Chapter 105 We can separate.

Yuwen Ye's brows slowly furrowed.

For a moment, his eyes were filled with a jumble of emotions, even clashing, as if his heart was in turmoil. But the turmoil lasted only a moment. The next instant, his eyes cleared and calmed, as if all the contradictions and struggles had been severed.

He said coldly, "So what if you like me?"

"..."

"So what if you're my wife?"

His voice was so calm it seemed devoid of any emotion as he said indifferently, "I'm not interested in your feelings for me or your stance."

"..."

“I’ve said it before, this marriage is not what I wanted, but I need it, so I need you to be my wife. But, it’s just an act in front of outsiders.”

"..."

"Shang Ruyi, you can take it seriously, but I'm very clear-headed."

"..."

"not to mention,"

At this point, his expression grew even more serious, his eyes fixed firmly on Shang Ruyi, as if revealing his thoughts and his words, brooking no doubt from anyone: "Even if we are husband and wife, I have my own way of doing things, and I don't need to explain everything to you."

"..."

"The same is true for me as well as for you."

"..."

"Marrying anyone, becoming husband and wife, will not affect who I, Yuwen Ye, am or what I do."

Shang Ruyi's throat tightened; she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

She suddenly understood why there was such a commotion in the mansion today, and why he had sent people to search for her everywhere, but from beginning to end he had never asked her where she had gone or who she had met.

He didn't care at all.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi was completely speechless.

What could be more disheartening than the other person completely ignoring her feelings and even responding with cold, mocking words in response to her confession?

A throbbing pain shot through her chest, accompanied by a gradual chill that made Shang Ruyi feel as if her limbs were about to freeze. She looked at Yuwen Ye, and after a long while, finally said in a hoarse voice, "I understand."

"..."

"You've explained it so clearly, I understand completely now."

At this point, she forced a smile: "I won't make that mistake again."

After saying that, she turned and slowly walked towards the door.

However, with each step she took, her steps grew heavier. By the time she reached the door, she could barely take another step. A feeling of stagnation, like a hot breath, was rising in her chest.

In the past ten years or so, she had never been so brave, so wholehearted, even so willing to risk everything to like someone. But her feelings were discarded like trash, and even trampled into a pile of mud by his cold and hurtful words.

Resentment and anger gradually eroded her composure and self-control.

She had been holding back for a long time, but finally couldn't swallow her anger any longer. Shang Ruyi turned around and said coldly, "Since you've made things clear, then I'll make it clear too—if you and she meet again in the future, find a quiet place to avoid people, can't you?"

Yuwen Ye frowned: "What did you say?"

Shang Ruyi laughed and said, "I'm telling you, if you don't give me any face, at least give the royal family some dignity."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ye's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, "Stop right there!"

Shang Ruyi ignored him and reached out to open the door and walk out. Her angry words completely enraged the other party. Yuwen Ye strode forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled her back forcefully.

"Explain yourself!"

Shang Ruyi was dragged back by him. When she tried to struggle, she felt that the hand holding her was like an iron clamp. She couldn't budge him at all. This feeling of being questioned and restrained enraged her.

Now, she doesn't care about dignity or face; she just wants to return the ridicule and hurt she suffered!

So she struggled and fought desperately, trying to get rid of him.

"Yuwen Ye, let me go!"

Seeing her struggling and almost losing her grip, Yuwen Ye lost his temper, picked her up, and slammed her hard against the door behind her. With a loud crash, Shang Ruyi's mind went blank.

After a while, he came to his senses and realized that his feet were dangling in the air, and he had been forcibly pinned to the door by Yuwen Ye.

"you--"

Her hands were tightly bound to her sides, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried. She could only kick her legs desperately, trying to kick Yuwen Ye away, but he didn't back down at all. After being kicked twice, he simply covered her with his body and pinned her down.

Shang Ruyi froze instantly.

They had been this close before—on the morning of their second wedding night, Yuwen Ye got into her bed without her knowledge, and they were just as close, she could even feel the changes in his body.

But this time, it was completely different.

Without that ambiguous atmosphere, her heart no longer held those romantic fantasies. The closer Yuwen Ye got to her, the more she felt his bullying and abusive behavior.

"Let me go!"

In her desperation, Shang Ruyi raised her voice sharply: "If you don't let go of me, I'll call for help!"

Yuwen Ye laughed in anger, and said in a provocative tone, "Call someone? Let's see who you call, who will come to interfere in our business."

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"You have a sense of shame, don't you? Call someone over here and see who's the one who's making a fool of themselves!"

"...!"

His words were like a cold sword, suddenly piercing Shang Ruyi's body. Shang Ruyi's eyes turned red with pain, and she stared at him with tears in her eyes. But after searching her entire body and including her own life over the past ten years, she could not think of any more vicious words to say to this man.

Perhaps from the very beginning, when she let her heart race in front of him, her current crushing defeat was already destined.

Shang Ruyi gritted her teeth and hissed, "Yuwen Ye, don't push your luck!"

At this moment, Yuwen Ye seemed to have lost some of his reason. When he spoke, his voice was no longer calm, but had more of a tearing feeling of extreme anger than usual. He sneered, "Not convinced? Feel wronged? I can tell you a way so that you don't have to feel so wronged from now on."

Shang Ruyi, her neck stiff, asked, "What?"

Yuwen Ye stared into her eyes and said, word by word, "Separation!"

"...!"

The moment she heard those two words, Shang Ruyi froze. She was pinned to the door like a puppet without its leash, staring blankly at him.

At this moment, Yuwen Ye seemed to sense something as well.

He slowly lowered the young woman, his eyes still fixed on her, his cold voice devoid of any warmth as he spoke each word slowly and deliberately into her ear:

"We can separate."