The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

The force was so great that Ye Qingluo gasped.

"Hardworking and never complaining? Do you have the nerve to accept such an evaluation?" Chu Lingxuan's words were full of sarcasm.

"Let go." There was no warmth in Ye Qingluo's cold voice.

"What? Are you so guilty that you don't even have the courage to look me in the eye?" Chu Lingxuan looked at her with a smile on his face. "Only a fool like Chu Tianqing would be fooled by you. Oh, no, I should praise you for your cleverness. If Xinrou hadn't reminded me, I might have been moved by your image as a hardworking model wife."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ye Qingluo looked at him slowly.

"Ye Qingluo, stop pretending. The more you pretend to be noble, the more I think you are mean and low. You know best what you have done deliberately. If I hadn't been on guard for the past three years, I would have been the biggest joke in the entire capital today."

After Chu Lingxuan finished speaking, he suddenly swung the hand that had been holding Ye Qingluo's forearm to the side.

Ye Qingluo didn't stand steadily and fell onto the container next to him. His forehead hit the corner of the container and a big red and swollen bump instantly appeared.

Chu Tianqing was so frightened that he hurried forward to help Ye Qingluo up.

"Chu Lingxuan, are you crazy?"

"How did Qingluo let you down?"

"What crazy talk are you talking about? Do you believe what that bitch said?"

Chu Tianqing was still arguing with Chu Lingxuan. Ye Qingluo was in a mess for no reason and really didn't want to stay here any longer. He opened the door and walked out alone.

"Qingluo, I'm sorry."

After coming out of the nearby clinic after getting the medicine, Chu Tianqing kept apologizing to her.

"I'm fine." Ye Qingluo comforted her, "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious. But you, don't mess with him again. Since we're divorced, I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."

"But Chu Lingxuan obviously has a misunderstanding about you. It must be that Ruan who is spreading rumors in front of him. Don't you want to explain it clearly? Are you willing to let him be wronged without knowing the reason?"

"I didn't expect that he would listen to Ruan Xinrou. I would have explained it earlier, but it's unnecessary now. What's the point of explaining it clearly? From the day we divorced, some things can never be undone."

Ye Qingluo did not continue to discuss this topic in depth with Chu Tianqing. Before they parted, she called someone and asked them to order one of Chu Tianqing's favorite perfumes from abroad as a gift for her.

"Don't forget to bring me the fishing rod before the party next Saturday, and I won't bother preparing a gift for your father."

After returning home, Ye Qingluo was absent-minded and had no mood to do anything.

Chu Lingxuan's words kept lingering in her ears.

"The more you pretend to be noble, the more I will think you are despicable and lowly."

"You know best what you have done deliberately."

It's ridiculous. Ruan Xinrou knew what she had deliberately done, and Chu Lingxuan knew it too, but she, the person involved, knew nothing.

Or perhaps, in Chu Lingxuan's view, her consideration for the Ye family could be considered deliberate.

After turning off the lights at night, Ye Qingluo curled up on the sofa and played a movie for himself.

Just as she was dozing off, the combination lock outside the door suddenly rang.

Ye Qingluo suddenly woke up.

"who!"

Being alert, she immediately jumped up from the sofa and picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table.

"I." Fu Yehan's low voice sounded in the darkness.

Recognizing Fu Yehan's voice, Ye Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, put down the fruit knife, and turned on the lights in the room.

The password to the front door was what she told Fu Yehan last time.

She was not a person without a sense of security, but for some reason, she felt that Fu Yehan had a reassuring feeling.

Fu Yehan did not come empty-handed this time. He brought her a bag of beef and a bag of vegetables, saying that they were from a private farm.

Ye Qingluo stuffed the things he brought into the refrigerator, turned around and smiled at him.

"Why did you come here suddenly? As far as I can remember, I don't think I have any appointments this week..."

Before Ye Qingluo could finish his words, Fu Yehan grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms.

Fu Yehan's expression was not good, and his sinister eyes seemed to be poisoned, making people shudder.

"What's wrong with your forehead?" Fu Yehan lifted up the hair that fell on her forehead and asked in a deep voice.

Just now, after Fu Yehan entered the room, he put the things in his hands on the ground and lowered his head to look for his slippers.

Ye Qingluo was also self-aware. He took the things he brought and walked directly to the refrigerator.

She didn't even look back when Fu Yehan introduced the things he brought to her.

It was not until she closed the refrigerator door and turned around that she came face to face with Fu Yehan.

Ye Qingluo didn't expect that Fu Yehan would notice her injury first, and looked extremely unhappy.

"It's okay, I just bumped into you accidentally." Ye Qingluo buried his head in his arms and said it lightly.

"Who touched it?" Fu Yehan lifted her chin, his face still gloomy.

Seeing his serious look, Ye Qingluo smiled, put his hands on his shoulders, and stared at him with a charming electric gaze.

"This is not important. Stop being so stern. Right now - are you coming?"

Fu Yehan was so provoked by her that he lost his temper. He lifted his hand to remove the gauze on her forehead, took a look, and then helped her stick it back on: "Come back after you take a shower."

"That would take up so much time, why don't we take a shower together?"

Fu Yehan was still bending over to check her wound. Ye Qingluo met his gaze, suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised his head and kissed her.

Before Fu Yehan could respond, Ye Qingluo grabbed his collar and dragged him into the bathroom.

Maybe by spending money, you no longer have the burden.

In front of Fu Yehan, Ye Qingluo was completely open.

As her clothes were taken off one by one, Ye Qingluo's indifferent and cold temperament, as well as her worthless dignity, also faded away.

All that's left is a beautiful body that is full of insatiable desires.

After not seeing you for a week, my desire is so full that it's almost overflowing.

Ye Qingluo, naked, was like a fire in the weeds. Once it started, nothing could stop it.

Her thoughts were twisted and deformed. Although they were clearly incompatible, she was madly craving for the rain of blessings one after another.

It seemed that only such a deep fall could make her feel the reality.

Ye Qingluo felt that if she were a man, she might also be a beast.

She entangled Fu Yehan and rolled up and down in the bathtub, stirring up waves of turbulence.

But after finally getting tired of the trouble, he turned against his promise.

"You brought this upon yourself today, so it doesn't count towards your number."

After taking a shower, Ye Qingluo tied a bath towel around his chest and went to the cabinet above the sink to find a hair dryer.

Fu Yehan grabbed her slender waist and pressed her on the sink. Facing the mirror, he asked in a deep voice, "If it doesn't count as a number, then what does it count as?"

Yes.

What does that mean?

Ye Qingluo asked himself, this can't be considered an obligation between husband and wife.

She and Fu Yehan have a relationship in name only, but no obligations.

Their marriage certificate is just a contract.

A contract that guarantees one-to-one legality.

Looking at the dissolute self in the mirror, Ye Qingluo closed his eyes.

“It’s buy one get one free.”