Untypical Divorce

Chapter 7

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Of course he slept in the same room as her, how could she ask such a stupid question? Jian Yian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, staring at the man who unceremoniously occupied her bed from the moment he entered her room.

"My bed is too small to sleep two people."

"Who said you can't sleep?" He patted the bed. “QueenSize double bed, not too big, not too small, just right.”

Where is it just right? She raised her hand and pointed toward the door. "You go sleep in the guest room!"

"Are you serious?" He teased coolly. "Are you sure you want your dad to know that we sleep in separate rooms?"

"Of course... no." She lowered her hand slumpedly and glanced at him reluctantly. Could this be the purpose of taking her back to her parents' home? In order to sleep with her and eat tofu

"Then you're still stuck there? Come here quickly!" He called leisurely.

She couldn't move.

"Come here." He stood up and pulled her towards him. Her center of gravity was unstable and she fell accurately into his arms. He hugged her and rubbed her ears and temples. The blood flow instantly heated up, burning her face, and she was stunned and cautious.

"You...let me go!" How could he let go of his prey? Ke Muyu grinned and blew ambiguous air in her ear.

"You have to know that a normal man cannot abstain from sex for too long. I haven't eaten outside in the past two years."

His big lie is too full of loopholes, isn't it? Did he think she would be stupid enough to believe it

Jian Yian bit her lip angrily and raised her blushing face from his arms. "You lied! What about Song Qihong?"

"Are you jealous?" He winked teasingly.

"Who's jealous?" She hit him on the chest. "I don't believe you kept your ex-girlfriend as your secretary, not just for the sake of being close to the public."

"If you are unhappy, I will fire her immediately when I enter the office on Monday." He declared seriously.

Is it "fried rice" or "fried squid"? She sarcastically sourly in her heart.

"It seems that you are very jealous." He interpreted her expression on his own, completely enjoying it, and turned over his right hand with a smile.

"Okay; I swear, I've never given her a chance to violate me in these two years."

"Stop coming!" she complained. "What was that kiss I saw in the office that day?"

"That one?" He chuckled. "I tested you on purpose, but I didn't expect that you would actually show your weakness."

"What?" She was surprised. "You knew then that my blindness was fake?"

"Uh-huh." She was so embarrassed. "Then why didn't you expose me?"

"Because I'm curious about what tricks you want to play next." He paused and pulled his lips self-deprecatingly. "I didn't expect that I missed the mark and still let you take away the confidential files."

She was distraught. "Then you... I pretended to have a headache that day, and you knew it was fake?"

"I also guessed that it might be an act." He shrugged. "But you do have migraines. I don't want to take risks. And even if it's just a minor car accident, a concussion may still leave some sequelae."

So he weighed the seriousness before deciding to believe her for the time being. Can she regard this as his care and affection for her

"Then you were so... considerate to me that day, is it true?"

"You think I'm considerate?" He raised his eyebrows proudly, talking about him.

"Reply my question!" she ordered aggressively.

"I promise I mean it sincerely." He smiled at her eyes, which were as deep as a mystery, and seduced her to dive in for a swim.

But she didn't dare, she was afraid of drowning.

The more truthful his assurance was, the less she could allow herself to believe it easily, because she knew very well his prank-loving personality, and ninety-nine percent of his words were teasing her. She changed the subject timidly.

"Let's... do something."

"Okay." He raised his hands and feet in agreement. "I've wanted to 'do' it for a long time."

She choked, her cheeks burning. "It's not that kind of thing! I mean... I said..."

"Let's take a look at your photos!" He suggested thoughtfully, as if he could see through her confusion. "I've been wanting to see your childhood photos since I last came here."

See photos? That's fine, it's better than lying on the bed with him, skin to skin, but not being able to "do" anything.

"All right!"

She got out of bed, found several thick photo albums from the depths of the closet, and sat side by side with him on the bed, admiring each page. He always wanted to laugh at her, either because he thought her hairstyle was awkward or because she couldn't keep up with her dress. Popularity.

