It Hurts

Yan Xiruo had the ideal face. Her forehead was shapely, and her eyes looked bright and clear under her full and natural brows. Her nose was exquisite, and her pink lips were curvaceous like freshly bloomed petals. Her height was mediocre, but her figure was perfectly proportional. If she hadn't swindled the old master, who forced him to marry her, he wouldn't have been so repulsive.

However, he had gotten used to her acting obedient and tamed before him, and seeing her yell was a first. It could be his pride as a man that ignited his frenzy. The hands on her neck locked onto her waist and hurled the powerless woman aside. His towering figure followed right after and pressed her against the wall.

Taking a glance at the threatening yet attractive face, Yan Xiruo felt her heart ache. If he hadn't chased her and arranged such a romantic proposal, she would have hidden her admiration for him deep in her soul.

Yan Xiruo didn't want to show her bitterness. Staring at Lu Jingchen's grimace, she pulled the edges of her lips up and posed a smile more blazing than ever. "Don't touch me if you don't love me! I won't say anything to Grandpa before you become the boss." The aid that Grandpa had given her was something that she could never repay, so she wouldn't want to hurt Grandpa's heart.

A malicious scowl surfaced as Lu Jingchen listened to Yan Xiruo's words. "Yan Xiruo, cut the act! Did you mess around with another man on our wedding night because I've never touched you?" The burning rage began consuming his sanity when he was reminded of her cheating.

He leaned close to her, and she could still smell the perfume from the model earlier. Yan Xiruo pushed against his chest and tried to shove him off.

The girl had her head turned, but Liu Jingchen gazed at her bitten lips. Her spotless cheeks blushed due to the humiliating chagrin.

His friend always complimented Yan Xiruo's beauty, but he had never taken a good look at her. He didn't realize that the once-lumbering and bashful girl had grown into such a charmer.

"Lu Jingchen, don't you find me dirty?"

He stiffened at her words.

With exasperation in his dark brown eyes, he let her go. "Yan Xiruo, let's divorce after I take charge of the company!" The door was slammed behind him, leaving his words of jealous rage lingering in the room.