Wen Ya dismissed her maid and struggled to get up so she could get Zheng Shuyan some water.

Zheng Shuyan was in his white robe, the jade-like man suddenly pulled Wen Ya over and held her in his arms…

“Wen Ya! Stop avoiding me!”

Zheng Shuyan’s lips swept past Wen Ya’s earlobe, bringing to her a hint of his masculine touch.

Wen Ya shuddered as her voice gave in.

“Zheng Shuyan, let go of me, Yuan Zhe is home, if he realizes what you’re doing, you’ll be dead…”

Wen Ya had suffered ten thousand points of shock as she attempted pushing Zheng Shuyan who only tightened his hold.

She paused and started clinging onto the warmth he provided as she stopped struggling.

“Little Ya, leave with me, please? I don’t want to see you hurt anymore. Seeing you like this, I want to murder someone…”

Wen Ya cried. Her tears streamed down her cheeks freely, but she did not dare to make any sound.

She bit her lips to keep herself from crying out loud, but her body began to pulse as she suppressed her crying.

“Shuyan, I… I’m not clean… please… please don’t do this…”

Zheng Shuyan suddenly let go of Wen Ya and lifted her tear-covered face. “Little Ya, I don’t care. You’re always pure and saintly in my heart!”

Having said that, unable to control his own emotion, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips hungrily!

Wen Ya was scared. She struggled a little, but her body was not strong enough to break away from his hegemonic kiss.

Zheng Shuyan did not care. He kept plucking the fragrance between her lips and teeth greedily, his tongue playing with hers, not leaving her any respite.

With that, Wen Ya laid limply, allowing Zheng Shuyan to harvest her…

The woman who had long been denied of kindness slowly began to respond to him, her hands grasping tightly at the cloth around his waist, her breath growing heavy…

After an indeterminate amount of time, Zheng Shuyan finally let go of the woman who had been robbed of her oxygen.

He carefully placed a kiss on her forehead. “Little Ya, when I heard the dean saying he was sending someone to remove the cast for you, did you know how excited I was?”

Wen Ya cried uncontrollably again. Seeing her tears, Zheng Shuyan’s heart broke.

“Little Ya, why are you avoiding me? Do you know, my main reason for giving up staying in the UK and come to Luo Hai was to find you…”

Zheng Shuyan hugged Wen Ya tightly, his hands caressing the top of her head.

Wen Ya’s sobbing had turned into a wordless sniffle. Zheng Shuyan carried her onto the couch. After a while, when her emotion was calmer, she said slowly, “Let’s end it between us… Yuan Family is not someone you want to cross, I don’t want to involve you…”

“Little Ya, how could I leave when you’re staying in this hell hole yourself? If I leave, you should come with me. Divorce that bastard, fly away with me!”

Hearing that, Wen Ya chuckled bitterly. She looked up at Zheng Shuyan, her face determined. “I’m not leaving. I want to stay, I want to see these demons getting the karma they deserve! My child… cannot die in vain… If I live in pain… they cannot live in paradise…”

As she said that, Wen Ya smiled wildly. She clutched at Zheng Shuyan’s arms fervidly. “Shuyan, I can’t involve you in this. If Yuan Zhe found out, he could do anything…”

Zheng Shuyan snorted. He said lightly, “You think I’m afraid of him?”

Just as he said that, a set of footsteps came from outside, “Where’s my wife?”

The maid said, “Young Master, the doctor removing her cast was just here…”

Wen Ya knew it was Yuan Zhe. She pushed Zheng Shuyan away and begged, “Please leave, quickly. You can’t let Yuan Zhe see you. I don’t care if he beats me to death, I can’t have him involve you…”

Zheng Shuyan shook Wen Ya’s hand unhurriedly. “Little Ya, don’t worry!”

He stood up, stretching the creases on his outfit with a composed coolness, and a well-knit collectedness reappeared on his person.

