After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

“Nannan, you said, ‘If I can come back safely, you will marry me.’ Are you trying to trick me?” Meng Yu’s tone was unfriendly.

Gan Cai'er felt guilty; she had indeed lied to him. However, seeing Meng Yu's expression gradually change, she absolutely could not admit it at this moment. Otherwise, she feared she wouldn't see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Why would I lie to you?" Gan Cai'er retorted stubbornly, "I said I'd marry you, so of course I'll marry you!"

Meng Yu's expression softened slightly.

Seeing this, Gan Cai'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "It's just that getting married should naturally be a grand and glorious affair. How can it be done secretly? If I just go with you like this, wouldn't it be considered an unmarried affair?"

"Or are you planning to hide me away again, keeping me as a mistress that can't be seen by anyone?"

Recalling her past life, Gan Cai'er's words carried a hint of coldness.

"Where did you learn such a sharp tongue?" Meng Yu looked down at her, his fingers gently tracing her lips.

"Don't worry, I will definitely marry you in a proper and honorable way."

“Since it’s a formal marriage, let’s wait until I get the divorce papers before we talk about it,” Gan Cai’er said.

"Heh, after all this talk, you still want to go back to the Lan residence?" Meng Yu scoffed lightly, his tone slightly mocking.

Gan Cai'er hesitated for a moment, but still gritted her teeth and nodded.

She was Lan Tingzhou's wife; there was no reason for her not to return to the Lan residence. If she really went with Meng Yu, then neither Lan Tingzhou nor she would have a chance to live a normal life in the capital from then on.

“Alright, then I’ll go back with you.” Meng Yu smiled.

"What are you doing at the Lan residence?!" Gan Cai'er exclaimed in surprise.

Meng Yu pulled her into his arms, looking down at her with a soft laugh escaping his chest: "Heh, of course you should go and tell Lan Tingzhou who should be your husband."

Although it was the end of summer, the weather was still very hot. Gan Cai'er felt hot, so she took off her outer garment indoors, wearing only a light dress. The dress was very thin, and when Meng Yu put his arm around her, she could clearly feel the temperature of his palm, which was very hot, like red-hot iron.

"My dear, if I were to make love to you in front of him, do you think he would go crazy? Just like I go crazy every day?"

"Tell me, is it better to let that old scoundrel sit and watch, or stand and watch?"

Meng Yu's voice was gentle and tender, like an intimate whisper, but the words he spoke sent chills down Gan Cai'er's spine. In an instant, her scalp tingled.

"Meng Yu! You're a madman!!" Gan Cai'er struggled violently.

"You are shameless and despicable!"

"You're a complete filthy scoundrel!!"

"Get out! Get out of here!!"

"I won't marry you! I'd rather die than marry you!"

Gan Cai'er tried desperately to break free of the restraints using both her mouth and hands, but to little avail.

"Hmm? You're not getting married?!" Meng Yu raised an eyebrow, his voice rising slightly at the end.

"You're so disgusting!" Gan Cai'er said angrily.

“I can be even more despicable, do you want to try?” Meng Yu curled his lips and smiled leisurely.

He placed one hand on her lower back, his rough fingertips kneading her left side, again and again, like plucking a string or gently strumming a zither.

Gan Cai'er suddenly stiffened, feeling a numbness in her lower back, and slumped straight onto the couch. The angry curse that was about to burst out suddenly fell silent. Under Meng Yu's fingertips, her thighs trembled slightly, and her whole body shook uncontrollably.

That part of her body is too sensitive to touch...

This bastard!

"Your skin is as white as snow, as smooth as cream. My dear, may I swallow you whole?"

Then, a bright red tooth mark appeared on Gan Cai'er's waist, contrasting interestingly with the three beauty marks.

Gan Cai'er felt like prey being held in the mouth of a wild beast, with her neck about to be bitten off at any moment.

We can't go back to the Lan residence.

Putting aside Meng Yu's reckless and erratic nature when he's in a rage, the teeth marks he deliberately left on her body make it impossible for her to go back. If Lan Tingzhou saw these marks, he'd probably beat her to death.

Gan Cai'er was filled with regret. Her word "marry" seemed to have unlocked all of Meng Yu's restraints, making him unwilling to tolerate anything any longer, leaving him with no choice but to seize her by force.

Perhaps, it really is time to part ways with Lantingzhou.

Gan Cai'er closed her eyes wearily, letting Meng Yu wrap her in his cloak and speed across the rooftops of the streets and alleys of Kyoto. Finally, they stopped in front of a house.

Gan Cai'er glanced casually through the gap in her cloak and was startled by what she saw. This was neither the Duke of Wei's mansion nor the Jinghua Garden where he had hidden himself in his previous life, but the house on the East City Meridian Street, the Lan Mansion in his previous life.

“My dear, this is your house. You can stay here for now. Once I’ve finished what I need to do, I’ll bring you into the Meng family in a grand sedan chair.”

"Don't worry, I will help you get your divorce papers with Lan Tingzhou."

Gan Cai'er understood the implication in his words and grabbed him, asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Just wait patiently."

Gan Cai'er thought she would be up all night, but she slept very well. Perhaps it was because the entire mansion gave her a feeling of being at home, which made her feel at ease.

She didn't know how Meng Yu could restore the house to its original state from her previous life, almost exactly as she had built it herself. How many times had he climbed the walls of the Lan residence to remember the entire layout so clearly?

At that moment, she suddenly began to believe in the deep affection Meng Yu spoke of.

"Miss, are you really not going back to the Lan residence?"

Xiao Hong was abducted into the house earlier than Gan Cai'er. If Gan Cai'er had arrived any later, she would have cursed the ancestors of the Feng and Meng families for the fifth time.

Gan Cai'er sighed, pointed to the several bite marks on her neck, and said, "How can I go back like this?"

"What will you do in the future?!" Xiaohong asked, her eyes filled with worry.

"Let's get a divorce first. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's sooner or later," Gan Cai'er said listlessly.

"Will the son-in-law agree?" Xiao Hong asked.

"Probably so."

Xiao Hong shook her head, however, thinking that Lan Tingzhou wouldn't do that.

The next day, in a very good mood, Meng Yu, wearing that light green robe and carrying a mandarin duck purse, knocked on the door of the Lan residence.