Leng Yichen cupped Bai Yiran’s cheek and the back of her head with one large hand, kissing her deeper and deeper. Bai Yiran bit down hard, deliberately injuring Leng Yichen’s lip. Her fists pounded against Leng Yichen’s chest with all her might, but compared to Leng Yichen’s solid chest, her fists were utterly ineffective.
Their heads were so close, almost glued together, and Leng Yichen could feel Bai Yiran’s heavy breathing and the resistance within it.
The more Bai Yiran resisted, the more Leng Yichen lost his sanity.
Grabbing Bai Yiran away from the table, Leng Yichen pressed her against the wall, his body pressing tightly against hers, leaving Bai Yiran no space to escape.
The midday sun warmly shone on the two of them.
Bai Yiran leaned weakly against the wall, sitting down, her face already pale turning even more ghastly.
"Wu Mei and I broke up amicably, and afterward, she went abroad and got married." Leng Yichen rubbed his temples, regretting his recent irrational behavior.
Bai Yiran smiled; what truly concerned her was not Wu Mei.
"Those days when I couldn’t reach you, where were you?"
Leng Yichen lowered his head, remaining silent.
Bai Yiran looked at him, "Were you with Wu Lin?"
Leng Yichen hesitated for a moment but still said nothing.
Bai Yiran smiled bitterly, "You cheated, didn’t you?"
"Wu Lin looks a lot like Wu Mei, and I lost control for a moment." Leng Yichen’s tone was calm.
"Haha, can’t get over your ex, huh? So Wu Lin is just a substitute."
Leng Yichen shook his head, "Not entirely like that; Wu Lin has her own uniqueness."
Finally, Leng Yichen raised his head to look at Bai Yiran, still as composed and calm as ever, "Actually, you don’t have to mind all this. As long as you want, you can still be my wife."
"Are you admitting it?" Bai Yiran’s eyes reddened, "Leng Yichen, what makes you think I would tolerate you?"
Bai Yiran found everything that had just happened truly laughable—the man who had cheated, who was ready to disclose the affair! They had just been intimate moments ago as if their relationship was about to end.
"Leng Yichen, you’re really a ridiculous person!"
Leng Yichen’s eyes locked onto hers, saying lightly, "If you can’t endure it, then let’s separate. Whatever you want, I can give it to you."
Tears that Bai Yiran struggled to hold back poured out at this moment. Ultimately, the power still lay in Leng Yichen’s hands, and it was Leng Yichen who finally proposed the separation.
Bai Yiran stood up numbly, tidying her disheveled clothes, and walked up to Leng Yichen, "I want nothing. I just want to end this ridiculous marriage as soon as possible!"
Leng Yichen’s body stiffened slightly. A ridiculous marriage—that was Bai Yiran’s assessment of their marriage.
Leng Yichen grabbed Bai Yiran’s wrist, "I will cash out the Bai Family shares you transferred to me. That Volvo was bought under your name; you can continue driving it. If there’s anything else you want, just let me know."
After saying this, Leng Yichen stood up and left the study, leaving the house.
Bai Yiran thought he must be going to find Wu Lin...
At this moment, her strong fortitude crumbled, the harsh reality having long since battered Bai Yiran to the core.