Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Now it was Li Mo'er's turn to be flustered. She knew perfectly well why he would make such a request.

"But, I..."

Li Mo'er wanted to say that they were not suitable for each other. Although she had only been in this country for two or three days, her thinking seemed to have been subtly changed.

She even thought that marrying him wasn't out of the question, since he was the first man she had ever met under her own identity, and their relationship was entirely between them, without the original owner's involvement.

Moreover, she did have some feelings for him, but at the same time she was also considering that she couldn't support him at all right now. If they really got married, wouldn't she become a gigolo?

“We’re not a good match. The gap between us is too big. I’m just an ordinary farmer.”

Shen Ziche saw that Li Mo'er was refusing, but he didn't want to give up.

"It's alright, the Shen family is wealthy."

It would be a lie to say Li Mo'er wasn't moved by these words; she could tell he was sincere.

"Even if we could, I've never met that Ah Cen, and he might not be able to accept me."

She could accept Shen Ziche, after all, they had spent time together and she had some feelings for him, but the other one she had never even met, wasn't this an arranged marriage?

At this moment, Shen Zicen, who was behind the screen, could no longer hold back and rushed out, pointing at Li Mo'er and shouting loudly.

"Li Mo'er, just say so if you don't want to!"

Li Mo'er looked at Shen Zicen in shock, then stared intently at his limping legs. So he had a leg disability.

She looked at Shen Ziche with sympathy. He had it tough too, not only had to take care of such a large family business, but also this lame and irritable A-Cen.

Shen Zicen was already angry, and when he saw Li Mo'er looking at her brother with sympathy, he knew what she was thinking and instantly broke down.

“I’m not lame, don’t use that as an excuse.”

Shen Ziche saw that Shen Zicen was somewhat deranged and gestured for him to sit down.

"Ah Cen isn't actually a bad person, she just has a bit of a temper."

He apologized to Li Mo'er, and although Shen Zicen was furious, he didn't dare to contradict his brother. He could only sit obediently next to his brother, but his eyes were fixed on Li Mo'er.

Li Mo'er looked the two brothers in front of her up and down. They were exactly the same, but their temperaments were obviously different.

Then she recalled the person who punched her that day, and guessed it was this Ah Cen, who was strong and irritable.

Li Mo'er nodded, muttering, "Not only is he short-tempered, but he also likes to hit people."

Although she spoke softly, Shen Zicen on the other end still heard her and jumped up, "I didn't! It was an accident last time."

Shen Zicen's voice grew softer and softer, clearly lacking confidence.

Shen Ziche was somewhat helpless. A-Cen's personality had caused him a lot of trouble in the past, but he still couldn't change it.

"Mo'er, A-Cen will promise that he will never hit anyone again."

Shen Ziche was worried that Li Mo'er would be scared, so he quietly patted Shen Zicen under the table, making him promise himself.

Shen Zicen felt embarrassed, but could only nod obediently and whisper, "I promise."

Li Mo'er looked at Shen Zicen, who was unusually well-behaved in front of Shen Ziche, and had the urge to tease him.

Pretending not to hear, she leaned closer and asked, "Huh? What? I didn't hear anything?"

Shen Ziche watched Li Mo'er's childlike behavior with great interest and relaxed considerably.

He saw the smile in Li Mo'er's eyes and knew she was joking, so he simply stopped caring, as long as she didn't blame A-Cen.

Shen Zicen clenched and unclenched his fist repeatedly, suppressing his displeasure, and impatiently repeated, "I promise!"

Shen Zicen nodded knowingly at Li Mo'er, thinking that was the end of it, but unexpectedly Li Mo'er said something else.

"What's the guarantee?"

Shen Zicen stared at Li Mo'er's opening and closing mouth, unable to understand how such a small mouth could utter such infuriating words.

Shen Zicen took a deep breath. "I promise I won't hit you again."

Shen Zicen's eyes looked like they were about to cry when she got angry; they were watery.

Li Mo'er stared at it curiously, and she couldn't help but imagine how stunning it would be if those peach blossom eyes were filled with tears.

Soon, she shook her head, throwing away the waste, and felt that she was being a bit abnormal.

Shen Zicen gradually calmed down, only the rise and fall of his chest indicating that he had just been angry.

Thinking of Er Gouzi waiting for her downstairs, Li Mo'er formally said to Shen Ziche, "I need to think about this matter first."

Shen Ziche knew he had been presumptuous, so he agreed.

Shen Zicen tugged at her brother's sleeve, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Brother, does she not want to? If not, I'll just beat her up."

Upon hearing this, Li Mo'er immediately jumped up from her stool and hid three meters away from the table. "Fine, you just promised, and now you're going back on your word."

Shen Zicen hadn't expected Li Mo'er to hear him. He scratched his head, realizing he had spoken very softly.

He chuckled, "I just said I wouldn't hit you anymore, so I can still hit you today."

He emphasized the word "in the future" so that Li Mo'er could hear clearly that he wasn't being unreasonable.

Li Mo'er never expected that Shen Zicen, who seemed so simple-minded, would actually be so cunning as to set a trap for her.

"Alright, Ah Cen."

Shen Ziche watched the two joking around, as if he could already see their future life, which would probably be just as joyful.

"Brother~"

Shen Zicen shouted indignantly, "How can my brother favor an outsider? He's my own brother!"

Li Mo'er saw Shen Zicen stand up while holding onto the table and curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

"Alright, stop making things difficult for your brother. Here's what we'll do: I'll just stand here and let you hit me."

She even patted her chest, as if to assure herself that she wouldn't move.

Shen Zicen was skeptical. "Really?"

Before she finished speaking, Shen Zicen tiptoed and half-jumped over. When she was two steps away from Li Mo'er, Li Mo'er suddenly took a step back.

Then, with a cheeky grin, he replied, "Of course it's fake~"

Then, imitating Shen Zicen, he would sometimes hop on tiptoe and sometimes walk with a limp, making him look as ridiculous as could be.

He chased her all the way to the door of the private room, but couldn't catch up. Li Mo'er slammed the door shut behind her.

Shen Zicen was almost in tears from anger, but she couldn't catch up with her, so she could only turn to her brother and complain, "Brother, look, she's bullying me."

Before Shen Ziche could speak, Li Mo'er pushed open the door again, looked at Shen Ziche and said, "I still don't know what Young Master Shen's name is."

She couldn't possibly call him "Young Master Shen" every time she saw him; it sounded too awkward. Besides, they already knew her name, but she didn't know theirs—that was so unfair.

"My name is Shen Ziche, and that is..."

Shen Ziche pointed to himself, and before he could introduce Shen Zicen, Li Mo'er slammed the door shut, leaving behind the words, "I know."