Chapter 4: Unable to stop

Su Man was originally pondering this question.

But she didn’t expect, how could Zhou Chengjing take the initiative?

Zhou Chengjing appeared very straightforward, explaining, “Let him hit me a few times, let off some steam.”

But what use could hitting accomplish?

In the end, it was just a misunderstanding. Su Man wasn’t actually violated. She had no intention of divorcing because of this, nor did she think that hitting him would relieve any anger. If Wang Li found out about this, it would only add to the trouble, adding a bit of resentment to his heart.

“Let it go.”

She endured the grievance, pretending to be magnanimous, and decided to let bygones be bygones: “Let’s just pretend nothing happened.”

Zhou Chengjing didn’t say anything, gave her a deep look, and strode back to his room with obvious anger.

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Zhou Chengjing didn’t respond.

It wasn’t until nearly eight o’clock that Su Man returned with packaged tofu pudding and fried dough sticks. Seeing that Zhou Chengjing had already left, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then pretended as if nothing had happened and called Wang Li to eat.

Wang Li was very attentive, proactively bringing utensils, and his first words were an apology: “Wife, I’m sorry for making you suffer last night.”

Su Man stiffened, thinking he was referring to the incident where she was almost violated. His tone was too gentle, and all the composure she had been maintaining since the incident had completely collapsed, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

“You…”

She had too much to say, whether it was to be coquettish, to complain, or to question…

But Wang Li knew nothing, still apologizing, “I promise, I won’t let my precious wife sleep on the sofa again, okay?”

Su Man held back her tears, feeling dejected and hopeless: he doesn’t know anything.

Her tears fell heavily, splashing onto Wang Li’s arm.

“Why are you crying?” Wang Li was taken aback, quickly wiping her tears with his hand, “Did sleeping on the sofa yesterday make your back hurt?”

Su Man shook her head, choking up as she said, “Don’t invite him to our house again in the future, or anyone else, it’s inconvenient.”

The current house they rented only had one bedroom, indeed inconvenient.

Without hesitation, Wang Li agreed, “Okay!”

The two of them finished breakfast sweetly, then Wang Li washed the dishes while Su Man took a shower, changing out of the underwear that had been marked with wet stains by someone else’s touch last night. She thought that was the end of it.

However, just one day later, on Sunday, when Su Man and her friends returned home after a day of shopping, they were surprised to see Zhou Chengjing in their house again.

He was sitting on the sofa playing games with Wang Li, the TV volume turned up high, and the sound effects of the game filled the whole room.

Su Man’s expression wasn’t too good, because of this person’s lack of tact, and because Wang Li had just broken his promise to her.

“Xiaoman, you’re back?”

Wang Li didn’t notice, still speaking to her with his eyes glued to the screen.

Zhou Chengjing glanced at her, put down the controller, and stood up, “Miss Su.”

His in-game character died without any control, and Wang Li sighed with regret, quickly meeting the same fate.

Zhou Chengjing read a strong sense of unwelcome from Su Man’s eyes, pretended to check his watch, and said, “It’s getting late, I should take my leave.”

“Don’t go, dinner is almost ready, Mr. Zhou, why don’t you eat before you leave?” 

Wang Li just offered out of courtesy, not expecting Zhou Chengjing to agree so readily, “Then I’ll be intruding.”