Before going to sleep at night, An Ruo had a phone call with Yun Feiyang. The two of them didn’t really say anything cheesy.
They were both still quite shy, and after some casual conversation, they wished each other good night and hung up.
An Ruo laid down her phone, ready to sleep, when the phone rang again.
Thinking it was Yun Feiyang, she immediately picked up the phone but changed color at the sight of the number displayed.
Just like a clingy ghost!
It was a call from Tang Yuchen; An Ruo didn’t want to answer.
She cut off the call and turned off the phone, not wanting to hear that annoying voice.
A lady’s elegant voice came from the phone, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off."
Tang Yuchen put away his phone, a cold smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.
When An Ruo was sleeping in the middle of the night, she felt, in a daze, as if someone was staring at her.
She opened her eyes and suddenly saw a figure sitting by her bed.
Almost by reflex, she opened her mouth to scream, but with a snap, the bedside lamp was quickly turned on, and before she could let out a scream, she clearly saw who the figure was.
An Ruo’s eyes widened in shock, never expecting to see Tang Yuchen in her room at midnight.
She curled up with the blanket into a corner, her face pale, watchfully staring at him, "How... how did you get in?"
The man crossed his arms and looked at her lightly with his dark eyes.
"An Ruo, you’ve become brave, daring not to answer my call," he said in a soft voice, though devoid of any warmth.
An Ruo clutched the blanket tightly, her heartbeat racing with eyes filled with tension and wariness, and a fear she was desperately trying to hide.
"I have nothing to do with you anymore... Why should I answer your call! Please, now leave, or I’m calling the police!"
"You say we have nothing to do with each other?" Tang Yuchen slightly curled his mouth, sneering, "Baby, you are my woman, how can we have no connection? A day as husband and wife means an everlasting favor, let alone the seven days we’ve been married. Are you trying to forget me so quickly and sever ties with me?"
"Please leave!" An Ruo didn’t want to listen to his nonsense, her emotions becoming agitated, "Tang Yuchen, stop haunting me! You have so many women, why can’t you let me go? Please, let me go for the love of God, I’m begging you!"
But the man shook his head, "No good, you’ve already been mine, why should I let you go?"
"Now I have nothing to do with you!"
"No, An Ruo, you will always be related to me."
These words, like a curse, made An Ruo feel like she couldn’t breathe and as if there was no escape.
Her shoulders sagging, she said with utter exhaustion, "If you want to drive me to death, just say it. Tang Yuchen, do you really have to drive me to death before you’ll be satisfied?"
The man’s gaze gradually became deeper, yet the corners of his mouth were always bent in a devilish smile.
"An Ruo, come here," he beckoned her gently, and An Ruo shook her head fiercely, retreating even further back.
"Come here quickly, or I will come over."
"What are you going to do?!"
With a smile and a good-natured voice, Tang Yuchen said, "You’ll know once you come over."
"I’m not coming over!" Who knew what he would do to her, what if he forced her again?
Seeing her like that, the man found it quite funny, "I won’t do anything to you, but if you don’t come over, I will really be impolite."