02

Jiang Yue's face turned ugly with anger, but she couldn't break free of the restraints on her wrists no matter how hard she tried. This scoundrel was incredibly audacious; he looked so refined, yet he was surprisingly strong.

That noisy, unpleasant voice in my head started acting up again, talking about the male lead and the husband.

Jiang Yue vaguely understood who the person in front of her was.

The husband of the body's owner.

What terrible taste she had, marrying such a scoundrel.

You need to change the male lead's prejudice against you.

You need to be a gentle and virtuous wife.

You can't be as arrogant and domineering as before.

Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death.

The system had just finished saying those words.

Jiang Yue pursed her lips and said, "I'm warning you, let go of me right now, or I'll make you wish you were dead."

The system crashed immediately.

Zhou Ji controlled her wrists, pinned them behind her back, and pressed her into the pillowcase.

He casually pulled off his tie and easily bound her wrists. His long, slender thumb pinched her chin; the girl's skin was delicate and smooth, and his fingerprints were clearly visible.

He stared into her eyes. "Jiang Yue, are you addicted?"

Jiang Yue remained silent for a while, gradually realizing that her threats were ineffective against this man.

Zhou Ji found her tense expression and speechless anger to be somewhat endearing.

He was probably too busy lately, and even Jiang Yue seemed more pleasing to the eye.

He didn't expect his wife, who was just a pretty face, to be content with her lot.

But I also don't like her occasional antics.

Zhou Ji pinched her thumb harder, "Jiang Yue, I'm giving you my advice: just be a pretty face."

He doesn't love her at all.

That's enough.

It can be discarded at any time.

Anyone with a modicum of intelligence wouldn't irritate him in a situation like this.

Jiang Yue felt a sudden, inexplicable pang in her heart.

The dull pain made her feel suffocated in her chest.

It must be that the original owner of this body was deeply in love with the cold man in front of him, which is why he was in such pain.

She hates the feeling of being controlled by other people's feelings.

She is a noble princess!

Jiang Yue looked at him expressionlessly, having adapted well to her new identity. "I also advise you not to be so arrogant."

Zhou Ji paused for a few seconds, then quickly regained his composure. He raised an eyebrow. "Okay."

Jiang Yue wasn't used to being so close to a man, their breaths mingling, creating a kind of ambiguous and intimate feeling.

She turned her face away, saying, "Get out."

Zhou Ji clicked his tongue and released his grip.

For the past two months, Jiang Yue has been dedicated to playing the role of a virtuous wife and loving mother in front of him, being gentle, considerate, and sensible, while secretly beating and scolding others at the slightest provocation.

He even hired someone to run over Zhao Shuyan with a car.

Zhou Ji didn't believe she would suddenly change her personality; perhaps this was just another performance by her.

Zhou Ji's clothes were still neat.

Jiang Yue's skirt was already a bit wrinkled, and the hem was pushed up to her upper thighs. Her legs were long, straight, and very white.

Zhou Ji looked at her quietly, his eyes darkening.

Jiang Yue had just gotten out of bed when she felt dizzy and was pushed back into the covers.

The man's aura was aggressive.

An intense pressure swept over her.

Jiang Yue was furious. This scoundrel was incredibly audacious and courting death! She was now like a tiger fallen into the plains, being bullied by dogs!

"What do you want to do?" she asked, her voice trembling with anger and cold.

The man's nose gently brushed against the girl's snow-white neck, his warm breath caressing her skin as he spoke. His fingertips silently loosened the belt of her nightgown, his voice husky, "Don't you know?"

Jiang Yue had never experienced love in either of her lives, but she wasn't completely ignorant. She was so angry that she wanted to stab the man on top of her to death with a sword, but she couldn't resist his strength: "This princess kindly reminds you that it's best to leave a way out in life and in your actions. Going to extremes will only lead to your death."

He chuckled softly, "What does Your Highness intend to do to me?"

She gritted her teeth and said, "If you dare to bully me, I won't let you get away with it."

The man replied casually, "Hmm, I'll wait."

Jiang Yue tried to kick him, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her forward forcefully, saying, "Don't move."

Jiang Yue calmed down, her expression haughty as if she were truly a noble little princess: "You like me?"

As expected, Zhou Ji's interest vanished instantly. He touched her face and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Don't make such unfunny jokes."

"Then don't touch me, get off."

This kind of man is definitely not the kind of husband she would consider.

Jiang Yue muttered under her breath: "Troublemaker."

Such a person wouldn't even be qualified to wash her feet in the palace. Zhou Ji stared at her intently for a moment, knowing he could never expect her to change for the better.

It may look beautiful on the outside, but it's rotten inside.

Aside from her pretty face, she's good for nothing.

Zhou Ji released her wrist, stood up, and casually straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt. "You'd better watch yourself."

He had no idea what tricks Jiang Yue was up to, and he didn't have time to play such a pointless game with her.

If it weren't for the child, Zhou Ji would never have married her.

Zhou Ji had no expectations of the foolish, arrogant, and domineering woman in front of him. Before today, he had already decided to send the child back to the old house to be raised.

It's better to grow up with anyone than with a vain and foolish mother.

After saying that, the man turned and left.

The bedroom fell silent again. Jiang Yue was a little angry. What kind of person was he to dare to speak to her in such a tone?

She's now like a tiger fallen into the plains, being bullied by dogs.

Any troublemaker can boss her around.

As the original memories of this body slowly returned, Jiang Yue gradually understood the current situation. She was now not only subservient to others, but also had to live at the mercy of her husband.

She actually had a son who was almost five years old with such a cold-hearted husband!?

This is like a bolt from the blue.

Yes, congratulations on remembering you have a five-year-old son.

For the past five years, when you were in a good mood, you would play with him like a cat or a dog; when you were in a bad mood, you would abuse him. You have no kindness or compassion as a mother whatsoever.

[It left a deep shadow on the heart of the five-year-old child.]

Your child will become the world's biggest villain in the future. His hatred for you is already at its peak, so you need to treat him well to prevent him from going down the path of a major villain.

The strange voice in Jiang Yue's head started acting up again.

She's gotten used to it this time.

There's nothing to be surprised about.

Of course.

Jiang Yue would never stoop to anyone's level or treat someone like a precious gem to be pampered, not even her own son.

She's the only one worthy of being a princess.

No one else is destined to be the crown prince.

This family can only have one daughter.

What's wrong with a little hardship for a child?

As an ancient princess, Jiang Yue quickly accepted this strange world and adapted to it very well.

The next day, she reverted to her former self as the wife of a wealthy CEO, completely disregarding others.

The servants carefully served this ill-tempered lady afternoon tea.

The master left early in the morning, and the young master should be getting out of school soon.

But no one dared to ask the madam to go and fetch the young master.

Jiang Yue took a sip of coffee; the taste was barely palatable.

Not long after, footsteps came from the living room door.

Jiang Yue put down the delicate cup in her hand and glanced indifferently toward the door. A very handsome little boy came into her view.

The little boy was pale, his dark eyes looked somewhat gloomy, and there were bruises and marks on his calves.

Jiang Yue remained silent. Oh, this must be her son.

The system, seizing the opportune moment, stirred things up in her mind: [Your Highness, behave well! Go and show some concern for our future villain! Use love to redeem him!]

Zhou Zhengchu lifted his eyelids and stared at his mother expressionlessly.

Other people's mothers are all warm.

His mother, however, was a viper.

The sticks that fell on him hurt him a lot.

Every time she got the short end of the stick with her father, she would take it out on him.

The little boy obediently walked up to her and said, "Mother."

He knew his father had left home very early this morning, and she would definitely take it out on him again.