Chapter 15 - 15 Chapter 15: Waiting for Regret (1/2)

15 Chapter 15: Waiting for Regret

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Han Yu thought that made sense. These little girls who were spoiled at home had no idea how tough the world could be and probably had no interest in mundane matters like firewood, rice, oil, and salt. With too much idle time, they entertained wild fantasies and, in the company of frivolous people, they would develop such preposterous and impractical ideas—it was a case of being led astray.

Su Wenyue was aware of one thing that troubled Han Yu deeply: he thought she was the sort of woman who despised poverty and adored wealth, looked down on him, and believed she was shallow, ignorant, and arrogant.

In order to change the image Han Yu had of her and prevent such thoughts from taking root and becoming ingrained, Su Wenyue preferred to act a bit more naive in front of him. Moreover, a man of Han Yu’s intelligence and adeptness at strategy, who wielded power and schemes, likely didn’t want a woman just as clever and calculating by his side. Instead, he would favor the innocent and adorably naive type—easier to deceive, requiring little effort to handle, bringing a sense of ease, not even needing to be wary of one’s own spouse.

Of course, even if she played the naive card, there was a limit to it. She had to make Han Yu see she was only naive and unsophisticated because she was coddled by her parents and kept sheltered, not because she was ignorant or superficial. Only then would she appear endearing—overdoing it would have an entirely different effect.

The Su Wenyue of the previous life, despite being incredibly naive and innocent, was not the least bit adorable. She was willful and capricious, and with Han Yu’s heart filled with grudges against her, she was shunned.

“Still dreaming, huh? You’re married now whether you wanted it or not. You are now officially my wife, the one I, Han Yu, married through proper channels. From now on, stop entertaining these absurd thoughts. In this era, isn’t every woman married according to her parents’ arrangements and the matchmaker’s words? And they still want to choose their own men? Only flighty women would engage in such shameless acts. I bet it’s your cousin who’s been filling your head with such nonsense. Stay away from her from now on.” Even though Han Yu knew his wife didn’t have her eye on anyone else and was simply daydreaming, he still felt a tinge of jealousy and issued his domineering command.

“But…” Su Wenyue seemed somewhat reluctant.

“There are no ‘buts.’ What do you think a married woman can do anyway? Forget about other men; even if there were feelings, they could only be for one’s husband.” Han Yu stopped short of saying explicitly, Just liking me is enough.

“Who said that? Haven’t you heard of the term ‘a woman climbing over the wall’?” Su Wenyue, perhaps reminded of her past life, blurted out the remark on impulse, unsure whether it was a test for Han Yu or to confirm something.

Han Yu, fully aware that Su Wenyue was speaking off the cuff, still turned pale with anger: “Su Wenyue, you dare! If you even think of such a thing, just wait and see how I’ll deal with you. This is outrageous! If that day ever comes, I’ll break your legs and lock you up in a room for life.”