"Didn't your dad say that you had sex with a little girl in high school? Why are there no photos from that time?"

"What do you want to see?" She rolled her eyes at him angrily. "If you thought there would be photos of me wearing a black leather jacket and riding a heavy motorcycle, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"No?" He really looked disappointed. “What about the photos of drinking and dancing?”

"No." She replied simply.

He yawned carelessly and she nudged his shoulder angrily. "Is it so boring?"

He giggled. "Okay, so that idiot who chased you in high school should have a photo of him, right?"

She was startled. "You even know about him?"

He hummed. "I heard that he met you on the drag racing track because he admired you very much and worked hard to learn to drag racing."

"Well, he does work very hard." Jian Yian whispered softly, mentioning her first boyfriend, her watery eyes filled with mist of sadness. "But I almost killed him! Once he was racing with me. In order to beat me, he accelerated too fast on the turn. I wanted to stop him, but the two cars overturned. The car accident also scared my parents. broken."

"That's why you promised them not to race anymore and to be their good daughter." Ke Muyu responded. He had heard this story from Jian's father, and it was at that time that he truly realized that he had misjudged her. She was more personal and elusive than he imagined. She was like a buried treasure. Every time he dug out a bit of it, , it will be one more surprise.

He had to admit that he fell in love with digging into her.

"Then do you still have contact with that idiot?"

"How is that possible? We lost contact later." Wei Wei frowned. "And don't keep calling people 'idiot', he's not stupid at all."

He doesn't even know how to drag a car, he's just stupid, and he makes his wife feel guilty for it, which is even more unforgivable!

Ke Muzi scoffed in displeasure, an inexplicable smell of jealousy rising in his chest. "It's up to you now." Jian Yian closed the photo album.

"Me?" He was stunned.

She smiled at him. "You've seen the photos and listened to the stories. Don't you think you should reciprocate? This is called reciprocity."

"What do I have to say?" He did Tai Chi. "You won't be interested in a typical young master's life."

He refused to take the initiative to recruit, so she had to ask.

Taking advantage of the harmonious atmosphere, Jian Yian seized the opportunity to express the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time. "Do you keep in touch with your mother? Why didn't she even come to our wedding?"

He looked cold. "We haven't had any contact since she remarried."

Isn't that when you were fifteen? Did their mother lose contact so early? Jian Yi'an was stunned. She grew up under the care of her parents. She couldn't understand why blood relatives could be so alienated. Even if her mother remarried, they could still continue to communicate, right

"You haven't tried calling her in all these years?"

"Why fight?" His voice was sharp. "She won't answer even if I hit her."

"What?" She was shocked.

"Do you think all families are like yours, with a loving father and filial son, and a happy family?" He looked at her sarcastically.

"Our family... is not completely without problems." She said, "I used to be rebellious, and my dad also lost public money because of his investment failure. He was obsessed with it for a while and lost public funds..."

"But if you call home, they won't answer the call, right? When you are injured, will they rush to the hospital to see you?"

"Are you saying your mother can't?" She couldn't believe it.

"Sometimes I wonder if I am her biological son. I have been raised by my nanny since I was a child, and she doesn't care about me at all."

She stared at him in despair. Although he had a stubborn and cold face and a self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth, she could feel that there was a wound in his heart. The wound may have healed long ago, but occasionally he would touch it inadvertently. It still hurts when touched.

He has a mother who is indifferent to him and a father who is tit-for-tat with each other. He is actually very lonely like this, right

Loneliness, what does it feel like? She found that she couldn't quite understand it either.

"Mu Yu..." She leaned slightly towards him.

"What?" He deliberately misunderstood her actions and asked with a playful smile, "Do you finally want to sleep?"

"What?" She was stunned.

He blinked and then let out a huge yawn. Is he changing the subject? She frowned.

