The man raised an eyebrow: "You mean that tear stain?"

"If you want me to pick you up, just say so. Why play those little tricks?"

Su Yu was too coquettish to speak, and he thought she was deliberately shedding tears to gain sympathy.

Ha, a mediocre guy!

She leaned back, trying to create as much distance as possible from him, her tone slightly helpless: "Lu Ziqian, believe it or not, we're already divorced."

"Please don't bother me again."

"From this day forward, may we, as men and women, marry and live well!"

Lu Ziqian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice carried a hint of danger: "May men and women marry and live peacefully?"

Who do you want to marry?

"Gu Heng... um?" The man gave a cold laugh, his tone extremely dangerous.

Su Yujiao trembled, turned her face away timidly, and even weakly explained, "Don't make baseless accusations. I won't marry anyone. I'll live on my own after the divorce."

"You can marry Chen Yunniang; it has nothing to do with me."

Lu Ziqian's expression softened a bit after hearing Su Yujiao's obedient explanation: "Put your clothes on and come home with me."

She's been away from home for the past two days, and he can't eat or sleep well. He can't even find his jade pendant and belt, which he usually uses. In short, nothing is going right.

I thought that if I sent Mo Hua to pick him up, he would be able to be brought back quickly.

As a result, Mo Hua was gone for most of the day, and there was still no sign of him by evening.

He had no choice but to come in person...

"I'm not going back."

"Lu Ziqian, can't you understand human language?"

"We're already divorced, what would it look like if I went back?"

The man's face darkened, and he interrupted her coldly: "Su Yujiao, my patience is limited. You need to know when to stop."

"I'm giving you a way out; you should know when to stop."

The woman said sadly, "I don't need your excuse."

“I’m not proposing a divorce out of spite or to manipulate you; I’ve truly decided to separate from you.”

She really didn't want to be with him anymore.

Leaving him will definitely be tough, but it's better than this mutual loathing and torment.

He gently pinched her chin, his tone dangerous: "Divorce?"

"I think you've had a good life for too long and have lost sight of the hardships of life."

"How are you going to live after the divorce? Are you going to rely on your sister-in-law from your maternal family to wash your clothes and support you?"

"Still dressed like that, just like those prostitutes, flirting with men and making a living off this body?"

The man spoke harshly and even ripped off her outer garment, leaving her nearly naked in front of him, his gaze filled with contempt and disdain.

"Su Yujiao, don't take your good fortune for granted. Once my patience runs out, it will be difficult for you to enjoy this life of luxury and extravagance again."

Su Yujiao picked up her clothes and put them on slowly. When she looked up again, a cold smile played on her lips: "Ha! You don't know how lucky you are?"

The woman suddenly lifted her skirt, pointed to the bruises on her knees, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Is this what you call good fortune?"

“From the first day I married you, the old lady and Madam Zhu have made things difficult for me in every way.”

"In the summer, they were exposed to the scorching sun; in the winter, they knelt on ice. Setting rules and slapping people were commonplace."

“Even a servant in the manor dares to use foul language and lay hands on me.”

"As for fine clothes and delicacies, and glittering jewels, they are laughable. The clothes I am wearing were made at my parents' home three years ago."

"Since I married into your family, I haven't bought a single new piece of clothing or a new piece of jewelry, and I haven't seen a single penny of pocket money..."

"Your maid has two new outfits all year round, but I live worse than your maid."

"Would you want such good fortune?"

Lu Ziqian coldly interrupted her: "Enough. You're a coward yourself, who can you blame?"

"Why do they only bully you and not others?"

"You didn't say anything when you were being bullied, but you took it out on me afterwards. Do I owe you something?"

Hearing the man's cold and indifferent words, Su Yujiao was filled with rage and roared through trembling lips, "Get out!"

"Lu Ziqian, I don't want to see you again. Get out."

"I deserve to be bullied. Can't I just stop being bullied now?"

The man was so angry at her emotional breakdown that his forehead throbbed.

The next second, Lu Ziqian bent down, picked her up, and roughly threw her onto the bed.

The man's tall body pressed down on her, a weight she could hardly bear.

Su Yujiao resisted, but he pressed her hands up above her head and held her down firmly.

Their heads were pressed together, noses touching, their hot breaths mingling and entwining...

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her lips. Cold, thin lips bit down with destructive ferocity, as if trying to tear her apart and devour her whole.

"No!" Su Yujiao was so frightened that her face turned pale.

The man seemed to be consumed by lust, his thin lips gently biting her earlobe, his voice low and husky: "When have you ever said no when you really meant no?"

"In the end, aren't they all like kittens, whimpering comfortably under me?"

"Su Yujiao, you dressed like this just to seduce me, didn't you?"

"Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Don't do this, you can't..." The woman struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face.

He lowered his head and kissed her tear stains: "Why are you crying? Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me."

"The fact that you dress like this shows that you are a wanton woman at heart."

The woman trembled uncontrollably as she listened to his deliberately humiliating words.

So, in his heart, she was just that worthless.

Suddenly, she stopped resisting and instead adopted the gentle and vulnerable posture he preferred, even wrapping her arms around the man's neck.

"Not here, let's go home, okay?"

"I'm afraid of being seen..."

When Lu Ziqian saw that she no longer resisted, she suddenly reverted to her former obedient and gentle self, which made her seem much more pleasing to the eye.

She's smart enough to know when to stop.

He didn't want to do that kind of thing in someone else's house, as it would disgust others and make him feel sick.

The man didn't give her a chance to dress; he simply wrapped her in a blanket and carried her onto the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Lu Ziqian looked at Su Yujiao's fair and flawless, curvaceous figure and suddenly became interested.

They hadn't tried it in the carriage yet, and besides, he hadn't touched her for many days, so suddenly he didn't want to hold back anymore.

The man's gaze gradually deepened and intensified as he stared at her. He then pinched her chin and kissed her, while his other hand slipped under the loose blankets.

In the dead of night, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, only faint groans coming from the carriage.

Su Yujiao did not resist. She knew that he was always dominant in this kind of thing. The more she resisted, the more excited he became. He liked the thrill of conquest.

Moreover, resistance would be futile; as a war god general, the disparity in strength between them was immense…

"Lu Ziqian...no more..."

"Please... I can't take it anymore..."

The woman's voice trembled slightly, her body incredibly supple, making her seem especially fragile at this moment. Her intermittent voice drifted in the man's ears, like a broken porcelain doll.