"Seeing my wife unharmed, I am not angry," Duan Feixun was also gazing at her, in the night she seemed even more enchanting.
Zheng Tong knew he was a lawyer, very happy to speak in a way intended to bring joy to others.
But still, she couldn’t help but embrace him, "Thank you!"
Duan Feixun smiled with his mouth wide, embracing her in return, kissing her hair, then her earlobe...
Zheng Tong felt a bit ticklish, and her heart was racing. She tried to dodge slightly, but didn’t resist.
Duan Feixun looked at her in his arms, a touch of rosy warmth on his face, he whispered softly: "Wife, let’s go home, okay?"
He didn’t mind the thrill in the car, but, the car was still parked at the police station!
"Okay..." Zheng Tong answered softly.
Duan Feixun took that as her agreement. He could enjoy a man’s privilege tonight, couldn’t he?
Duan Feixun drove the car swiftly, as if he couldn’t wait to get home.
Zheng Tong sat in the passenger seat, feeling the sweetness of marriage for the first time. She glanced at him occasionally and found that he was also looking at her.
They exchanged smiles and then both turned their heads away.
He needed to concentrate on driving, while she felt happiness rising bit by bit.
Or maybe, deep down, Bei Ran always understood that she could never bring trouble to Gu Qingchen.
It had been this way during their marriage.
And she came to believe it as well, after their divorce.
Seeing that Gu Qingchen had been silent all the way home, then standing on the balcony smoking, it was natural for her to think this way.
Did she bring him trouble tonight?
Gu Qingchen was looking at her too, the closeness allowing the scent of red wine on her to drift into his nostrils.
"Why do you say that?" Gu Qingchen’s voice was a bit husky.
Bei Ran spoke softly: "You came to the police station to bail me out!"
He watched her stand in the cold wind, on an autumn night in A City, where the weather was still very hot, requiring air conditioning to sleep.
Yet, he saw her body tremble ever so slightly!
"First time going in?" Gu Qingchen took a drag on his cigarette, slowly exhaling the smoke which spiraled up in a small ring before drifting upwards.
"Yes!" Bei Ran was like a child who had done something wrong!
She had lived to the age of 28, and this was her first such indulgence!
Gu Qingchen did not speak; he took another drag, deeper this time, and the cloud of smoke he exhaled was larger.
Bei Ran spoke softly: "Also, thank you for bailing them out with me!"
"How will you thank me?" Gu Qingchen’s face turned cold, treating him with such formality, was he nothing to her? Not even an ex-husband anymore?
Bei Ran stood before him, with what could she thank him?
Money? He had plenty, he didn’t care for it!
Her body? From their contracted marriage four years ago, hadn’t she always been offering it to him?
Hadn’t he grown tired of the same body?
Gu Qingchen’s eyes were fixed on her, deep as the ocean and cold as frost. She trembled under his gaze.
She didn’t want to reveal the emotions deep within her heart. She wanted to say that tonight, she was actually scared – not just for herself in the police station but also for the trouble her three friends faced.
It wasn’t until his arrival that she felt her fearful heart slowly gathering strength.
He felt she had done something wrong, didn’t he?
Or maybe, she really wasn’t behaving herself!
It was her fault for bringing him trouble; his anger was justified.
With what could she thank him? What else did she have?
Before Gu Qingchen’s rage could erupt, she gently began to undo the buttons on her shirt.
After all, during their four years of marriage, hadn’t she always used her body to please him?
If he didn’t want such gratitude, would he stop her from continuing to undress?
Finally, he spoke, but his words were so cold and final: "Why don’t you continue?"
Bei Ran’s heart shook, facing more embarrassment than at the police station, unparalleled by his presence.
Even though he was her ex-husband, her boss from a four-year contract marriage, there weren’t few times she had been bare before him!
She could also find her place, never asking him for anything, especially not for emotional demands.
After the divorce, she thought she could escape the prison of her feelings, but she hadn’t anticipated how deeply she was ensnared.
And he would not let her go, forbidding her to leave with domineering possessiveness.
Bei Ran took her cellphone and walked towards him.
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