After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

He Zhan withdrew his hand and dropped it behind his back. He suppressed the emotion in his eyes and spoke slowly, "Don't be so excited. If you are unwilling, I am not interested either."

Being teased like this, Song Huiling's temper immediately flared up, her eyes filled with anger and glaring: "Look, you are so arrogant and domineering. Once I disobey you, you will be unhappy. You treat me like a domestic kitten. If I am docile, you will be happy to coax me. If I show my claws, you will slap me and humiliate me in every way. Tell me, am I your wife or your plaything?"

He Zhan was so angry that he pulled Song Huiling into his arms, leaned over to touch her forehead, and said through gritted teeth: "Song Huiling, do you know what a plaything is?"

Without waiting for her to respond, the big hand reached under the hem of her clothes.

Song Huiling's body trembled, and he looked up at him, defiantly saying, "Isn't the General very powerful? This little bit of strength is not enough."

"Song Huiling, you're doing very well! I want to see how long you can keep being stubborn today!" He Zhan turned Song Huiling's body around and made her face away from him.

She raised her left wrist and pushed her tall body forward, pressing the person in front of her onto the carved wooden table in the room.

Song Huiling struggled desperately while cursing, "He Zhan, you are not a human being. You are so rough for the first time. If you have the guts, kill me!"

He Zhan's pent-up anger suddenly released a little. He just wanted to scare her.

Restraining his anger, he slapped her on the buttocks as a punishment, then pulled her up and hugged her from behind.

The burning breath sprayed on her ears, and he said firmly: "Song Huiling, I will not divorce you. Apart from divorce, I will do whatever you want."

"Liar! You don't allow me to show my face in public. If I stay with you, I will never be able to do what I want to do in my life! I just said that I am not free with you, why won't you let me go!" Song Huiling was trapped in He Zhan's arms, unable to move, and could only complain with words.

He Zhan turned Song Huiling's body over and made her face him: "What do you want to do that I won't allow?"

Now that things have come to this, there is no need to hide anything, so Song Huiling confessed: "Let's talk about the time when we went to Turingguan to set up a stall. Didn't you say you would never let me go? To tell you the truth, my mother accompanied me, and not only did we go, we also made a lot of money."

"That's all?" He Zhan's anger suddenly subsided. "Do you really think you hid it so well that I don't know anything about it?"

Song Huiling was somewhat stunned: "You are lying! If you knew it a long time ago, why didn't you just tell me directly? In the final analysis, you just don't agree with me doing this!"

He Zhan stared at Song Huiling and said seriously, "I admit that I don't want you to show up outside, but it's not like you think that I'm afraid you'll embarrass me and I'm deliberately restricting your freedom. I simply feel sorry for you. My mother has suffered all her life with my father, and I don't want you to be like my mother, living a hard life after marrying me. You running around outside to make money to support the family shows my incompetence."

"You see, in the final analysis, you still care about your face and think that women should be supported by men." Song Huiling did not soften his tone at all.

He Zhan felt that Song Huiling was very good at making trouble. No matter how he explained, she would always argue. So he simply stopped the topic and asked, "Then tell me, what do you want to do? I promise not to interfere with your choice, so don't even think about divorce!"

"I want to set up a tea garden of my own in Qianzhong. In the future, I want the tea brand I create to be sold all over the country and popular in the West." Song Huiling said in a resounding voice.

He Zhan was a little stunned for a moment. He originally thought that Song Huiling just wanted to continue setting up a stall to sell food to pass the time, but he never thought that she had such a grand vision in her heart.

"But do you know how difficult this road will be for you alone?" He Zhan knew that Song Huiling was angry, so he tried to be careful with his words and didn't dare to say anything that would undermine her confidence.

Song Huiling thought He Zhan was looking down on her, but she didn't say anything in anger that she could do it. She tried her best to stay calm and said, "Which road is not difficult? But no matter how difficult the road is, don't we have to walk it step by step? Besides, who said I can only rely on myself? During the time I was setting up a stall in Turing Pass, I met two noble people. One was willing to transfer the mountain to me for free, and the other was willing to introduce me to work in the tea plantation. He Zhan, I have my own plans, and this is not an impulse decision."

He Zhan suddenly faced a problem. Because Song Huiling was weak, he seemed to see everything about her as extremely fragile and in need of careful care.

But it seems that is not the case now. His wife has her own ideas. It is just as she said, he restricts her too much.

After a long silence, He Zhan slowly spoke: "I'm sorry, I was too self-righteous."

Song Huiling thought He Zhan would stick to his own opinion. After all, long-solidified ideas are not so easy to change. But he suddenly apologized, which made her a little at a loss.

"Ling'er." He Zhan looked at Song Huiling affectionately. This was the first time he called her so intimately. "I won't stop you from doing whatever you want to do, but promise me that you won't divorce me, okay?"

Song Huiling was silent, feeling extremely tormented. He Zhan had already given in to this extent, and she couldn't utter a single harsh word.

He Zhan looked surprised: "Why, you are still not satisfied with this, are you deceiving me? Your real purpose is still for Xie Yunsui!"

"You should know why my mother brought me into the He family." Song Huiling looked at He Zhan steadily.

How could He Zhan not know that his mother's greatest wish was to have a grandson in her arms as soon as possible.

He Zhan noticed Song Huiling's resistance and tried to lower his voice to comfort her: "If you don't want to have a baby, then don't have one. I like you, not the baby."

"But we don't want children. Mother won't agree. She will definitely try different methods to induce the birth of the baby in the future, and then all the pressure will be on me." Song Huiling felt suffocated when she thought about the rift between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the future over the issue of having children.

"Your worries are unfounded." He Zhan said firmly, "I will go to Doctor Yu to ask for a bowl of sterilizing soup, and then go to A Niang and tell her that it is my fault that I delayed you."

Infertility... infertility soup?

Song Huiling was slightly shocked: "That's not necessary... What's the difference between drinking the sterilizing soup and being castrated? If you want to regret it in the future, it will be too late."

The corners of He Zhan's lips twitched slightly. What on earth was Song Huiling thinking about?

"You can take the blame for your failure on your mother, but you are not allowed to go to Doctor Yu to ask for any infertility soup. Do you understand?" Song Huiling asked sternly.