After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

The last time he came, Zhang Boxuan was kicked out by Zheng Zhihui before he even stepped into the door, so this time, he consciously did not dare to take even a step beyond the line, but unexpectedly, he heard her take the initiative to invite him.

Zhang Boxuan looked at the woman in the room with some surprise. He was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and asked uncertainly, "Can I... go in?"

Zheng Zhihui glanced at him, silently opened the door, and slightly turned sideways.

The meaning is obvious.

Zhang Boxuan was secretly delighted, but he remained calm and said "thank you" politely before stepping in.

The moment he entered the room, he was very considerate and took the thermos cup from her hand, opened it and walked towards the dining table.

"Auntie Wu said that this ginger soup should be drunk while it's hot, so that it can be most effective in dispelling the cold."

Zheng Zhihui closed the door and followed the man. She saw that he had unscrewed the lid of the thermos and poured out a cup of ginger soup.

"Here, it's still a little hot, drink it slowly."

Zhang Boxuan turned around and carefully handed the covered cup to her.

"..."

Under his attentive gaze, Zheng Zhihui could only take it silently. She took a look at the ginger soup which was still steaming, blew on it gently and then started to drink it.

After taking a bite, a hot feeling instantly spread throughout the body. The taste was somewhat familiar and warm.

Zheng Zhihui lowered her head and drank silently.

Zhang Boxuan pulled out a chair next to him for her to sit down, but she shook her head and finished the cup of ginger tea while standing.

"More?"

Zhang Boxuan took the empty cup and turned around to refill her cup.

"No need." Zheng Zhihui said, "I wasn't actually getting wet in the rain that much."

"Your body's resistance is relatively weak right now, so you have to take good care of yourself, otherwise you'll get sick easily."

"..."

She's not made of paper, so how can she be so exaggerated?

Seeing that he had already reached out to take the thermos cup, Zheng Zhihui stepped forward to stop him, "Really, there's no need."

She moved the thermos cup to the side, looked up at him, lowered her eyelashes, pinched the hem of her skirt with one hand a little awkwardly, and whispered: "I... have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Zhang Boxuan's heart trembled, and he immediately straightened his back and stood in front of her, looking at her solemnly and a little nervously.

"Okay, you say."

Zheng Zhihui secretly took a deep breath, raised her pretty face with a blush on it, and looked straight into his dark eyes, "Do you really like me?"

Unexpectedly, she would ask this directly. Zhang Boxuan was stunned for a moment. When he noticed the timidity and uneasiness in her eyes, he nodded heavily and gave her a positive answer:

"Really, I like you."

After a pause, he felt it was not enough and added, "I only like you."

"Want to marry me?"

The man straightened his body a little, his face solemn and pious, and nodded again: "Whatever your heart desires."

Zheng Zhihui's eyes were filled with warmth. "Then, do you not mind that I am a member of the Zheng family? Have you really never... hated me?"

"Xiao Hui, I told you before that what happened between Zheng Jianxiang and I has nothing to do with you. You are you, and he is him."

Zhang Boxuan looked at her, sighed softly, and said frankly, "Of course, I once thought that it would be better if you were not from the Zheng family. In that case, we could fall in love without any obstacles and then be together. But even if the fact is that you are the daughter of Zheng Jianxiang, I have never hated you because of the grudge between him and me."

Zhang Boxuan looked at her with pity, his tone was distressed, "I'm actually more afraid that... you will be hurt in this matter."

And so it turned out.

He failed to protect her, causing her to be seriously injured in the incident.

"I know he is your father. It is normal that you find it hard to accept me because of his death."

Zhang Boxuan gave her a bitter yet relieved smile, "It's okay, I can wait."

He looked at her affectionately and sincerely, "I don't ask you to accept me immediately, I just hope you can give me a chance to pursue you, okay?"

In the past, she always chased after him, but now it was his turn to walk towards her.

This time, he would also express the love buried deep in his heart without reservation, just like she did back then.

Zheng Zhihui's eyes were filled with tears. After a moment of silence, she did not answer his question, but asked, "But... aren't you afraid that your deceased parents will object?"

Zhang Boxuan was puzzled, "What are they against?"

"Will they allow the daughter of their enemy to enter the Zhang family?"

Zhang Boxuan looked at her tenderly, "You don't know, actually when you were very young, my mother wanted you to be her daughter-in-law."

Zheng Zhihui's heart suddenly shook.

She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, the gentle and amiable Mrs. Zhang really loved her very much.

Once when Zhang Boxuan was playing with her, Mrs. Zhang came over and asked with a smile, "Xiaohui, do you like playing with your brother Xuan?"

When she sweetly replied "yes", Mrs. Zhang joked, "Then when Xiao Hui grows up, can she be Brother Xuan's wife?"

At that time, Zhang Boxuan was standing next to them with his face flushed.

She was still in her naivety, but she asked foolishly, "If I become Brother Xuan's wife, can I play with him every day?"

Mrs. Zhang covered her mouth and laughed, "Yes, if you become his wife, he will love you every day in the future. Are you willing, Xiaohui?"

"I am willing."

At that time, she jumped up and down happily in response.

But that was just a joke that Mrs. Zhang said when the relationship between the two families was still close.

nowadays--

Zheng Zhihui withdrew her thoughts from her memories and sighed sadly.

Now things are no longer the same.

Will Mrs. Zhang still like her?

Zhang Boxuan seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "My mother is a sensible person. You are also an innocent victim in this matter. If she were still alive, she would only pity you and love you more. She would not dislike you."

Zheng Zhihui's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly looked at him, and saw the man said to her softly, "If my mother is still alive, she would definitely hope that we would not be trapped by the grudges of the previous generation and miss each other."

"Xiaohui."

Zhang Boxuan held her hand and looked down at her. "Let's put aside all the grudges of the past. Let the past be the past. Let's start over and live a future that belongs to the two of us, okay?"

Zheng Zhihui met his gentle gaze and tears welled up in her eyes. She gently held his hand back and nodded with a sob.

Seeing this, Zhang Boxuan suddenly looked overjoyed, "You agreed?"