This sentence completely drained Feng Jianjun's energy and infuriated him. Chen Jianjun was a good guy at work, polite to everyone. But at home, he was extremely domineering. He wouldn't allow a woman to argue with him. No matter what, everything had to go his way. No other ideas were allowed.

Feng Jianjun had never expected Cuihua to suddenly say such a thing. He had thought that she was as stupid and obedient as those women before. Who would have thought that he had tried for half a day and a whole day but still failed to win her over.

I looked up at the time and it was already past nine o'clock. It was time to go to bed!

Without saying anything, he walked up to Cuihua, put her under his armpit, and went back to the bedroom. Cuihua was taken away before she could say a word.

About two or three minutes later, Feng Jianjun opened the bedroom door and came out. Cuihua was now gagged and tied to the bed. Only then did she realize how foolish her words had been. Negotiating with the devil was simply courting death.

But it was too late now. With his mouth blocked, he couldn't even shout for help. Feng Jianjun came in, dragging his slippers, holding a small bowl of sesame oil in one hand and two new tools in the other.

Especially when there was an eggplant growing, Cuihua was really scared. An hour at noon felt like an eternity, and an entire night? Was she going to survive?

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu" Feng Jianjun, let me go first.

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo" If you have anything to say, let's talk it out.

Feng Jianjun ignored her and went about his business. He suddenly remembered that he needed to prepare a few small mattresses for the family in the future, otherwise it would be a problem to constantly change the bedspreads. Washing large items all day long was too wasteful and energy-consuming.

Feng Jianjun was doing what he wanted to do, and Cuihua kept making "wooooooo" sounds at Feng Jianjun and ignored her.

After preparing some things, Feng Jianjun finally had time to sit down beside the bed and ask Cuihua, "What? Any other requests? Didn't you make everything clear just now?"

Tears flowed from Cuihua's eyes, and she tried to use her tears to gain Feng Jianjun's pity for her.

Feng Jianjun didn't want to waste time with her. He was old and tired early, so he had to hurry up and get some sleep, otherwise he wouldn't have the energy for work tomorrow. Cuihua also had to go to work tomorrow, so he couldn't be too late.

Just like this, Cuihua spent another night that exceeded her bottom line. The next morning, Cuihua, who had been "tortured" by Feng Jianjun, went to work obediently.

She was truly scared now, not because of anything else. Feng Jianjun had said, "Even if I run to the horizon, he'll have a way to catch me back. Only more fun awaits me."

Throughout yesterday afternoon and evening, Cuihua was very afraid of Feng Jianjun. When she got up in the morning, Feng Jianjun asked her not to take her honeymoon leave and to go to work quickly. Cuihua didn't want to go, but she didn't dare to say no.

Cuihua made breakfast. Now that she finally knew her position in the family, she no longer dared to fry eggs for herself. She only fried a golden, runny egg for Feng Jianjun.

Before leaving, Feng Jianjun specifically checked the parts of Cuihua that were exposed, and only went out together after making sure that everything was fine.

In the elevator, they ran into their neighbor taking the elevator to work. Feng Jianjun had returned to the way he had been before Cuihua saw him: steady, elegant, and a little humorous.

It was this kind of temperament that deceived everyone in the unit. In the elevator, the neighbors even praised Cuihua for finding a good husband.