Chapter 108: A Round of "Beating"

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Li Yan thought Zhang Yurong was just going to wash off the essential oil on her back, which theoretically shouldn’t take long. But to his surprise, she hadn’t gotten dressed when she came back, making it seem as though he had barged in on purpose to sneak a peek.

He initially wanted to leave or turn around, but after catching a glimpse of her body that wasn’t fully covered by the similarly light green bra, he couldn’t help but take a few more looks. While it’s said you shouldn’t look at inappropriate times, they were still husband and wife. Even if they couldn’t do that, just looking shouldn’t be too much, right?

With Zhang Yurong’s conservative nature, seeing her like this really required an opportunity. Since they had accidentally run into each other twice today, it must be fate.

Hearing her gasp and seeing her glaring at him, Li Yan assumed she already believed he did it on purpose. So regardless of his explanations or attempts to avoid it, it would be futile and wouldn’t change her impression. So, he simply walked in naturally.

"Aren’t you going to leave?!" Yurong, covering her chest, looked at him in shock. Based on her understanding of Li Yan, although he was lustful, he respected women’s opinions. If she was unwilling, he wouldn’t force her. So even if he deliberately waited to create opportunities, as long as she spoke up, he would leave immediately.

Li Yan retorted, "We’re husband and wife. If I have to avoid you changing clothes, what would others think? Take your time getting dressed. I’m not interested in peeking at you. You just have a pretty face, which I can look at openly, and you don’t have three breasts, so I’m not interested in looking!"

"You, you... disgusting!" Yurong was infuriated by his words, especially their rather crude nature. She wanted to scold him, but words failed her, and all she could manage was to call him disgusting.

Li Yan nonchalantly sat on the bed, leaning there to watch her with an appreciative gaze.

Zhang Yurong felt that she simply could not compete with his thick skin, and this was not a convenient time to argue loudly. She could only cover her chest with one hand and grab her clothes with the other, running angrily into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, she furiously imagined kicking him a few times while quickly putting on her bra, then hurriedly dressed. But before putting on her clothes, she couldn’t help but look at her body in the mirror. Li Yan’s words echoed in her ears: "I’m not interested in peeking at you. You just have a pretty face, and you don’t have three breasts, so I’m not interested in looking!"

This made her feel not only angry but also a bit frustrated. Is my body, my figure, really not good? Am I really only a pretty face?

But after thinking it through, she realized, why should she care about his opinion? If he wasn’t interested, then don’t look. It’s not like she begged him to! Besides, with an appreciation level as crude as "you don’t have three breasts," it would be a problem if he was interested!

After running through these thoughts in her mind, she quickly finished dressing and prepared to go confront him and show her disdain. But before going out, she paused.

Looking at the mirror, she silently reminded herself to stay calm! This was at home. Arguing could be embarrassing, not only making Xueyin laugh but also upsetting her parents! Calm down, deal with it later!

She washed her face with cold water, took several deep breaths to suppress her anger, wiped the water off her face, adjusted her clothes, and then gracefully walked out.

...

Li Yan hadn’t left and was still lying on the bed. When he saw her come out, he casually glanced at her and then asked nonchalantly, "Finally done dawdling?"

"What’s it to you?" Zhang Yurong said irritably, thinking to herself, I didn’t ask you to come, I didn’t ask you to wait for me, so what does my dawdling have to do with you?

She wanted to leave first, couldn’t be bothered with him, but she felt that it might look like she was afraid of him. Maybe they could talk it out calmly first, at least ensure he followed through with today’s act and didn’t mess it up halfway through. So, after some deliberation, she sat down by the bed.

"Why are you here?"

Li Yan looked at her, puzzled. "Why am I here? Isn’t it to give you face? If I came and just sat outside smoking by myself, what would they think? So, I’m here to keep you company!"

Zhang Yurong was somewhat speechless. After calming down a bit, she continued, "I’m asking why you came to my house? I invited you yesterday, and you didn’t come. Why did you come on your own today?"

"To get a free meal," Li Yan replied casually, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

To get a free meal? Haven’t you eaten before!

This reason left Zhang Yurong utterly speechless. At least come up with something more decent; don’t make it sound so fake, okay?

"Hmph! If you’re here for a free meal, just sit in the dining room and wait, why come to my place?"

Li Yan smoked on his own and said lazily, "I won’t repeat a good word twice. I’ve already answered that useless question just now."

"..."

