Yan Yuan ignored what the man behind her said and just closed her eyes and sobbed softly.
This man was the moonlight she had been looking up to since she was a child, and she had secretly loved him throughout her adolescence.
When I was a child, every time I saw him speaking as a student representative at school, hosting campus parties, playing the piano, and representing the school in various competitions and winning many awards, my girlish feelings would surge in my heart.
She was like a blade of grass, secretly admiring his brilliance in the corner, but she only admired him and never thought of marrying up to him.
She knew that she was an average student and had no other talents except drawing. When she was young, she had not grown up yet and was thin. Whether at home or at school, she was almost invisible.
Later, I heard that he would not take the college entrance examination and was going to study abroad. I mustered up the courage to stop him on the way to his house and asked him if he could leave his contact information. At that time, he was arrogant and noble. He smiled faintly and said to her with his head down,
"Little sister, there are so many girls who want my contact information every day, and I give them all to them. Do you still want to study all day long?"
Seeing her lowering her head and about to cry, the man finally took her hand, wrote down a string of numbers, and then patted her head.
"Work hard, and we'll see you at the top."
When she ran home, her whole body was drenched in sweat. When she let go of her hand and looked at the string of numbers again, it had been obliterated by the throbbing of youth and turned into an ugly black mass, covering the palm lines of her hand like a spider web.
She sat on the bed and cried until midnight. The next day her eyes were swollen like walnuts. From then on, the phrase "see you at the top" became her whole life. She studied hard, painted hard, and finally got into the Design Institute of Kyoto University with the third place in the art exam.
Fate seemed to be particularly fond of her. Right after she graduated from university, her father, who had little affection for her, started a company that developed rapidly, and she didn't know how he got in touch with the Zhou family.
The young master of the Zhou family is unruly and makes trouble all day long. The old man believes some nonsense and insists on finding a girl born on the 16th day of the eighth lunar month to marry Zhou Qian. The huge benefits given by the Zhou family are enough to make his father abandon the already weak father-daughter relationship.
It was useless to resist for two months, as no one cared about her ideas at all. But when the two sides met and she saw that her marriage partner was Zhou Qian, she let go of all her worries and fears, hesitation and confusion.
She agreed to get married to get rid of the original family that she hated, and married the man she always wanted to marry.
But after marriage, I found out that he actually had a white moonlight.
This slap caught her off guard.
This noble and superior man will fulfill all the duties of a husband, provide her with the best material life, give her all the respect, and support her family, but he will not give her love.
She originally thought, if he doesn't love her then so be it, just love him as long as you can.
But when her husband was out drinking and didn't come home, she went to look for him and heard him say to his brother,
"Sleeping with a woman you don't love is like working seven days a week for an office worker."
She completely broke down.
She was the one who proposed the divorce, and he agreed at first.
But for some reason, he later disagreed with the divorce.
He goes home on time every day, eats with her on time, hugs her when she goes to bed at night, and even stands up for her when her parents make things difficult for her.
Everything seemed to be getting better slowly, until his beloved White Moonlight showed up.
She could still tolerate it before she saw it with her own eyes, but when she saw the video of the woman and her husband cuddling and kissing intimately, she finally broke down and ran away from home after leaving the agreement.
Zhou Qian has been pestering her like crazy in the past few years. If he doesn't agree, there is no possibility of ending this marriage. In the torture between them, she gradually cooled down all the passion she had in her girlhood.
"Yuan'er, what are you thinking about? Talk to me, okay?" The man's warm breath fell on her ears, and her thoughts were forcibly pulled back.
"You said that if I could hold back for three years without looking for any other woman, you would consider starting over with me. I did it, so you can come back with me, right?"
The man kissed her neck obsessively and greedily, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her up. "Baby, I'm not dirty. I really haven't slept with that woman. I've only slept with you. Don't despise me, okay?"
The scene of him and that woman kissing passionately suddenly resurfaced and rushed into his mind unexpectedly.
The woman in his arms began to struggle violently. Zhou Qian finally let go of her hand out of fear of hurting him. "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Yan Yuan quickly put on her clothes, then looked at him coldly.
"I said I was just considering it, but I've thought about it. We're not suitable, so let's separate. I won't care about the Yan family's life or death anymore. I've done my best for them. It's useless for you to threaten me with the Yan family."
After she finished speaking, she picked up her coat and walked out.
But when he reached the door, he was stopped by the bodyguard and had to turn around and go back.
"Zhou Qian, is it fun for you to waste time like this?"
The man leaned lazily against the head of the bed, the redness in the corners of his eyes had not completely faded. He was not wearing any clothes, his upper body was strong and sturdy, with piled muscles. Even though so many years had passed, Yan Yuan had to admit that this man still completely met her aesthetic standards.
Zhou Qian took the unlit cigarette out of his mouth and threw it on the bedside table. Finally, he reached out to her.
"Wife, come here,"
The woman stood there without moving.
He was not in a hurry, and kept his hands stretched out, like a patient hunter waiting for his prey to be caught.
In the end, Yan Yuan was defeated. She would always lose when it comes to patience.
It's not just patience. In the past few years of competing with this man, she has hardly ever won.
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