Every word she spoke seemed full of resentment, and he could almost imagine her gritting her teeth. "See you later," he chuckled lightly and hung up the phone. In almost a minute, she called back, but he refused to answer. He just instructed Ah Jiang, "Go to her parents' house."
Having monitored her for so long, he naturally knew where her parents lived. The car quickly arrived at the neighborhood, and he called her again, "I'm here. I'll give you two options as a favor for your birthday. Either you come out by yourself, or I come in?"
" I'll come out!" Her voice almost sounded as if she was grinding her teeth through the phone. He couldn't help but chuckle and replied, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
She came out quickly. After going out of the back gate of the neighborhood, she saw the conspicuous black car parked on the street. Despite it being a winter night on a deserted street, she still looked around before jogging over to the car. She opened the back door and looked at him with a stern face, asking, "What do you want?"
He leaned in and calmly said, "Get in."
She gritted her teeth, bent down into the car, placing a foot inside. Suddenly, he grabbed her arm, pulled her into the car, placed her in his lap, and then held the back of her head to kiss her. Startled, she struggled to move away, asking angrily, "Fu Shenxing, what are you doing?"
Perhaps minding her birthday, she was dressed quite brightly. Her outer cashmere coat was a bright pink, matched with a milky white long sweater. Pushing her to the edge, even the innermost layer was a delicate pink, making her appear more radiant and stunning, like a mesmerizing painting.
She was surprised and angry while struggling to break free. She accidentally noticed the door was still partially open, adding to her panic. She pushed against him while begging, "Close the door, not here!"
He paused and locked his eyes on her face, reaching for the automatic button on the roof to close the door. Then, he pressed the communication button on the console, asking Ah Jiang to drive ahead. The car soon glided away smoothly, and the double-layered windows separated the interior into a quiet world. His voice seemed even lower, "Take off on your own. It's better than me tearing it off, don't you think?"
Her face turned pale, her pupils dark and deep with intense anger and resentment, as she stared at him. She reluctantly began removing her clothes one by one, her coat already halfway undone, her sweater wrinkled... As she reached behind to unhook, he suddenly grabbed her hand, leaned over slowly, and breathed his tipsy alcohol breath on her neck, saying, "Let me."
With his hands around her, he slowly undid the button, then slowly moved down along the centerline, lingering in the delicate parts, savoring along the beautiful curves as if relishing a rare delicacy, unwilling to easily indulge.
Her patience was almost at its limit, and she bit her teeth, asking, "Is this little fuss all about? Can you be more efficient?" Saying this, she forcefully stood up.
No matter how luxurious the car is, space is limited. She stood unsteadily, leaning towards the ground and falling. Only then did he reach out and catch her, his arm coming around from behind to continue what she couldn't finish, and then he pulled her into his arms.
This situation was too embarrassing and humiliating. Her eyes filled with tears as she said softly, "Fu Shenxing, just kill me, consider it a good deed, okay?"
"No," his voice was hoarse and low, but also cold and ruthless.
She closed her eyes slowly, gritting her teeth and said, "Fu Shenxing, if you don't kill me, one day you will regret it."
"Is that so? Then I'll wait to see how you make me regret it."
He suddenly stopped, his arms propped on either side of her, looking down at her from above, mockingly lifting the corners of his lips. "He Yan, do you really think I can't tell if your feelings are genuine or fake?" He lightly traced her face with his fingers, although she was still breathing slightly, the words he spoke were as cold as ice, "No blushing, no panting, no heartbeat. He Yan, even a lady does a better job of acting than you."
He was absolutely right. She was not just pretending, she was enduring. It was as if she didn't even have the energy to hate, just numbly looking at him, asking, "So how do you want me to act? What more do you want from me?"
He wanted to conquer her! He wanted her true feelings, he wanted her to cry uncontrollably in his arms, wanted her face to blush and her body to tremble... He wanted so much, but in the end, it was just a mocking smile. He leaned down and rudely whispered in her ear, "I want you to beg me."
