On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yu Jinzhao grabbed Si Qing's wrist and shoved him backward violently.

She was naturally strong, and since Si Qing hadn't expected her to suddenly attack, he was caught off guard and his front body tilted backward. He braced his elbow against the mattress and barely managed to keep his balance.

He then realized that Yu Jinzhao had actually lost his temper with him. After a moment of astonishment, a barely perceptible hint of surprise welled up in his eyes.

At that moment, a shadow fell in front of them.

Yu Jinzhao stood by the bed, holding a cushion she had taken from the sofa, and threw it at him relentlessly.

With a voice filled with anger, her blood surged and she exploded with great force, "Yes, I want to hit you, and not only do I want to hit you, I also want to curse you. You, Si Qing, have gone too far!"

The feeling of the pillow hitting him was negligible, but he was still stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

He was... being abused by her!

His gaze paused slightly, then he looked up into her eyes, which burned with the flames of anger, like a wildfire spreading from the depths of the Milky Way, a brilliant and splendid display.

Since their marriage, she had always been dignified and elegant in front of him, her face like a sculpted, rigid human skin, no matter how much he oppressed or guided her.

She showed him absolutely no emotion, like a black and white painting that had lost its color.

But now, this black and white painting has finally been restored to its original colors.

Without the forced smile and suppressed emotions, she revealed her truest self, instantly becoming vivid and lifelike.

In a daze, he thought he had returned to the past, to a time when nothing had happened.

She was still his young lady.

Looking at her fierce and arrogant expression, his eyes welled up with tears, unfathomable and unreadable.

"What do you want to say to me, huh?"

The man's voice was slow and gentle, emanating a mysterious allure, like Pandora's box, tempting her to jump into some kind of hell.

She took a deep breath, knowing that if she made a move, she would completely offend the person.

This is the best time to make amends. She should immediately suppress all her anger and carefully try to please him, pretending that she was possessed by a ghost, and then beg for his forgiveness.

After all, she already felt guilty towards him and knew that he resented her. How could she possibly provoke him further?

Therefore, she always suppressed herself, and no matter how aggressive Si Qing was or how many cold looks he gave her, she could only endure it.

She even had no choice but to please him, obey him, and dare not upset him, hoping that one day he would calm down.

She also thought that she could keep enduring until she saved her grandmother, fulfilled her mother's last wish, promoted traditional Chinese medicine, and settled all grudges with him. Then she could live her own life properly and no longer have to be so careful and submissive.

Yes, I can still be myself.

But in that instant, the image of her brother questioning her at the auction that night flashed through her mind, and she also thought of her grandmother lying in the hospital waiting for her to save her.

Those unresolved issues weighed heavily on her heart like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.

This scoundrel knew she was walking on thin ice, yet he was still aggressive, sarcastic, and constantly picking fights with her. She'd had enough!

Since whatever we do is wrong, let's just destroy it!

She clenched her fists, looked around, and saw a few decorative books on the nearby bookshelf. She took them down and started smashing them at Si Qing again.

"..."

She still dared to hit me!

"Si Qing, if it weren't for your sharp mind, your tendency to make unreasonable guesses, and your unpredictable moods, do you think I would be happy to please you?"

“Since I married you, every moment I’ve spent with you has felt like I’m walking on thin ice. You’ve made me remember my duty as Mrs. Si, and I’ve done that. I don’t think I’ve wronged you at all. On the contrary, you’re the one nitpicking!”

She glared at him intently, each glare louder than the last.

Ever since she started trying to please her, she had felt like there was a pent-up anger inside her, but now that she had vented it, the anger seemed to have disappeared!

Si Qing stared intently at her, seemingly lost in thought.

The woman's charming face showed a hint of anger, and her red lips trembled slightly, like floating rose petals.

She spoke these two sentences so quickly and urgently that he didn't quite catch them. He only felt that the way she was accusing him at that moment, so agitated that even the strands of her hair seemed to be straining, made her all the more powerful and moving.

He looks so much better than his usual hypocritical and pretentious self.

Seeing his silence, Yu Jinzhao assumed he was in the wrong, and her narrowed, fox-like eyes grew even more self-righteous.

"I know you're resentful that I treated you like a bodyguard, which is why you were so aggressive, but I've tried my best to make it up to you..."

Si Qing sat up straight, his Adam's apple bobbing, and interrupted her sharply, "Don't mention three years ago to me."

His voice, as if eroded by the sand on the beach, was frighteningly hoarse, and a dangerous and suffocating feeling swept over him again.

It felt like an invisible hand was gripping her throat; her breathing became rapid for a moment, and her eyes froze.

It seems that mentioning three years ago would cause him to have obvious emotional fluctuations, and he would look at her as if she were a sinner.

She gritted her teeth, unable to hold back any longer, and blurted out what was on her mind.

"You say I'm fake, but aren't you fake too?"

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