Yi Yang and Xu Xinyi had just left the study when Mr. Chen, the housekeeper, walked in with a smile on his face.
Mr. Yi had worked in the Yi family since he was young, and had stayed with the family for many years. He had watched Yi Yang grow up.
Lady Yi sat on the sofa, massaging her forehead; her head was pounding after the few words she had exchanged with the couple.
Injustice!
"Mr. Chen, have their room cleaned for Yi Yang and Xinyi. After Dad comes back, they will stay at home for a while."
Mr. Chen beamed, "Sure thing. I'll go arrange that right away. Mr. Yi will be pleased to hear this."
"Wait!" Lady Yi stopped Mr. Chen, "After Dad comes back, get rid of all the entertainment magazines in the house. Not a single one is allowed in front of Dad. Also, any news about Xinyi on TV must not be known to Dad."
Xu Xinyi's reputation was well known, but Mr. Yi didn't know about it due to his two-year retreat in the mountains.
"Dad's health has just turned a corner. The doctor said he can't handle too much stress. So, please pay more attention going forward. Do not let any of those rumors get to Dad's ears.
As she spoke, they heard Yi Yang's angry and uncontrolled voice from outside: "Xu Xinyi!!!"
The two paused for a moment.
It was Mr. Chen who came to his senses first and said with a smile, "Probably, the young master and young madam are playing again."
Lady Yi sighed and said through gritted teeth, "They are really a pair of enemies! Alright, go ahead."
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That evening, Yi Yang and Xu Xinyi stayed at the old house. During the first period of their marriage, they lived there, but later, Mr. Yi fell ill and went to a mountain sanatorium for rehabilitation. They then moved to a downtown apartment under the pretext of convenience. Even though they lived together, Yi Yang was busy with work, and Xu Xinyi was often away from home for months at a time due to her acting commitments. The couple had very little time together.
Being compelled to live in the old house, Yi Yang was 180 percent unwilling, while Xu Xinyi was 360 percent resistant. However, she couldn’t show any resistance; instead, she had to appear ecstatic and expectant. It was a difficult situation.
Thankfully, Xu Xinyi was not someone who liked to dwell on grievances. Two years had already passed; waiting a little longer didn’t matter.
She found it strange, though—Yi Yang had everything prepared for property separation and the divorce agreement, so why did he hesitate at the signing stage?
"Xiao A, why did that bastard suddenly go back on his word? It shouldn't be like this according to reason."
"I don't know about this. But I suggest to the host, don't always use foul language, it's not good."
"Don't get me wrong, usually I don't use foul language." Xinxin said while removing her makeup in front of the mirror, looking at the charming face inside, feeling much better. "Except for Yi Yang, his level of being a jerk deserves special treatment from me."
After removing her makeup and showering, Xinxin swayed in front of the full-length mirror.
Such a great figure and face, it's really a waste on Yi Yang's eyes.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she spotted Yi Yang sitting on the sofa, engrossed in reading, wearing casual clothes, with slightly damp hair falling forward. From Xinxin's perspective, the Yi Yang in front of her without his suit was less domineering and arrogant than during the day, and had a bit more approachability.
Xinxin instantly figured it out.
If he doesn't want a divorce, then he regrets these days, isn't that it?
What's there to be distressed about?
Making a person, or a man, hate oneself, that's really a simple matter.
She walked over in a flurry, pleasantly surprised, removed the magazine from Yi Yang's hand, and sat on his lap, pulling down her sleeve quietly to reveal a fragrant shoulder.
Xinxin used all her skills, using a sweet voice, "Darling, what are you reading?"
When a man hates you, everything you do is wrong.
Not to mention such bold and revealing behavior.
Perhaps a pretty girl like Xinxin might behave like this in front of other men, but Yi Yang was not an ordinary man. This man had a heart of stone, he had long despised Xinxin.
Although Xinxin hadn't figured out why Yi Yang hated her so much.
But that's not important.
"Get off." Yi Yang didn't touch her at all, his expression was unchanged, his tone cold as if in an icy wilderness.
Xinxin could feel the suppressed anger and hostility beneath his emotionless expression.
I won't move if the enemy doesn't move. If Xinxin insists on staying on his lap, flipping open the magazine, which was an academic journal with all English content she didn't understand, she only saw a photo of a female scholar with glasses on the page.
"Darling, are you looking at her? So, tell me, is she pretty, or am I pretty?"
To simply use 'pretty' to summarize the scholar was indeed quite shallow of Xinxin.
For someone like Yi Yang who reads academic journals, his aversion and disdain for Xinxin in his heart probably ran even deeper.
Yi Yang didn't want to pay her any attention, he reached out and pushed her off, without any concern for her.
Xinxin stumbled and fell on the sofa, glaring at Yi Yang.
But considering Yi Yang's mind was clouded, she wouldn't argue with this disabled person.
"Darling, don't be like this. Mom just talked to me, she said Grandpa is not well, wants us to let him hold his great-grandchild sooner." Xinxin's attitude was ambiguous, blinking her eyes and throwing flirtatious glances at him, the meaning behind her words was evident.