"Okay, I beg you," she mechanically repeated his words.
He lowered his head and kissed her. Unlike the previous time, she did not refuse. She closed her eyes and deceived herself, this man was not the beast she hated, he was Liang Yuanze, her husband, she loved him, she enjoyed everything he brought her.
After a long time, he still didn't want to move, and she remained still, still closing her eyes, silent. He raised his head, looking at her face with some regret as the color faded, then reached down and touched her nose, saying in a hoarse voice, "How good it would be if you were obedient earlier!"
She suddenly opened her eyes and pushed him away. He didn't get angry, silently watching her in panic, even taking out a wet towel from the car and kindly asking her, "Do you want to take a shower?"
How could she take a shower? How could she run out of the dining table to take a shower and then go back, how could she explain to her family? Full of anger and nowhere to vent it, she didn't dare to provoke this tyrant, she wore her clothes indifferently and said, "No, please take me home, my family is waiting for me."
He felt she was simply ungrateful, his slightly softened heart turned cold and hard again. He sneered, pressed the communication button on the console, and ordered, "Ajian, back to the previous place."
Ajian's voice was calm, "Understood."
The car turned around and returned along the same route, back to the previous street. The door opened before the car had even stopped, and He Yan couldn't wait to jump out of the car and walk forward without looking back. After walking a few steps, she heard Fu Shenxing calling her from behind, so she had to turn back and saw that he had also gotten out of the car, with his hands in his pockets, looking sophisticated and smiled mockingly at her, "Teacher He, be careful while walking, don't let your husband see any flaws."
She stared at him and replied, "Okay."
Liang Yuanze didn't see her flaw, he trusted her so much and would never have any doubts about her. He only saw the tiredness on her face, sympathized with her, and persuaded her when they got home, "If you find work tiring, just resign, you'll change jobs anyway after finishing your Ph.D., don't toil for those kids all day, can't even have a decent birthday."
He Yan wanted to cry, feeling guilty and ashamed, she couldn't even look into Liang Yuanze's eyes. She forced a smile, took the change of clothes and went to the bathroom, saying, "It's just busy recently, it's almost the end of the year after all!"
She locked the bathroom door secretly and cried alone for a long time, washing her body countless times before putting on her clothes. Liang Yuanze was sitting in the living room watching TV, noticed her red eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"Nothing, got some shampoo in my eyes when I was washing my hair just now." She looked normal and sat next to him, leaning her body on his shoulder and silently staring at the TV screen for a while, suddenly said without any reason, "Yuanze, let's get a divorce, okay?"
Liang Yuanze was startled and asked, "What did you say?"
She looked at him with red eyes, but suddenly laughed, and laughed more and more, until she laughed and fell down on the sofa. He reached out in astonishment to pull her, "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you? Why are you laughing?"
She just laughed, seemingly laughing tears, wiping the corners of her eyes with her hand, and tried to hold back her laughter to say to him, "I'm just kidding, today at work I heard a colleague tell a joke, saying that the wife suddenly asked for a divorce from her husband, and the husbands' reactions were all different, so we agreed to try it at home."
He still believed her words, feeling helpless and fond as he reached out to tousle her head. "You little troublemaker scared me. Don't play this kind of joke again. Can the word 'divorce' be casually mentioned like this?"
She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but still didn't forget the question she had just asked, so she pressed on, "You haven't given me your answer yet."
"What answer?" he asked, "Divorce?"
"Yes!" she nodded, looking quite serious, "Yuanze, you have to give me an answer too. If I ask for a divorce, what will you do?"
Liang Yuanze frowned slightly, seeming like he didn't want to answer that question at all, but seeing her determined look, he had to reply, "Alright, I'll answer you. If you ask for a divorce because you don't love me anymore, then, okay, I'll let you go because I love you. If you still love me, but want to divorce me for some other messy reasons, then we'll solve whatever problems there are. I'll deal with what I can by myself, and for what I can't, I'll pull you to solve it with me, because we love each other."