"It's so short, let's not waste time." He joked frivolously, put his arm around her shoulders, and pulled her to lie down with him. "Come to 'sleep' now!" The key words were emphasized with special emphasis.

What did he say

She struggled shyly, her heartbeat speeding up. "You... stop making trouble! Our marriage contract does not include having sex, and the contract has expired long ago. You can't force me!"

"Who forced you?" he interrupted her. "I just said I wanted to 'sleep', what do you think I wanted to do?"

"Ah!" She was confused.

"Or do you really want me to do something to you?" He winked at her playfully. "Although I'm really a little tired, if you insist on me doing it, I can't work hard to be brave—"

"Sleep!" This time, it was her who stopped him. She looked at him with shame and annoyance, pulled up the quilt and covered her hot face.

He closed his eyes with a smile and stopped teasing her. Within two minutes, she heard regular purring in her ears.

No way? She fell asleep so quickly. She stood up and looked at him in surprise. He was sleeping quietly. His handsome cheeks were stained with alcohol due to drinking too much at night, and he looked unexpectedly shy. So cute... She was stunned unconsciously, her heart trembled, and her chest was filled with some kind of strange love and sorrow. "Ke Muyu, you insist on keeping me here

What is the purpose of being around? "

If it was to punish her, why not just be a little bit worse to her? Why do you have to gently play with her heartstrings every once in a while

He doesn't want her to fall in love with him and then dump her, right? Do you think she will fall into the trap stupidly

"I won't, absolutely won't." She swore to herself bitterly, but her blurred eyes betrayed the oath in her heart first, lovingly caressing every fine line on the face of the person beside her pillow and lingering -

The next morning, Jian Yian woke up and found a pair of bright starry eyes staring directly at her. They belonged to Ke Muyu. It seemed that he had slept well and was in a happy mood.

"Morning, wife." He called teasingly.

She was stunned, and her reason warned her that she should get up immediately and distance herself from him, but her emotions allowed her to continue to stay in bed and accept his tender eyes.

"Morning." She curled her lips slightly. Both of them were lying on their sides. They were only a breath apart, and his hands even held her slim waist possessively. "Are you really awake?" he asked with a smile.

"What?" She was puzzled.

"She probably hasn't woken up yet." He muttered to himself, suddenly came over and sucked her lips gently.

She didn't refuse.

He then became more wanton, pecking more diligently and closely, occupying every subtle line on her lips.

She moaned in contentment, leaning closer to him, welcoming every sweet peck he gave her, and returning the favor generously.

She didn't want to push him away anymore. She had long understood that it was just a futile effort. She actually wanted to rely on him and was attached to his body temperature and skin touch. She had always been very attracted to this elusive man and could not help but be tempted...

"Mu Yu." She called him softly, rubbing ambiguous circles on his calf with her delicate feet.

His lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and a wave of heat rushed up to his Dantian. He put his big hands on the back of her neck and asked for her kiss more fiercely. He rolled her in his arms, suppressed her from above, and passionately caressed the graceful curves of the female body with his hands...

"Yi'an, Muyu, it's almost time to get up and have breakfast!"

A harsh voice sounded outside the door, extinguishing the fire that had just started in the room.

"Can we pretend we didn't hear it?" Ke Muyu asked hopefully.

"No." Jian Yian shook his head sadly. The two looked at each other, and then, in tacit agreement, they let out a long sigh that almost stretched to the end of the universe! "Yes, Dad, we are here."

After spending a warm and happy weekend at Jian's house, the couple said goodbye to Jian's father on Sunday evening, and Jian's father reluctantly said goodbye at the door.

"Come here more often in the future!" the old man warned.

"I know, Dad, I will come back often." Jian Yi'an promised obediently.

"I mean Mu Yu." Jian's father didn't want to give his daughter face. It turned out that the object of his true attachment was his strange son-in-law who could accompany him to drink and play chess.

