed expression, as if his secret base had been discovered.

"Wife! How...how did you get in here!"

Lin Zhou struggled to his feet from the ball pit, hid the cheap mask behind his back, scratched his head awkwardly, and spoke with just the right amount of "shyness":

"Um...wait a minute! Don't come in! It's a bit messy inside!"

"I'm... preparing a birthday surprise for Nuonuo!"