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【I'm back. 】

In the bedroom, Wen Shiqi was looking at the text message on her phone, dazed.

The other party is an unknown number.

She should have just ignored it as spam.

However, I don’t know why, but she is inexplicably concerned...

"Dong dong!"

Outside the door, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Young lady."

It's the aunt at home - Aunt Wen.

Wen Shiqi put down her phone: "Come in."

Aunt Wen immediately opened the door and walked in, holding a tray in her hand with a glass of pear juice on it.

With just one glance, Wen Shiqi understood her purpose.

Wen Mu Chi often felt uncomfortable in his throat, so pear juice was always given to him.

She lowered her eyelids slightly to cover the surging emotions in her eyes, and heard Aunt Wen say:

"Master, did you go to the guest room again?

"Young Madam, don't blame me for talking too much. As a wife, Young Madam should take the initiative in some matters. She can't let those cheap hooves outside capture the Young Master's heart.

"This is the juice that the old lady ordered to prepare. The young lady will bring it to the young master soon."

Wen Shiqi clutched the quilt under her hands tightly, feeling only a sense of humiliation in her heart.

She didn't know that this glass of pear juice was just a pretext. What Mrs. Wen really wanted to remind her was to let her seduce Wen Muchi.

Like a prostitute, seducing her husband.

But...she couldn't resist.

She is an orphan adopted by the Wen family.

The Wen family raised her, provided for her to study, and arranged for her to work in the Wen Group after graduation.

She even ended up marrying the current leader of the Wen family - Wen Muchi, the "young master" in Aunt Wen's mouth.

Everything she had was given by the Wen family.

She was not qualified to disobey Old Madam Wen's wishes.

"I understand. Put down the pear juice and I'll send it over later."

Wen Shiqi loosened his clenched fists and said softly.

Aunt Wen was obviously satisfied with her answer. She put down the cup and left.

Wen Shiqi stared at the glass of pear juice for a long time, and finally knocked on Wen Muchi's door with it:

"Mu Chi, are you asleep?"

"Come in."

Not long after, a man's voice came from the room.

Wen Shiqi opened the door and walked in.

Looking at the pear juice in her hand, Wen Muchi flashed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes:

"What, are you here to have sex?"

Wen Shiqi felt a little embarrassed.

She wanted to turn around and leave.

But...thinking of what Mrs. Wen said, she held back again.

She bit the soft flesh in her lips tightly, letting the smell of blood spread throughout her mouth.

When he spoke again, his tone was dull:

"Now that you already know, please fulfill your obligations as a husband.

"You should also know that grandma has always wanted us to have a child."

As she spoke, she put down the pear juice in her hand, walked up to the man, and directly untied her clothes...

On weekdays, she always wraps herself up to be old-fashioned and boring, giving off the image of an antique with a stoic heart.

But Wen Muchi knew how seductive she really was.

Especially when he thinks about the beauty hidden under her old-fashioned appearance, which can only bloom in front of him, people can't help but want to let her bloom for him again and again.

A dark fire flashed in the man's eyes.

Wen Shiqi's movements paused, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

The memory of "that night"... also emerged from her mind unconsciously...

That night was the only time they were intimate.

The man's hot body and strong arms made her feel hot every time she thought about it...

Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Shiqi suddenly felt empty.

Wen Muchi picked her up and threw her on the bed, his strong body pressing down on her.

A hint of shyness and secret expectation flashed through Wen Shiqi's heart.

She is deeply in love with the man in front of her...

She also longs for him to be nice to her and long for his closeness.

But since "that night", he never touched her again.

Tonight...will he touch her?

"Wen Shiqi, have you forgotten your identity?"

The man's sarcastic words were like a bucket of cold water pouring over Wen Shiqi's heart.

The blush on her face dissipated instantly and there was no blood at all: "I didn't..."

"there is nothing?"

Wen Muchi grabbed her neck.

"You want to say that you didn't set me up three years ago? Or that you didn't force me to marry you?"

His eyes glanced mockingly at the glass of pear juice she had just brought in.

"Several years have passed, and your methods are still as shameful as ever!"

Back then, she gave him a glass of pear juice like this, and then everything got out of control!

A flash of deep disgust flashed in Wen Muchi's eyes, and he threw Wen Shiqi out with a wave of his hand.

She fell off the bed and hit her kneecap hard on the floor.

"Ah!" She cried out in pain.

Wen Muchi's eyebrows tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward, but then he forcefully pushed himself back as if he thought of something.

Wen Shiqi knelt on the ground in embarrassment. The collar that she had just half untied was now wide open. From his angle, he had a clear view of the scenery inside...

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and the disgust in his eyes became even worse: "Get out!"

Wen Shiqi felt a sharp pain in her heart. Seeing the man's undisguised disgust towards her, she suddenly wondered if her persistence had any meaning...

She was really...tired.

"Wen Muchi, let's get a divorce." She said.