Ke Muyu smiled brightly and cast a playful glance at his stupid wife. "I'll come back when I have time, Dad."

After the two got in the car, Jian Yi'an complained about her husband dissatisfiedly. "You, don't agree to something you can't do. You are so busy at work, and-" She paused abruptly.

And they might not be a couple soon—

Ke Muyu seemed to see through her melancholy thoughts and smiled faintly. "I will come again. Only now do I realize that your dad is quite interesting."

Interesting again? She scoffed. "I think it's nice for three people to get together occasionally, drink and chat."

She was stunned and turned to look at him.

Could it be that he placed his father-son affection on her father? What about his own father? "I know what you want to say." He saw through her thoughts again and sighed teasingly. "My relationship with my father has been very bad since I was a child, and I don't think it can be saved."

"You don't want to save me, right?" she asked intuitively.

He looked straight at the road ahead with a solemn expression and his hands tightly clasped the steering wheel. "Stop talking, I don't want to ruin the atmosphere."

"Okay." Jian Yian nodded and was considerate and didn't ask any more questions. Although she hoped that he would open his heart to her, she also understood that it could not happen overnight.

As long as she can get closer to him every day, that'll be fine...

She smiled thoughtfully and took the initiative to turn on the radio. The two of them listened to pop songs and chatted.

She turned down the intersection and returned to her residence within a few minutes. When she passed a supermarket, she suggested going in for a stroll.

"You want me to accompany you to the supermarket?" He was surprised.

"Is it weird?" she said coquettishly. "Does the young master never buy anything?"

"Of course I can buy it, but not in a place like this." He stared at the supermarket entrance with almost disgust. There were a group of noisy mothers-in-law in there, right? Arguing over trivial matters...

The more he has this attitude. Jian Yianyue wanted to give him a shocking lesson and held his hand. "You come in."

He was stunned. The way she led him forward with head high gave him the illusion of a hen bringing up her chicks—could this woman think that a grown man like him would obediently obey her

"Yian." He called harshly, trying to regain the male dominance.

She looked back and smiled. "Come in, the supermarket is very fun, you must have never seen it before."

It's just a supermarket. Of course he will come in occasionally to buy some beer and the like. What's so big about it

Ke Muyu curled his lips in disdain, not thinking that he could find any fun in such a shabby place, but her wife made him realize that with her, even buying a bottle of sauce was full of fun.

"Now for the prize, what is this bottle?" She picked up a black bottle and asked with a smile.

"Soy sauce." He gave her a look. Do you think he is an idiot

"Correct answer" She changed a bottle. "What about this?"

"White vinegar."

"Okay, what's this next?"

"Black vinegar." It's so boring! He was losing his patience.

"What about this?"

"This-" He was stunned. She unexpectedly conjured up a bottle of sauce from nowhere that he couldn't figure out what it was.

"If you answer correctly, I will kiss you in public, but if you can't answer, you will be responsible for cooking for me today." The smiling eyes were like naughty stars, flickering in his eyes.

Ke Muyu's heartstrings trembled. "It's a good bet, let's do it!" Before she could finish her words, Yuanzhi reached forward and tried to grab the sauce from her hand.

She reacted faster than him, spinning gracefully and nimbly dodging his attack, as if she had expected such a move from him.

"No cheating!" she accused.

"Who said I cheated?" He felt no guilt for his dishonesty. "Don't you know that when we negotiate a deal in the mall, we have to collect information in advance?"

"This is not a deal." She pouted.

"You're right, this is not a deal." He agreed slowly, his electric eyes scanning without leaving a trace. "This is more fun than trading!" Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he took another step closer to her. She quickly backed away, but he immediately changed direction and ran towards the target rack, neatly grabbing the exact same one she was holding. Sauces.

"You are so despicable!" she exclaimed.

He smirked. "Let me see what this label says -" Strange, he can't pronounce this word

Ke Muyu looked carefully in surprise, and then realized that she had found a bottle of sauce with a Japanese label!

