65 Just Talk About Married Life (2/2)

An Xiaoning knew that once this conclusion came out, it would be set in stone.

No matter what she said, it would be meaningless already.

She didn't even have to think about who had incited this conclusion.

It was not a difficult thing at all to settle this issue.

But her heart fell to a bottomless pit. Sure enough, he used his actions to express how he really felt. Between her and Chi Rui'er, he chose the other woman.

Right, because after all, she was the woman he loved most. It was only natural, wasn't it?

An Xiaoning's nail bit deep right into her flesh. The pain overwhelmed her in that instant. She could not bear all that suffering for nothing, she just could not.

During dinner, An Xiaoning cast a glance beside her where he was and said, ”Since you choose to protect her at all costs, then I can't lose out either. Transfer me 20 million yuan tomorrow. You know my account number.”

Jin Qingyan only muttered a single word, ”Okay.”

An Xiaoning mixed the fermented beancurd and vegetables all in her rice — mixed them all together vigorously — and finally ate them in huge mouthfuls. Maybe because she'd earned back the amount she spent on her car, or that she felt her life was worth a lot of money, she smiled as she ate. The smile was almost bitter. It was like she had dumped all her suffering and anger into the rice to swallow it down.

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At night, she lay in bed reading a book while he sat on the couch in the bedroom tasting the drink he concocted, Dreamyanghe.

The blue liquid swirled in the wine glass. While his figure was on the couch, his gaze was focused on her.

An Xiaoning could feel his stare, but she did not look back at him the entire time.

Eventually, Jin Qingyan put down the wine glass and walked towards the bed. He removed the book from her hand and said, ”Let's talk.”

”I have knowledge on almost any area, from astronomy to geography, gossip, and even fortune-telling. I'm not sure which area you want to talk about with me.”

Seeing her playing dumb, Jin Qingyan bent down and moved closer to her. His warm breathing, which carried the faint smell of alcohol, reached her face. He replied nonchalantly, ”Hmm… then let's simply just talk about married life, how about that?”

Without waiting for An Xiaoning's reply, he pressed down onto her soft lips like a ferocious tiger. With one hand pinning down on her arm, his whole body was on hers. She was unable to move an inch.

Her ears turned red hot, but the look in her eyes remained unchanged. It seemed to only emphasize the rift between them. She was completely unaffected by his arousal.

Jin Qingyan stared firmly at her. His lips traveled from her lips to around her face and eventually landed around her ears. ”Be good, open your mouth.”

An Xiaoning gave him a push away and said, with a grin still on her face, ”Let's play cards, shall we? Whoever loses shall drink down a glass of wine.”

”What about the winner?”

”The winner gets to do as they please tonight.”

Jin Qingyan narrowed his eyes. ”That's what you said, okay? It's a deal.”

An Xiaoning sneered inside. Play cards with me, get ready to lose thoroughly.

And so the two started playing. Never would Jin Qingyan have expected that he would lose so terribly that night. He lost five games to her consecutively.

From drinking only one glass to eventually drinking five glasses, he passed out completely after.