— "Quick, push me away, point at me and curse fiercely, say 'Xinxin, don't think that bringing Grandpa out will make me touch you, even if it means having no descendants, I won't touch you for the rest of my life'! Then storm out the door, have a blowout with your mom, using the mother-son relationship to threaten, insisting on divorcing me!" As Xinxin waited excitedly, Yi Yang's face turned pale.
He didn't know why Xinxin would think like this, but before he heard her thoughts, he did want to do that, but when he heard what Xinxin said, he inexplicably calmed down, rubbing his seemingly headache-ridden forehead, keeping a meter away from her, and said in a low voice, "Just stay there, don't come over, whatever it is, just stand there and say it."
— "Why isn't this bastard acting according to reason again?"
Although he thought so, he asked with concern, "Darling, are you okay? Do you have a headache? Shall I massage for you?"
"No need!" Yi Yang took a deep breath, looking at Xinxin's worried and excited face with narrowed eyes.
Although he didn't understand why Xinxin was acting strangely, Yi Yang temporarily had no mood to understand too much.
Grandpa was about to come back, the old man's health was not good, he couldn't take too much stimulation, and with Grandpa's affection for Xinxin, he would never allow himself and Xinxin to divorce.
Since there was no one in the family except himself willing to divorce the two of them, then this marriage, for now, wouldn't end.
He just wanted to see what tricks Xinxin was up to!
The clock slowly pointed to half past nine.
The old Yi family residence was located in the famous Dushui Bay villa area, surrounded by lakes and mountains, far from the city, the surrounding environment was very quiet.
Therefore, the only sound heard in the entire room was the sound of Yi Yang flipping through the book.
After the failure of provocation and seduction, Xinxin, clutching the quilt, decided to continue her actions.
"Darling, it's late, we should go to bed." She got into bed, her long hair falling onto her chest, lifting the covers on one side of the pillow, revealing a section of fair, delicate thigh, alluringly sexy.
The incidents over the past couple of days seemed like she was dancing on Yi Yang's patience, but who was Yi Yang? A young man who had been through many battles alongside his experienced grandfather in the battle-like business world, of all the people he had met, which one wasn't a crafty old fox? Her little tricks simply weren't enough to be worth noticing.
Since Yi Yang could endure so much, she wanted to see for herself how long he could endure.
When she could no longer bear it, it would be the day they divorce!
Eyes avoiding the magazine, Yi Yang saw the 'alluring' scene on the bed, his gaze slightly darkened, his expression cooled, and his cold hands inexplicably warmed, as if holding a ball of fire, gradually burning from his palm to his arm and then spreading throughout his body.
But it was only for an instant, he forced himself to shift his gaze.
"Put your clothes back on."
Xu Xinyi laughed, "What should I wear to bed?" She patted the space beside her and cast a flirtatious look.
She could almost guess what Yi Yang was thinking.
"He must be thinking, 'Even if I have to sleep on the floor, on the couch, on the windowsill, I will never share a bed with Xu Xinyi!', or 'This shameless woman dares to seduce me? Ha, I won't fall for it!'"
After two years of marriage, Xu Xinyi and Yi Yang were rarely together, and on top of that, Yi Yang always disliked her, had a prejudice against her, and was unwilling to share a bed with her.
She remembered the first night after their marriage, Yi Yang looked at her with a cold gaze and told her that he would never love her in his life, let alone touch her. That night he worked in the study all night.
After moving out of their old house, Yi Yang would rather sleep in the guest room than in the master, rather stay in a hotel than go home, as if she were some kind of flood beast, to be avoided at all costs, guarding his virginity as if it were of great value.
Now in the old house, there was only one bed in the room.
According to Yi Yang's previous behavior, he should go to another room to sleep.
"You always despise me, so just go to the guest room and sleep."
When Yi Yang was not happy, she was happy, when Yi Yang was happy, she was not happy.
Hearing Xu Xinyi's voice, Yi Yang walked up to the bed and stood at the edge, looking down at her in silence for two seconds, in contemplation.
After a four-second eye contact, Yi Yang decisively lifted the covers, got on the bed, and went to sleep.
Taking half of the blanket with him.
With half of Xu Xinyi's body exposed, a cold draft made her shiver.
The room fell silent.
"!!!"
Xu Xinyi didn't expect Yi Yang's level of hatred toward her to decrease. This was the first time in two years that he had been willing to share a bed with her, and her face collapsed as if she had eaten a fly.
How can she bear this?
"Husband..."
Yi Yang opened his eyes, "Sleep."
Having said that, he closed his eyes.
Xu Xinyi timidly lay down.
Feeling a bit cold.
She grabbed a corner of the blanket and slowly pulled it towards herself.
The blanket that she pulled over also captured Yi Yang's body temperature.
She didn't actually mind sleeping in the same bed with Yi Yang, but...
"They say that men are full of energy in their twenties, what if this guy, who hasn't been with a woman for so many years, suddenly has some enlightenment at night and tries something with me?"
"But if that's the case, should I call out or resist?"
"No, I can't let this man defile my pure body."