She smiled even more exaggeratedly than he did. "Muyu, do you want to see your expression now? It turns out that this is what the so-called three lines on your face look like. I can finally imagine it, hehehe..."

The dignity of a manly man was gone. Ke Muyu was so embarrassed that he couldn't get off the stage for a moment. He strode towards the woman who dared to tease him and hooked her slender neck from behind.

"Have you laughed enough?" he asked threateningly, slightly tightening his grip. "Smile again!"

She was still smiling, her breath was slightly choked, and she even couldn't help coughing, but she just refused to stop her laughter as clear as a bell.

Is this a challenge to him? Do you think he dare not really take action? With a thought in his mind, Ke Muyu turned his big hand and pressed her back against the display shelf. His square lips pressed against those two naughty cherry lips. In public, he should act like a gentleman, not using his hands but using his words, right

"Hey, what are you doing!" She shyly wanted to hide.

He held the back of her neck, not allowing her to move, and kissed her more wantonly, giving her the intimate punishment again and again, until a flashlight suddenly came on -

Someone secretly filmed it! Jian Yian regained consciousness and quickly pushed away the man in front of her. Ke Muyu seemed dissatisfied with her actions and domineeringly pulled her back into his arms, forcing her to face the elusive paparazzi with him calmly.

"Hello, Mr. Ke, I'm a weekly reporter." A middle-aged man appeared from nowhere and handed over his business card.

Ke Muyu took the business card and glanced at it casually. "What's up?"

"It's like this. Someone broke the news to us, saying that they saw you and your wife going to the household registration office to register for divorce a while ago. Is this true?"

"Are you kidding?" Ke Muyu raised an eyebrow and hugged his wife tightly. "Look at us going to the supermarket together as a couple. Doesn't it look like we're divorced?"

"Indeed... it doesn't look like it." The reporter nodded, seeing the two kissing in public, and felt that this revelation was probably a big mistake.

"And I plan to cook for my wife myself tonight, don't you think so? Yi'an." Ke Muyu looked at his wife with a smile.

"Yes." Jian Yian received his hint and felt annoyed in her heart, but on the outside she smiled like a flower. "Mu Yu is a really considerate husband, he loves me very much."

"Then what did you do at the household registration office that day?" the press department asked desperately.

"We are just going to transfer our household registration." Ke Muyu explained calmly.

"That's it." Seeing that he couldn't figure out the reason, the reporter took back the camera very wisely. "Sorry for disturbing you."

"Wait!" Ke Muyu didn't let him go easily. He asked him to delete the photo file before allowing him to leave.

After the reporter left, Jian Yian also lost the nature of shopping and hurriedly walked out of the supermarket. Ke Muyu chased her out and drove her home. Along the way, she remained silent, like a silent statue.

After entering the house, Ke Muyu finally couldn't bear the message and asked sharply: "What's wrong with you? Yi'an."

She remained silent and sat on the sofa.

"Speak!" he urged. "Why are you pretending to be cool? Do you think I will appreciate a woman who is in a cold war with me?"

She froze and stared at him with Yang eyes. "Did you arrange it on purpose just now?"

"You mean that reporter?" His expression darkened. "Do you suspect that I asked him to come?"

"Isn't it? Otherwise, how could he appear in that supermarket so coincidentally?"

"How did I know how it was such a coincidence?"

Still don’t admit it? She gritted her teeth in annoyance. "This is not the first time, Ke Muyu. Every time on a specific occasion, you will arrange for some reporters to deliberately let them take the pictures you want them to take, so as to create the illusion that our husband and wife are happy - it will be the same this time. Right? You knew the reporter was here just now, so you kissed me on purpose, right?" And she was still confused and obsessed by his hypocritical prank, which was so stupid!

He looked at her coldly. "Do you really think so?"

"Otherwise?" she asked sharply, feeling so unspeakable shame and anger that she could hardly breathe.

