Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

"Tell me, how blind was I to think Thirteen was a mute and easy to bully."

Ouyang Xian was extremely depressed. He looked at the people opposite him and couldn't help but complain:

"Don't you think she has changed a little too fast in the past two days?!"

Xuanyuan Jing recalled the scene she saw yesterday, her face changed, but she wisely did not interrupt. Zhao Wenlong thought for a while, then said uncertainly:

"Maybe, she has been busy with too many things recently, so her temper has become a little bad. I remember that when the eldest brother was assigned a particularly difficult task by the master, he went crazy for nearly a month."

Xie Xiaofeng looked thoughtful, as if considering the possibility of this matter. On the contrary, Jiang Wenbai spoke calmly:

"She hasn't been sleeping much lately, and she hasn't been sleeping well, so she must be under a lot of pressure."

When everyone heard him say this, they remembered what Zhao Wenlong had just said about Shangguan Zhi going crazy for a month, and they couldn't help but look at Jiang Wenbai with pale faces and a somewhat collapsed expression.

On the other side, in the meeting hall, Yan Wenmo angrily threw the document in his hand heavily to the ground in front of the trembling puppets, sneering:

"It's just an ordinary thing. You worked on it for three days. Three days would have been fine, but you handed me a bunch of garbage. I asked you to investigate the total population of the Bloodthirsty Hall, how many people are old and young, is that difficult?! Is that difficult?!"

Because of anger, Yan Wenmo slammed the table so loudly that the puppets below trembled even more, and were too scared to say a word.

Perhaps he heard the noise, Gu Hansheng walked out of the meeting hall with an appearance of watching a good show. He looked at Yan Wenmo who was sitting on a high seat and rubbed his temples with his eyes closed when he saw him, and couldn't help but teasing:

"What's troubling you so much?! How about... I help you solve it?!"

Yan Wenmo was too lazy to look at him, and his tone became a little colder as he refused:

"Need not"

Gu Hansheng was not annoyed. Instead, he walked to her side, got close to her, put his hands on her shoulders, leaned close to her ear and whispered in a slightly lower voice:

"Why haven't you been sleeping lately? Is it because your husband makes you unhappy?!"

Thinking of the recent messy dreams, Yan Wenmo clenched her hands and gritted her teeth. She took a deep breath and said in a tone as if it was icy:

"open"

Gu Hansheng heard this, chuckled, and said lovingly:

"Are you angry?! Are you angry just now?! It's just a dream, what's there to be angry about? Or do you feel that I flirted with you in the dream?"

His words were soft and gentle, with a hint of pride and cunning. He looked at Yan Wenmo, who had his eyes closed and whose breathing suddenly became heavy, and raised his eyebrows.

Hearing his words, Yan Wenmo suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at Gu Hansheng fiercely and said sarcastically:

"You said you liked it, so you like it this way? It's really eye-opening."

Seeing Yan Wenmo mocking him, Gu Hansheng loosened his grip on Yan Wenmo's shoulders, walked up to her, bent over, looked into her fiery eyes, and chuckled:

"Food and sex are human nature. Since you are my wife, you should have sex with me. Love between men and women is also human nature. I don't think I have done anything wrong?"

"Human nature?! Sexual pleasure?! Love between a man and a woman?! How ridiculous! Your so-called love is to drag an innocent person into your dream, let him/her do those dirty things with you, and then swear to me that this is love?!"

The more Yan Wenmo spoke, the angrier she became. She looked at Gu Hansheng, who was unmoved by her words, and felt that she could no longer suppress her anger over the past few days. She burst out and roared:

"Is that love?! Is that love?! You are just lusting after her body, you are cheap, you are mean, you are shameless, you are vulgar"

A barrage of spit sprayed all over Gu Hansheng's face, but he still looked calm and composed, smiling gently, and then he said stubbornly:

"Whatever you say, I have chosen you anyway. If you said it's a lifetime, then it's a lifetime. If you said it's for eternity, then it's for eternity. Don't even mention anything else. Even a moment, a change, or an hour late won't do."

Yan Wenmo simply felt that he could not communicate with the other party at all. Thinking about the torture of not sleeping in the past few days because he did not want to see the other party in his dreams, he was so angry that he burst into tears.

Tears of grievance flowed down from his eyes. Yan Wenmo sniffed and felt that he had never felt so wronged before.

She didn't feel wronged when her family was wiped out, she didn't feel wronged when she was bullied by the Demon Lord, and she didn't feel wronged when she was almost beaten to death in the Ghost King Sect. But now, she couldn't sleep, she really felt wronged.

Gu Hansheng looked at her crying with distress, and couldn't help but wipe away her tears with his hand. He said with a complicated expression:

"Do you hate me that much?!"

Yan Wenmo didn't know if he was angry or not, he stared at him fiercely with tearful eyes, and said in a seemingly fierce but actually choked voice:

"Go find Yan Qingshuang to fulfill her promise?! Why are you pestering me?! Who do you think wants to be her reincarnation? Who do you think wants your love? I tell you, I don't want it. Even without you, there are still people who like me. There are many people who like me. I don't need you to pity me."

After saying this, she wanted to hold back her tears, but she couldn't, so she could only bite her lips and glare at Gu Hansheng with resentment.

Gu Hansheng looked into her eyes, looking at her with some hurt, and gently touched her face, saying tenderly:

"Who pities you?! Shuang'er, it's you who should pity me, it's you who should look back at me. I've waited for you for so long, not a year, not ten years, but a thousand years. Every day and night of these thousand years, I've been thinking about you, I've been longing for you, you know I..."

“I don’t want to know”

Yan Wenmo shook off Gu Hansheng's hand that was touching his cheek in extreme frustration, covered his ears hysterically, and roared:

"I don't want to know. I don't want to know anything. What does Yan Qingshuang have to do with me?! What does my past life have to do with me?! I am me, I am Yan Wenmo, I am not Yan Qingshuang"

Perhaps to vent his anger, Yan Wenmo continued to speak regardless:

"I don't want to know how many promises Yan Qingshuang made to you? How many sweet words did she say? What did you go through?! I don't want to know if there are any happy memories. What does this have to do with me?! This is not what I went through. Why should I become a tool for you to remember your love?"

Gu Hansheng looked at Yan Wenmo, who was crying and roaring in front of him, and was silent. Then he stood up quietly. He looked down at her, not at eye level, not looking up, but looking down.

He looked as if he was reading out some orders, expressionless, with cold eyes as he looked at Yan Wenmo who was still venting her tears, and said word by word with certainty:

"I don't care who you think you are?! I don't want to know how you hate me?! I don't want to know if you like other men, I just tell you"

As he spoke, he placed his hand on Yan Wenmo's head, and with a tone full of coldness and madness, he leaned close to her ear and whispered like a devil:

"I've decided on you, Yan Qingshuang. I'm telling you, if you provoke me, you have to take responsibility for me. I don't care what you think or whether you want it or not. I just want to fight you to the end, until death. Either you kill me, or you accept me. There is no other way."

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo stopped crying. At this moment, her eyes were full of destructive madness. She knew that she could not kill Gu Hansheng, so she had no choice.

There were still traces of tears on her face. Looking at the indifferent expression of Gu Hansheng opposite her, she wiped away her tears silently, sneered a few times, and then looked at the other party coldly.

She gritted her teeth, with sarcasm, anger, stubbornness and viciousness on her face, and said coldly:

"Until death, is this how you play it?! You have to do it this way, right? Do you think I can't afford to play? Do you think I really can't afford to play?!"