Zhang Yurong clenched her ten fingers, desperately wanting to pounce and strangle him! But that could only be a daydream; if it came to a real fight with him, she’d only end up losing.

Talking to him always made her angry, so she simply decided to stay silent out of spite.

"Hey...why are you...getting angry so easily?" Seeing her not speaking, Li Yan asked again. Judging by the way she looked now, along with her earlier reaction, he could understand why Yue Yao would think he was purposely trying to irritate her after rejecting her on the phone last night.

Zhang Yurong sneered coldly, "Please understand the difference between getting angry easily and being provoked!"

Li Yan raised his eyebrows; her words meant she was saying he had provoked her, so she simply remained silent. Surely by not speaking, she’s no longer annoyed, right?

Zhang Yurong vaguely felt his intention, but looking at him smoking with that annoying expression on her bed, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows and inwardly seethe.

As she was about to reprimand him, an unusual thought arose in her mind. Right, it seems I get upset with him quite easily now; I wasn’t like this before. Why is that? Where did my rationality go? Didn’t I say I didn’t care about him? So why should I care about his opinion? Why should I get angry at him?

Thinking it over, she was secretly annoyed. Last time, it was clearly his, their fault; they did something unkind to her. But two weeks have passed, and he didn’t even bother calling to explain or apologize! Doesn’t he care?

Interpreting his indifference towards her feelings, wasn’t he simply being disrespectful? It seems like he wants to propose a divorce, a breakup for sure!

Thinking to this point, Zhang Yurong took a deep breath and said calmly, "Since you’re just here for a meal, wait downstairs, don’t smoke here."

"I don’t mean to disregard..."

"No need to be wary of our relationship! Looking at your behavior, you probably don’t want to continue; maybe you’re here to discuss an amicable divorce? Whatever conditions you want, as long as they’re reasonable, I’ll definitely meet them. Of course, although we didn’t sign a prenuptial agreement, if you’re planning to ask for a lion’s share..."

Li Yan saw her silent for a while and suddenly brought this up, and as she went further, it became more and more outrageous. He couldn’t help grabbing a pillow and throwing it at her head!

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think? I didn’t say I was here for a divorce; you’re the one who suggested we take a break, and since you haven’t decided, I won’t make that decision prematurely. If you truly decide to divorce me, could you at least respect yourself? Even though we haven’t been together for a year, did you really not understand me at all? Do you think I’m the type to ask for your money?" Li Yan sneered.

Zhang Yurong was somewhat speechless, his actions all proving one thing: he might be a man of desires, but not a greedy one! Not only did he seem like that poor person with dignity, but more so like someone who had transcended concerns over money and interests. She brought it up because she felt Li Yan had made considerable sacrifices for her father, deserving some compensation, yet because she was the CEO of Paradise Group, she had to be clear that significant property division was not possible.

Unable to say more, she grabbed a pillow and threw it back on Li Yan’s head. "I don’t care what kind of person you are, whoever you are, you can’t hit me!"

"When did I hit you?" Li Yan put the cigarette away; as there was no ashtray, he had to stub it out and throw it in the trash.

"You say you didn’t!" Zhang Yurong hit him with the pillow, feeling somewhat relieved but not completely vented. She picked up the quilt beside her and tossed it over his head. Covering Li Yan, who was lying on the bed, she jumped over and started hitting him.

Li Yan, who was just careful not to drop ashes on the bed, had tidied up just before she covered him with a quilt. Feeling her pressing down and hitting, he was speechless. I hit you once with a pillow, and you’ve hit me multiple times with your fists?

However, with Zhang Yurong’s strength, even when he’s covered with the quilt, her shower of punches on his body felt more like a massage. If it were Li Jie doing it, he might have to consider protecting vital parts. As for her attack, he simply didn’t bother to react. He feared that if he retaliated, pressing her onto the bed, her screams might attract onlookers, which wouldn’t be good.

Li Yan’s non-resistance allowed Zhang Yurong to pummel even harder. She was now straddling Li Yan and, through the quilt, vented all her resentment, anger, frustration, grievance... by pounding on Li Yan. Today, let alone this period, she fantasized about beating up Li Yan more than once for cathartic reasons. Never did she expect such an opportunity to come.

With each punch thrown, Li Yan remained silent under the quilt, enjoying the massage, while Yurong herself was getting exhausted, and her various grievances were gradually diminishing as she vented.

At this moment, the unlocked door was pushed open, with someone poking their head in.

Someone with this bad habit was, of course, Jiang Xueyin MM...

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