"That's right! I signed a contract with you, so I am obligated to accompany you in this drama, but it's over! Isn't it? Our contract has expired long ago, why can't you let me go?" Why continue? Insulting her like this and using her as a tool for his own reputation? "Is this one of your ways to punish me?"

He was shocked and narrowed his eyes, his eyes as sharp as blades. "Do you think I was punishing you just now?"

"Is not it?"

"Then you can fight back!" He retorted sharply. "If you really feel so wronged, you don't have to cooperate with me in acting. Didn't you once say that you would ask the media to announce the marriage agreement we signed? Didn't you say that we would announce that we were a contract marriage and expose my lies? You say so !”

"You!" She stared at him in disbelief, her eyes stinging. "Do you really want me to say it? If I really say it, it will ruin your image of a good man who loves his family and his wife and be scorned by everyone. Wouldn't it be fun? Do you hope that others will look down upon you when they see you in the future? Eyes?"

When Ke Muyu heard this, he was stunned and shocked. He looked at Jian Yi'an. Her face was pale and filled with tears, and her chest was faintly waving with unfamiliar emotions.

She said that she didn't want to ruin his image as a good man, for fear that he would be scorned by everyone, but he had done similar things to her before, asking her to go drinking and dancing, hoping that the magazine would take photos of her depravity so that he could be fair and honest. filed for divorce.

Why couldn't he feel the humiliation she was about to face

"Yi'an, do you feel sorry for me?" he asked hoarsely.

"What?" She was stunned.

"Are you reluctant to let me get hurt, so you didn't tell the truth to those reporters?" He caught her eyes with a profound meaning.

She looked away, not daring to meet him. "You are no longer so beautiful! Who would love you and be reluctant to leave you?"

"Or don't you want to be dragged into the water?" he whispered. "If the public knew that you married me for money, they might criticize you for being a money worshipper."

"Gold worshiper?" She breathed in shock. "You...that's what you think?"

"You did agree to marry me for money, didn't you?"

The words were said in an understatement, but it cut her heart bloody, and her whole body trembled with pain.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have signed any marriage contract with him! Chuan Ya was right, she was selling herself and violating her own dignity. She deserved to be looked down upon by him!

"Yes, I am a gold digger, I have no shame, I want money!" She bared her teeth and claws desperately. Anyway, her heart was hurting enough, so she decided to be more cruel and painful. "If I weren't afraid that people would look down on me, I would have told everything long ago. It's not for you, it's for myself! Are you satisfied with this?!"

Ke Muyu looked at her deeply for a long time, sighing hoarsely. "Yian, are you acting again?"

"What?" She was shocked.

"I just discovered not long ago that you are very good at acting. You can even pretend to be blind to deceive me." He said solemnly.

She was speechless, her eyes were blurred with tears, but she wanted to laugh, to laugh that she had brought it upon herself, that she had sown evil causes, and deserved the consequences, and that she thought she was smart and failed to teach him a lesson, but was trapped in this marriage that could not end. She laughed at herself for being stupid and almost fell in love with him again!

"Yes, I'm acting, and I'm the leading actor just like you..." She whispered in a hazy voice, tears falling down her cheeks one by one.

He sighed suddenly and held her trembling shoulders with his big hands. "why cry?"

She pulled her lips together mockingly. "Like you said, I'm acting and pretending to be pitiful. Can't you see it?"

"Stop crying, I know you're not that kind of woman." He comforted her softly, wiping away her tears with his thumbs. "If you really love money so much, you won't refuse if I want to give you a house and alimony during the divorce. You don't use the card I usually give you. You spend most of it at home. I haven’t bought a single piece of jewelry for myself.”

What drama are you acting in now? Why did he suddenly speak softly to her? Want to test her again

She glared at him hatefully, but he smiled at him, that smile was so warm.

"You can buy it, I don't mind."

"Of course I know I can buy it!" She gritted her teeth. "Okay, I'll go buy it tomorrow and I'll max it out for you to see!"

