After all, she was a girl, and she was still shy, so she couldn't bring herself to shout it out.

But what about the happiness she imagined?

Why couldn't I feel anything at all?

Shen Zhiyu didn't last long; he soon collapsed onto the bed like a deflated balloon.

A dozen seconds later, he started snoring.

The room seemed to vibrate with his snoring.

The walls seemed to be shaking, and the bed was trembling slightly.

Is this what the first night of their marriage is like?

The intimate moment, which lasted only a few hours, had already come to an abrupt end.

Different noises were coming from the next room.

The sound echoed intermittently.

The snoring in my ears grew louder and louder.

She finally lost her temper and irritably pulled the blanket over her head.

The snoring was indeed suppressed somewhat.

The eerie sound from that side became clearer.

It made a soft, rustling sound.

A complex feeling spread through my chest.

That night, Liu Yuelan stayed awake until dawn.

Until the morning light shone through the window.

She quietly climbed out of bed, wanting to go outside for some fresh air.

As soon as she pushed open the door, she froze on the spot, unable to move.

Shen Cunpu was shirtless.

He was wearing only a pair of faded old shorts, standing in the yard, head down, washing something.

He had a narrow yet strong waist with a clean and sharp waistline.

At that moment, Liu Yuelan couldn't take her eyes off her.

She felt her throat was extremely dry.

She swallowed hard, trying to relieve the dryness and suffocation.

But her body didn't react at all; she just stood there, stunned.

I should never have chosen Shen Zhiyu!

How could I have been so foolish back then?

I never realized that Shen Cunpu was the real treasure!

And what about Shen Zhiyu?

He's just a good-looking fool in disguise.

He has a good-looking face but a bad temper, weak abilities, and spends his days idly.

She's been married into the family for so long, and she's never received a single genuine act of care or concern from them.

"cough!"

She turned her head and saw that Su Chenwei had walked out of the room.

She was standing in the doorway, one hand supporting herself on the doorframe, the other gently brushing aside the strands of hair that fell over her shoulder.

Su Chenwei was leaning against the door, looking at him with amusement.

"Second sister-in-law, what are you looking at so intently so early in the morning?"

She had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were cold.

Liu Yuelan shuddered and turned around in a panic.

My cheeks flushed, and my heart skipped a beat.

Only then did they realize that Su Chenwei was standing in front of the door, wearing a loose men's jacket.

The dress clearly belonged to someone else; it was so loose it almost covered half of her body.

But there's an inexplicable ambiguity about it.

Her hair was a little messy.

But her complexion was incredibly good.

Her eyes held a hint of mockery.

"Second sister-in-law, your husband is probably still sleeping and snoring right now."

“Unlike my husband, who insists on washing my underwear first thing in the morning, and I can’t stop him no matter what I say.”

As she spoke, she pointed to Shen Zhiyu's room, her tone laced with sarcasm.

"Don't covet what isn't yours."

She didn't dare look Su Chenwei in the eye at all.

Unable to resist, she secretly glanced at Shen Cunpu's sexy back again, and her heart fluttered.

In the end, she lowered her head and ran back to her and Shen Zhiyu's room.

"Smack!"

The wooden door was closed, the dull sound echoing in the hallway.

Liu Yuelan's heart was pounding faster, like a drumbeat.

Her hand was still gripping the doorknob, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Did Su Chenwei see through her thoughts?

How much did she actually know?

Oh no...

How is she going to face each day that follows?

How should she face Su Chenwei tomorrow, and how should she face Shen Zhiyu and Shen Cunpu?

She glanced furtively at the bed, her gaze settling on Shen Zhiyu.

He was lying on his back, snoring loudly and deafeningly.

Not only that, but a string of drool dripped from the corner of his mouth and slid down onto the pillow.

Just last night, he was wearing crisp, well-fitting clothes.

And now...

His entire body lay sprawled out on the bed, tilted to one side.

The limbs were so relaxed that they looked like bones that had lost their support.

His satisfied expression made you want to pick him up and kick him a couple of times to see if he was still alive.

The sharpness and spirit that were once there have completely disappeared.

A complex mix of emotions suddenly welled up in Liu Yuelan's heart.

The image of his imposing figure standing in the courtyard last night involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Two completely different scenes alternated in my mind.

And in that instant, the self-esteem and sense of superiority that were originally hidden in his heart collapsed under this comparison.

Liu Yuelan's face alternated between pale and flushed. She turned and rushed to the washbasin stand in the corner of the room, gripping the cold wooden basin tightly with both hands.

But in the end, she didn't vomit anything; only a string of silent tears dripped silently into the red lacquered basin.

At that moment, Su Chenwei next door heard the commotion outside and frowned.

She sneered inwardly.

This is only the beginning, and you can't even handle it?

Fortunately, Shen Cunpu was scheduled to leave home in two days to report to the army.

Otherwise, given Liu Yuelan's current psychological resilience...

I'm afraid it will completely collapse within three days.

at this time.

Shen Cunpu had quietly entered the room. He had just tidied up Su Chenwei's clothes, prepared hot water, and wrung out the towels in advance.

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