A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhou Luo's face.

Duan Ze lowered his head without showing any emotion, concealing the slight smile in his eyes.

As expected of his wife, he acknowledges her offensive prowess.

Zhou Luo: "Things aren't as you say."

This time it was Duan Ze who spoke: "So... what's the situation? I'm all ears."

Zhou Luo looked at Duan Ze, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Duan Ze simply pretended not to see it.

Zhou Luo looked at Shen Niannian again, but Shen Niannian's expression was unusually cold.

Left with no other choice, Zhou Luo slowly revealed the truth of what happened back then.

"The year I graduated from high school, your mother came to me and gave me two options. One was to stay in China, but the price was that she would have someone remove my student status from the university I was admitted to. Even if I could successfully complete my studies, she wouldn't allow me to live in Kyoto..."

“Niannian, you know that there are three children in my family. I am the eldest. If I cannot go to school, my mother will make me support my younger siblings’ education. I have no choice.”

"The second option is to go abroad, complete my studies and career smoothly, and the Shen family will take care of my parents and family in China, so..."

Shen Niannian continued, "So, after graduating from high school, you moved away, and you went abroad, leaving me to search for you in China for so long like an idiot under pressure from my parents, right?"

Zhou Luo dared not look Shen Niannian in the eye, but his tone was tinged with pain: "Niannian, in Kyoto, not everyone comes from a large family like yours. There are poor people in Kyoto too..."

"In the glitz and glamour of Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, the wealthy revel every night. But who cares about us, living in the hutongs? Our family shares a room of less than five square meters, sleeping in bunk beds, and the rent still costs three or four thousand yuan..."

"Niannian, I had no choice."

Shen Niannian looked at him: "So you think you have a choice now?"

"Or rather, what did the Jiang family tell you?"

Zhou Luo's eyes were red: "Jiang Jingchuan said that as long as I follow his arrangements, he can make my wish come true."

"Niannian, I'm just... taking a gamble."

Chance?

Although Zhou Luo's gaze towards Shen Niannian was gentle, it occasionally revealed a hint of greed.

Is this a gamble? Is this a desperate gamble, wanting both the Shen family and the beauty?

That's quite a big face!

Duan Ze laughed out loud without any restraint: "This is the first time I've seen someone describe shamelessness in such a refreshing and unconventional way."

Zhou Luo's face immediately darkened.

Duan Ze went on a rampage: "Zhou Luo, you took the Shen family's resources and gave up Shen Niannian back then. Now that you have a little money, you think you're worthy of the Shen family's eldest daughter. Or rather, you've been living a carefree life outside relying on the Shen family's power for a few years, and now you think you're all that great?"

"Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a two-faced scoundrel. Do you really think that dressing up respectably can hide your filthy and despicable thoughts?"

Zhou Luo's face burned with embarrassment, and his anger flared. He glared at Duan Ze and shouted, "Don't push your luck! This is between her and me. Who do you think you are? You dare to interfere?!"

Duan Ze smiled, but before he could refute, Shen Niannian picked up the milk in front of her and splashed it at Zhou Luo.

Then came Shen Niannian's furious voice: "Who do you think you are? How dare you insult my husband?!"

Zhou Luo never expected that Shen Niannian, who used to be so docile and obedient in front of him, would suddenly do something like this.

The fishy-smelling milk flowed from his head down to his face, neck, clothes, and pants, finally dripping onto the ground.

Duan Ze's words of retort stuck in his throat.

Duan Ze pulled Shen Niannian down to sit, and then chuckled as he pushed the cardboard box toward the disheveled Zhou Luo: "Sorry, my wife just likes to throw little tantrums."

Shen Niannian was truly furious. She was already angry enough to hear that Zhou Luo had used her for so many years, but then this guy's mouth...

As Zhou Luo wiped his face with a tissue, his expression was as gloomy as could be.

He said, "After all these years, Nian Nian, you've... become a bit more temperamental."

Shen Niannian wanted to scold him again, but Duan Ze hugged her: "Okay, calm down, okay?"

As he spoke, Duan Ze stroked Shen Niannian's fur like he was petting a cat.

Shen Niannian then glared at Zhou Luo and obediently fell silent.

Duan Ze then looked at Zhou Luo: "I don't have time to play riddles with you. Judging from Mr. Zhou's suit today, it must be quite expensive. It seems you've been living a very comfortable life abroad all these years."

"I don't know what agreement the Jiang family reached with you, but this is the first and last time I'm warning you not to try to interfere in the matters between me and Niannian."

"I'm not someone who's easy to talk to. I advise you to go back to where you came from, otherwise..."

Duan Ze slowly smiled and said, "The Jiang family can give you everything, but I can make you have nothing."

After saying that, Duan Ze stopped looking at Zhou Luo and focused on comforting his wife in his arms.

Zhou Luo slowly clenched his fist under the table. When he looked up, he saw the marks on Shen Niannian's snow-white neck. They were very glaring, extremely glaring.

Duan Ze noticed his gaze, and instead of shielding it, he lowered his head and gently kissed the mark.

Shen Niannian's face instantly turned as red as an apple, her eyes darting away. She quickly whispered coquettishly, "Brother Duan, stop it..."

This sentence was like a fuse; Zhou Luo had never suffered such humiliation.

Zhou Luo couldn't stand it any longer, so he grabbed the table with both hands, intending to overturn it completely.

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