Zhou Shuyan x Mu Ran ②

Zhou Shuyan is so annoying.

Even though she was the one being punished, she clung to Mu Ran like a clingy child. One minute she was saying "Baby, you're so great," and the next she was urging "Baby, hurry up!" She didn't seem like a thirty-five-year-old at all.

But come to think of it, he really doesn't look like he's in his thirties. He seems to have hardly changed over the years. Mu Ran saw this face through the crack in the study door when he was a child—fair and delicate, with a touch of nonchalant charm. Now, looking closely, there are no wrinkles at the corners of his eyes; he still looks the same.

He has such a slutty look about him.

A classmate once came to visit and stared at Zhou Shuyan for a long time before secretly telling him, "Your stepmother is so beautiful, she's got striking features." Mu Ran couldn't distinguish between striking and subtle features; he just thought Zhou Shuyan looked exactly like the kind of seductive vixen described in books.

At this moment, the word "baby" made Mu Ran's temples throb. He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover Zhou Shuyan's mouth. The moment his palm touched her warm lips, Zhou Shuyan stuck out her tongue and licked them.

A tingling sensation shot up from his palm to the back of his neck, and Mu Ran's anger flared up instantly.

He suddenly wondered if he hadn't witnessed that scene, would Zhou Shuyan be licking that piece of trash instead?

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he simply lowered his head and bit Zhou Shuyan's slender neck hard.

Zhou Shuyan hadn't expected him to bite her so suddenly, and she groaned in pain, "Baby, you're so rough..."

Mu Ran snorted coldly, her fingertips pinching his waist, her tone fierce: "There's something even rougher."

After a ridiculous night, Mu Ran thought Zhou Shuyan would come to confront him the next day.

But to his surprise, the other person acted as if nothing had happened. When she saw him in the morning, she still smiled and called him "baby," wearing an apron and frying soft-boiled eggs for him in the kitchen, just like always.

Mu Ran was absolutely furious.

It seems this person doesn't care about what happened yesterday at all; he's probably already been involved with countless other people.

Mu Ran held his breath all day until he returned to his room that evening. When he lifted the covers, he saw Zhou Shuyan curled up inside.

Mu Ran was stunned for a moment, and then the anger that had been forcibly suppressed during the day suddenly changed, giving rise to a stranger emotion.

"Are you that desperate for a man?"

Zhou Shuyan blinked, peeked out from under the covers, and said frankly, "Yes."

Mu Ran: "..."

grass.

From that day on, he and Zhou Shuyan were completely caught in a twisted relationship.

Every corner of the house became their playground—the carpet in the living room, the desk in the study, the cabinet in the hallway. Whenever they had a spare moment, Zhou Shuyan would stick to him like a piece of candy.

Mu Ran kept reminding himself that he was only helping his father teach this woman who had failed in her attempt to cheat a lesson, and that he was not infatuated with Zhou Shuyan at all; everything was under his control.

Until one day, he accompanied Zhou Shuyan to the hospital to visit her father.

Zhou Shuyan's father was ten years older than her. He had suffered from heart disease for many years, and the doctor said he was on his deathbed and it would be a miracle if he lived another day.

In the ward, a middle-aged man lay on the bed, his body covered with numerous tubes, and bubbles occasionally rose from the oxygen tube.

In the bathroom attached to the ward, steam filled the air. Mu Ran bit Zhou Shuyan's collarbone while asking in a harsh tone, "Do I make you feel good, or does my dad make you feel good?"

Zhou Shuyan laughed breathlessly, her fingertips hooking around Mu Ran's neck: "Of course it's the baby... the baby is young and strong..."

When he came out after finishing, Mu Ran immediately saw that his father was awake, staring at the ceiling with his cloudy eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, but thankfully the other party didn't seem to notice anything amiss. They simply looked at Zhou Shuyan, gave her a few instructions about company matters, and then asked him to leave.

Only the father and son remained in the ward. The father held his son's hand and spoke from the bottom of his heart, talking about the company's operations and future plans, repeatedly urging him to take over the family business well.

As Mu Ran listened, a strange sense of guilt welled up in his heart. Even if his father didn't show him much fatherly love, he had never shortchanged him materially. Now that his father had entrusted the entire family business to him, he was making advances on his wife.

So, wouldn't it be enough to just make Zhou Shuyan no longer his wife?