Just like that, Su Xiaohua was coaxed away with just a few words.

In one hand, she held a small white rabbit, and in the other, a storybook that she had found with great effort.

Xiao Hua thought she should go find Gu King and Little Red to play for a while, and then come back to read the storybook with Yanyan.

Seeing Xiao Hua off.

Su Yan lay back on the bed again.

Originally, she wanted to have a talk with Song Yujing.

But perhaps it was because she had just come over on the first day.

She was very tired.

So much so that she fell asleep shortly after lying down.

Song Yujing was originally looking at a book about the dissection of internal organs.

He heard a steady breathing sound coming from beside him.

He turned his head to look over.

He was a bit surprised.

What was the name of the woman he married?

It seemed to be Su Yan.

He remembered the first night they slept in the same bed.

She was so nervous she didn’t sleep all night.

For three consecutive days after that, it was the same.

Afterwards, she seemed to realize that he wouldn’t touch her.

A bit disappointed, she wanted to talk to him, but unfortunately he didn’t wish to communicate with her.

For three months, they treated each other courteously, and they barely spoke.

Later, this woman became more and more disappointed and proposed a separation in a fit of anger.

He agreed.

Recently, she seemed to have found a lover outside.

And was passionately involved with that lover.

He didn’t care.

He knew someday they would divorce.

When they divorced, he would give her more money to compensate for this loveless, sexless marriage.

However, the premise was that she couldn’t cheat with another man.

As long as she proposed the divorce, he was ready anytime.

But apparently, she seemed to plan to have an affair behind his back.

If so, the ending wouldn’t let her be too pleased.

It wasn’t about caring for face.

He just disliked people doing sneaky things under his nose.

But today, she seemed a bit different.

She actually took the initiative to sit over for breakfast, and tonight, she boldly wanted to come over and sleep with him.

Though in marriage, it should be like this.

What did it mean?

Trying to cover up?

Or to make a more meticulous plan for her affair?

Song Yujing leaned against the bedhead thinking.

However, rarely, tonight he wasn’t repulsed by her scent.

Because she obediently used disinfectant.

He mentioned it on their first day of marriage.

Unfortunately, she seemed to have never listened.

Song Yujing looked at Su Yan’s sleeping face, thinking for a while.

Until the hands of the clock pointed to eleven-thirty.

He put down the book in his hands.

Lay down flat, turned off the lights, and closed his eyes.

The next morning.

Su Yan woke up first.

When she woke up, she saw Song Yujing lying beside her, stable, eyes shut, motionless.

He was covered by a black blanket, just up to the position of his chest.

He seemed not to have moved all night.

Like a corpse just before being placed in a coffin.

Su Yan thought it was a bit strange.

So much so that she watched him sleep for a long time.

Until Song Yujing opened his eyes and woke up.

They exchanged glances.

Three seconds later.

Su Yan spoke.

"Morning."

Song Yujing didn’t reply.

He sat up, lifted the blanket.

Soon went into the bathroom to shower again.

When he came out, he was surrounded by the scent of disinfectant.

But when he came out, Su Yan had already left.

Song Yujing looked at the door for three seconds, then indifferently moved his gaze away.

He opened the wardrobe, changed clothes.

Downstairs.

Su Yan, dressed, was sitting at the dining table.