Grabbing the blanket, Xu Xinyi quietly moved away from Yi Yang.
"Warning, your character setting as the 'deeply rooted in love' person is about to collapse, please remedy it!"
"..." Xu Xinyi quietly moved back to her original position.
I'll just stay put. As long as Yi Yang doesn't do anything, I'll sleep.
If he really dares to do something...
Xu Xinyi's gaze fell on the bedside table lamp nearby, which could be useful.
Just as she was about to maintain this distance to sleep, the blanket was suddenly lifted.
Xu Xinyi was startled, then she sat up, clutching the blanket, looking at Yi Yang with a frightened look.
"Here it comes, this guy surely has his mind set on something with me!"
"I'm doomed. What if I get pregnant? Divorce would definitely be out of the question. By then, I'd have a child, my figure would change, I'd become an old hag, and this dog of a man would continue to philander outside, then beat me, insult me!"
"No, I can't accept such humiliation!"
"Beast! A polished, sinister beast!"
Yi Yang got up without a word, turned away from Xu Xinyi, his face pale and angry where Xu Xinyi couldn't see it.
Listen, is this what Xu Xinyi is thinking? A sinister beast has designs on her?
Is she crazy to think that he has designs on her?
Is he so indiscriminate?
Yi Yang regretted. He should have divorced Xu Xinyi long ago, not indulged his curiosity for so long!
There was no movement for a long time.
"What's up?" After tentatively asking these two words, Xu Xinyi felt a bit of ambiguity and swallowed her saliva before changing her question, "Honey, what's wrong with you?"
"You said you don't want to divorce me, right?"
Xu Xinyi nodded with a guilty conscience, "Right."
Yi Yang turned around, forcibly suppressing his anger, his eyes shrouded in mystery, staring intently at Xu Xinyi.
The downward gaze cast a large shadow, and the sharpness in Yi Yang's eyes was evident as he looked her up and down. After silently calculating for a while, he said, "Okay, let's make three rules."
Xu Xinyi faintly sensed a bad omen, feeling that Yi Yang's gaze was not well-intentioned.
Her rational mind prevented her from agreeing, but also from letting Yi Yang continue speaking. But her persona cannot collapse.
She asked in a low voice, "Three rules?"
"First, in the future, when taking on roles, you are not allowed to act in any scenes involving intimacy with men, such as bed scenes and kissing scenes."
Xu Xinyi was surprised and hurriedly retorted, "No, no, honey, I am an actress. The most important thing for an actor is moral character. The script is written by the director. I have to act in whatever way the director wants. Besides, scenes involving intimacy are harmless in the film and television industry, everyone does it..."
"I am not asking for your opinion. You have to run the script by me from now on."
- "Endurance!"
Yi Yang raised an eyebrow, "Second, in the future, you are not allowed to get too close to other actors and celebrities. You have to maintain a sense of propriety, remember, you're already twenty-seven."
- "Criminal, it's criminal. Xu Xinyi, stay calm. Don't be at a disadvantage now. Revenge is a dish best served cold, don't be angry with a twenty-eight-year-old man!"
"Third," Yi Yang's eyes stared deeply at her like a leopard eyeing its prey, watching her every move. "No swearing allowed."
Xu Xinyi instinctively retorted, "When did I swear?"
- "Is this bastard trying to provoke me?"
- "Bastard pervert, I'll curse you, so what!"
Yi Yang closed his eyes and endured, gritting his teeth, slowly, word by word, he said, "If you agree, then I can consider not divorcing you."
Xu Xinyi smiled on the surface but asked A in her mind, "Can I smash this bastard's head in?"
"No, in front of your husband, you cannot break your 'deeply rooted' character."
Xu Xinyi endured and endured again, ultimately, in front of Yi Yang, she smilingly, gratefully, and with the feeling of wanting to smash his head, accepted this humiliating treaty.
"Okay, honey, I promise you, I promise you everything, as long as you don't divorce me, I'm willing to do anything!"
- "Is there anything in the room that I can use to smash this bastard's head?"
Xu Xinyi's eyes wandered around the room, focusing on a vase on the table, contemplating the possibility of using the vase to smash Yi Yang's head.
Yi Yang followed her gaze to the vase, and his face gradually darkened.
"Also, I've said it before, I'm not interested in you. Your body is no different to me than a lady in a marketplace. So please don't be delusional."
His gaze fell on Xu Xinyi's partially exposed fragrant shoulders, white and round, with straight and indented clavicles. Her collar slid down, revealing a wonderful and glamorous curve.
Xu Xinyi choked up.
- "This poor bastard, he's blind at such a young age."
- "A lady in the marketplace? Then do you have the ability to sleep with a lady in the marketplace, you deadbeat jerk!"
Yi Yang's gaze darkened, and he left with a flick of his face, "I'm going to the guest room to sleep."
Opening the door, a servant was standing outside, smiling and asking, "Young Master, Young Madam, Madam wants to know if you want to have supper downstairs."
- "Supper... Haha, you deadbeat jerk, eat shit!"
Yi Yang raised his voice angrily, "No!"