To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

The War King stood before Su Mingyue, asserting his dominance. He glanced coldly at Fu Jingsheng: "I don't know if your cousin is from the capital, but she is a guest I brought, and my fiancée. As the groom, Lord Fu, you should keep some distance from your female guests. Otherwise, people will think you're a playboy, wanting more than you have. If this gets back to Lord Su, it won't sound good."

This is a blatant threat.

They threatened Fu Jingsheng not to do anything reckless.

If he acts recklessly, you never know what he might do.

Fu Jingsheng wouldn't dare to go against the War King. And Yu Shao, in his current state, doesn't have that ability.

He apologized again and then went to attend to the other guests.

The War King then sat down next to Su Mingyue, his words dripping with sarcasm: "Are you still in love with him and want to rekindle your relationship?"

"How do you know?" Su Mingyue picked up her tea and took a sip.

“You didn’t reject him when he approached you. This shows that you don’t really hate him and you still have hope for him deep down.”

Hearing his words, Su Mingyue couldn't help but scoff: "I never expected our dignified War King to be so meticulous, even able to study human bodily behavior."

"Even if you still have feelings for him, it's too late. From the moment you agreed to be my fiancée, don't even glance at other men."

"Then there must be something wrong with your eyes. I rolled my eyes at him countless times in my mind, but you can't see it. It's just that the real show has only just begun, so let's take it slow and see what happens. What's the rush?"

"That's true. If he finds out that the woman he married is completely different from what he imagined, his mindset will definitely change. That would be more interesting than just bringing it up directly."

When Fu Jingsheng turned around again, he found that the War King and Su Mingyue had left sometime earlier. He asked around and learned that the War King had left with his fiancée.

With the King of War gone, Fu Jingsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that you've left.

At home, he always felt that the air was not circulating and that it was difficult to breathe.

As the guests gradually left, Fu Jingsheng returned to the bridal chamber to find that Su Ziyu had already retired for the night.

She was pregnant and couldn't overexert herself. Sexual activity was even more out of the question.

“I didn’t expect to get pregnant so quickly after last time. It’s good that I’m pregnant, this is our first child. She must have known we were getting married today, so she chose to tell us today to share this good news with us.”

Fu Jingsheng touched her fair face, but the image of Su Mingyue and the War King holding hands appeared in his mind.

What a hell.

Why would I be thinking about her for no reason?

The ghost lingers.

"You must be exhausted today." Fu Jingsheng regained his composure. "Today is indeed a day of double happiness. Starting tomorrow, you should rest well at home and not overwork yourself. Let Mother and Jingying take care of the household affairs."

“That won’t do.” When it came to the housekeeper, Su Ziyu was determined to get to the bottom of it: “Speaking of the housekeeper, I also want to ask you something. Do you know anything about the furniture that your mother-in-law bought? Look at it yourself, it’s not mahogany at all, it’s just been coated with a layer of red lacquer, and the red lacquer hasn’t even dried yet, and it smells terrible.”

Fu Jingsheng had been busy with official business, leaving all the household affairs to his mother and Jingying, and had not come to see the things in the new house.

After Su Ziyu reminded him, he touched it with his hand and found that the red paint was indeed not dry, and there was a pungent smell in the room.