On the day of his whirlwind wedding, the heir to a wealthy family stood up!

"My house is small, why don't you go back to your villa and stay there!" Su Chenxi pleaded, reaching out to push him away, trying to get rid of him.

Shen Yanchuan squinted as he looked around her small two-bedroom apartment. It was small, but the furnishings were very cozy and comfortable to look at.

“I don’t mind, I’ll stay here tonight.” After saying that, Shen Yanchuan took off his suit jacket, revealing his strong and tall body. He sat down on her small sofa, looked up and said smugly, “Didn’t you say you were going back to your apartment?”

Su Chenxi felt that she was the one who had been played by him. She tidied up her house. Although she hadn't been home for a while, a housekeeper would come to clean for her regularly. This was her last way out, a small home where no one would kick her out.

"My house is very small, so be careful not to bump into anything," Su Chenxi reminded the man. The small 89-square-meter house was designed with two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom, which was enough for her. But for this man's size, he could reach the ceiling with his hand and had to bend down to enter or leave the house.

Shen Yanchuan made an OK sign, seemingly putting aside the unpleasantness between the two of them today, as if his mood had immediately improved.

He stood up and began to look around her small home. He first went into the master bedroom and took a look. The second bedroom was designed as a study, with many paintings on it. He couldn't help but walk over and admire them one by one.

Su Chenxi was squatting on the ground studying her robot vacuum cleaner when she suddenly heard the room go quiet. She turned her head and wondered where the robot had gone.

She got up and went to the master bedroom but found no one there. Then, she immediately looked towards her study. Peeking inside, she saw someone admiring a stack of her drawings. Realizing something, her eyes widened, and she rushed in, shouting, "Don't look!"

After saying that, she reached out and snatched the stack of sketches from the man's hand. She pulled the sketches away, but because she used too much force, the whole stack of sketches scattered on the ground. Among the clothing design sketches, a portrait stood out.

Su Chenxi was startled and reached out to pick it up, but the man was faster. His slender fingers quickly and accurately grabbed the drawing and picked it up. A three-dimensional male sketch came into view.

Who else could it be but Gu Heting? The woman next to him even had someone's name neatly written on it, with a heart drawn below.

Su Chenxi's mind went blank for a few seconds. This was a drawing she made one boring night. That night she missed Gu Heting a lot, so she wrote his name next to the portrait and drew a heart with a strong meaning.

Now, all of this is being observed by a certain man.

The air in the room seemed to freeze. The man's brows were furrowed, and his sharp gaze was fixed on the drawing. In the silence, one could almost hear the sound of his back teeth clenching.

Su Chenxi could hear her own heart pounding. This man had no reason to be angry! After all, she hadn't even met him when she drew this sketch.

Shen Yanchuan turned around, clutching the manuscript. The taut muscles on his handsome face revealed his bad mood. He handed it to her and said in a deep voice, "Tear it yourself, or I'll tear it."

Su Chenxi said, somewhat speechless, "Why did you tear it?"

"Fine, then let it stay where it belongs." Shen Yanchuan said through gritted teeth, crumpled the drawing into a ball with both hands, and threw it into the trash can next to the curtains. The paper ball landed perfectly in the trash can.

Su Chenxi said angrily, "Shen Yanchuan, you can come to my house, but please don't touch my things, and don't damage my drawings without my permission, okay?"

"Between him and me, who do you like now?" Shen Yanchuan leaned against the wall, his gaze pressing in.

Su Chenxi brushed her long hair back from her forehead. This topic was boring, and she didn't want to answer it. She sighed and said, "Stop fooling around."

After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave when the man's long arm suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, his long arm firmly around her waist. "You're not allowed to leave until you answer this question."

Su Chenxi raised her head and looked into the man's dark eyes, where a stubborn and fierce light seemed to be hidden.

Su Chenxi panicked and struggled, saying, "Shen Yanchuan, let me go."

"Tell me, who do you like more now?" The man's voice was as if it had been torn apart; at this moment, every word conveyed a resolute demand for an answer.

Su Chenxi took a light breath, swallowed, and said, "From now on, I won't like anyone else. Can I just like myself?"

She didn't like him, nor did she like Gu Heting; she only liked herself.

The man narrowed his eyes, the upturned corners of his eyes revealing a mocking tone. In his mind, his avoidance of this question meant one thing: she still liked Gu Heting.

Even though he stays by her side day and night, he can't replace the man surnamed Gu in her heart.

The man's breath hitched, and he pinched her chin. At that moment, his intense possessiveness reached its peak, and he kissed her heavily, pressing his lips against hers without allowing her to refuse.

Those red lips are so delicate, so why do the words that come out of them hurt so much?

Therefore, he wanted to punish that little mouth and let her know what the price and consequences of hurting him were.

"Ugh..." Su Chenxi's mind went blank, but her instinct to struggle was still there. However, the man suddenly turned around, grabbed her with his long arm, and pressed her down on the table, making it easier for him to "take revenge".

The man's kiss was filled with surging jealousy and resentment. He forcefully made her loosen her teeth, and in that instant of invasion, he plunged in, focusing intently and earnestly savoring her sweetness.

Su Chenxi's legs were held down by the man, and the back of her head was pinned down, leaving her no choice but to let the man vent his dissatisfaction.

The man fed her mouth little by little his burning hot breath, and even his large hands became restless, torn between restraint and intense desire.

Su Chenxi was finally pulled into the man's arms with a domineering hug. He held her head against his chest, his tone extremely domineering, and said, "Forget about him."

Su Chenxi gasped for breath in his arms, feeling wronged and on the verge of tears, but finally forced herself to push him away and said, "Go back."

Shen Yanchuan lifted her off the table, squatted down to pick up the manuscript paper on the ground, and said stubbornly, "I'm not leaving."

Su Chenxi ignored him. Today, she was not only physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted, as if she had fought a battle.

After restarting the robot vacuum, she went to the kitchen to work. After Shen Yanchuan tidied up her manuscripts, he thought of something and checked the manuscripts below again. Whenever he saw a portrait of Gu Heting, he had to throw it in the trash can.

As his wife, how could she keep portraits of other men? It's incredibly disrespectful.

Fortunately, after looking through the photos, he didn't find any more of Gu Heting's portrait, and he clapped his hands in satisfaction. Just then, he saw a robot vacuum cleaner come in, and he stared at it with great curiosity.

Everything in this woman's house seemed so new and interesting to him. For example, her row of cute figurines and the artistic painting hanging on the wall made him patiently examine and admire them.

Of course, what captivated him most about this home was the lady of the house.