The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

020 Chu Jiuyue's morbid psychology 5

However, without realizing it, one can vaguely sense a mysterious aura seeping from the depths of those eyes, like wisps of smoke seeping into the skin and stirring the heartstrings.

Just as Mo Wenchen was about to explore this mysterious feeling in detail, it vanished like a phantom, leaving only a vague illusion. This strange and contradictory feeling was hard for him to describe.

Suddenly, Mo Wenchen blurted out without thinking, "You are my wife."

These firm and fervent words echoed in the air.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiuyue frowned slightly in displeasure.

She didn't like this kind of talk, because in her opinion, it seemed to mean that as long as she became his wife, she would receive his utmost care and love.

This thought made Chu Jiuyue feel resistant, as if something she regarded as a treasure was being coveted by others, a feeling that was truly unbearable.

So she retorted without hesitation, "Does that mean you would treat every woman you have this kind of good?"

Even though she was the one who married him, she wasn't the one who was supposed to be the betrothed. This made Chu Jiuyue, who was already indifferent to everything, feel even more disgusted and uncomfortable when she finally developed a strange feeling for someone.

"It can only be you, it can never be you."

Mo Wenchen knew perfectly well that it was precisely because this person was Chu Jiuyue that he cared so much and that his actions were different.

If it were the original partner, he would know perfectly well that he would only treat her with respect and wait for the right opportunity to file for divorce.

This marriage was something he was extremely unwilling to do, whether it was due to the injury he had suffered or because he had always been resistant to marriage.

When their parents first mentioned the engagement, it was just a casual remark; he never took it seriously, let alone agreed to it.

Chu Jiuyue's eyes flashed with surprise upon hearing this.

She hadn't expected Mo Wenchen to say such a thing, and the discomfort she felt in her heart subsided slightly.

"Hmph." She snorted softly and turned her head away from him.

Mo Wenchen watched her stubborn back, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

I know I owe you something in the past, and I will make it up to you slowly in the future.

Mo Wenchen said softly.

Chu Jiuyue's heart skipped a beat; she didn't know whether she should believe him.

Just then, a commotion broke out outside.

When Mo Wenchen went out to take a look, he found that it was a few gossipy women in the village talking behind his back, saying bad things about Chu Jiuyue being forced to marry in his place.

Mo Wenchen's face darkened, and he shouted, "If you keep gossiping, I'll be very rude!"

Those people were so frightened that they quickly ran away.

Mo Wenchen returned to the room and saw Chu Jiuyue with a calm expression.

"Honey, don't you care what they say?"

Chu Jiuyue shrugged. "People can say whatever they want, why should I care? As long as we're doing well, that's all that matters."

Upon hearing this, Mo Wenchen felt even more admiration for the woman before him and secretly resolved to protect her and not let her suffer any injustice.

……

In the days that followed, Mo Wenchen truly did as he said, putting Chu Jiuyue first in everything.

Whether it was work-related matters or trivial matters in her life, he would quietly help her solve them.

Chu Jiuyue gradually got used to his presence, and the resistance she felt towards him lessened.

By chance, Chu Jiuyue fell ill, and Mo Wenchen stayed by her bedside to take care of her.