"If you really max out, I will clap my hands for you." Looking down at her, her eyes were as bright as stars.

She looked away in annoyance. "Are you making fun of me?"

"No, Yi'an, I really don't think you are a gold digger." He chuckled softly and turned her face back, asking her to look directly at him. "I was joking with you just now."

Did he say it was a joke? She was so heartbroken and bleeding from the pain, but it turned out that he was just joking? Jian Yian looked at the man in front of her anxiously. He was smiling so brightly and childishly, as if he didn't feel that he had done anything serious and bad just now, it was just a small evil intention.

"Who told you to misunderstand that I asked the reporter to ambush in the supermarket?" He defended himself. "If you think about it carefully, did we enter the supermarket temporarily, or did you say we were going in? How could I have found a reporter who happened to be on call nearby? And we have been together all the time. Did you see me calling someone? ?”

That's right, Jian Yian suddenly felt embarrassed and had to admit that she was being stupid.

In this case, it seems that she shouldn't care too much about him. No matter whether he is "teasing" or "punishing", she always accuses others indiscriminately first. "Okay, I'm sorry. It was my fault. I was too angry at that time, but this... is also your fault. Who told you that you had so many criminal records in the past?" She said coquettishly.

"So you can't blame me for doubting your acting?" He pinched her pretty nose teasingly. "Because you yourself have a history of lying to me."

"I..." She couldn't argue.

"If you know you are wrong, you are not allowed to lie to me again, not even once, do you understand?" He narrowed his eyes and warned evilly. Why is she the only one wrong? Doesn't he feel that he is at fault? She was not convinced and raised her chin proudly.

"Don't you often act in front of everyone and force me to cooperate with you?"

He laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to hook the back of her neck, and drew her into his own area. "We won't be acting anymore from now on, right? Ye An."

"What do you mean?" she wondered.

He leaned close to her ear and blew out his seductive breath. "I mean, let's just play it real."

She trembled unconsciously and raised her eyes in panic. "Did you mean..."

"That's right." He nodded to confirm her guess. "Tear up that marriage contract!"

"You... are teasing me again." Her heart was wild and she couldn't believe it. "This is some kind of revenge against me, right? You don't like me at all, how can you be a real couple with me?"

To him, wasn't she just a pawn? Disposable once used, how could he block his life for her

"Who said I don't like you?" He tapped her forehead. "I just recently discovered that I seem to like you quite a bit."

like? Is he sincere or joking? If you are sincere, why do you have such a casual attitude? She looked at him sadly.

"Okay, even if you might like me a little bit, what do you like about me?"

"Well..." Ke Muyu was asked for a moment and remained silent. As her father said, she is indeed a very dedicated wife. For example, she hates cooking, but she still works hard to learn how to cook delicious dishes for him and his father. She clearly disdains creating a hypocritical public image, but she still accompanies her in every social occasion. He plays a model couple.

She must have often felt suffocated in such a life, but she never complained to him. But these, it seems, are not the bow that is enough to pull his heartstrings...

"I knew you just wanted to punish me." She murmured bitterly.

is that so

Ke Muyu thought deeply in confusion. He was indeed angry with her for deceiving him, but he couldn't help but want to applaud her wisdom and courage. When he bullied her, her tears of fear made him feel distressed.

He once thought she was a very ordinary and boring woman, but recently she has exceeded his expectations again and again. Perhaps he has long been treating her not just as a punishment, but as a desire to conquer—

Yes, he wanted to conquer her and tame her into his own rose. She is smart, sweet, sometimes naughty, sometimes she may stab him stubbornly, but he is the only master in her world.

He wanted to be her only, her everything. Ever since he was a child, no one has completely belonged to him. Maybe she can be the first... After thinking about this, Ke Muyu finally found a reason for his abnormality and announced to the woman in his arms -

"Yian, I want you to be my rose."