When Yuan Zhe had come in, he managed to catch Zheng Shuyan’s cold eyes. Yuan Zhe was startled as he looked at Wen Ya. Her face was dry, but it was apparent that she had just cried.

The man’s face darkened. “Wen Ya, what’s happening? Hmm? ”

Yuan Zhe’s voice had always been full of murderous intent that may have been trained on him due to his being bullied. Every time Wen Ya heard him, she was scared.

Shuddering, she could not look at Yuan Zhe with her red eyes, but Zheng Shuyan spoke up. “Mr. Yuan, is it? I am Wen Ya’s college friend and am now an orthopedician under Third Master Yuan’s payroll!”

Zheng Shuyan’s words were neither condescending nor humble, his tones were cool, exuding a hint of tranquility in his behavior.

It could be that he was a doctor and had trained to carry that composure, Yuan Zhe could not help but be stifled by the man. He had wanted to look for something to blame Wen Ya, but now his attention was wholly focused on this man.

“Oh? Is that so? Little Ya was crying because she met an old friend?” Yuan Zhe sat beside Wen Ya and placed a hand on Wen Ya’s shoulder. She was pulled into his arms as he placed his other hand onto her injured leg. Putting a little more force, Wen Ya squealed painfully as her tears threatened to stream down her cheeks again!

Zheng Shuyan held his fist tight. His veins popped and he snorted coldly. “Wen Ya was just telling me that her injury was because she fell. I checked it. How much strength would you need to hurt yourself like this?”

Zheng Shuyan paused as he observed Yuan Zhe’s expression before he continued, “I think Third Master Yuan must have trusted me enough to send me here, so I won’t spread the news that someone who married into the Yuan Family was suffering domestic abuse…”

“You!” Yuan Zhe’s face contorted into a furious barbarity. ‘This gutsy doctor dare threaten me!’

“Mr Yuan, don’t be too irritated. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything. After all, the second house of the Yuan Family is currently surrounded by unrest…”

Zheng Shuyan finished his words and looked at Wen Ya sadly. He said sadly, “Wen Ya, I’ll be back to check on your injury next time. Please take care of yourself.”

Wen Ya understood Zheng Shuyan’s unsaid comment. She nodded. “Thank you, Doctor Zheng!”

Zheng Shuyan took the tools he brought and told Yuan Zhe, “Mr Yuan, I shall take my leave!”

Yuan Zhe’s eyes were spitting venom as he watched while Zheng Shuyan walked away. He lowered his head and saw that his woman looked longing. A surge of resentment filled his heart as he choked Wen Ya’s chin. “Still yearning for him?”

Wen Ya’s gaze was chill and emotionless, she flashed him a condescending smile. “Yuan Zhe, your biggest weakness is your lack of confidence! He’s just a college friend, and this is your reaction? What, do you care about me or something? Compared to what you do outside, I think I’m pretty clean!”

Yuan Zhe had never seen Wen Ya behave this way. He gritted his teeth and threatened, “If you dare to cheat on me, I will let the Wen Family die without a grave to hold them!”

Hearing that, Wen Ya laughed maniacally. Yuan Zhe was startled by her laughter. After she had laughed enough, she wiped away the tears and spat out through gritted teeth, “Then I should thank you!”

“For so many years, I have tolerated a life not meant for humans or ghosts alike, that’s all because of Wen Family! You have ruined my whole life! You kept using Wen Family to threaten me, now let me tell you, I can’t wait for the day that you all died! If you torment me again, I will leak everything I’ve endured all these years to the public, so either the fish dies or the net splits!

Yuan Zhe looked at the crazed expression of the woman. He thought that the second house of Yuan Family was under plenty of strife at the moment, so it was not wise to fight the woman head-on.

He smirked. “Nice, your wings have matured! Good, I like a Mrs Yuan like this. How could I play a game that either the fish dies or the net splits? Didn’t our game just start?”

Saying that, Yuan Zhe carried Wen Ya in his arms and sprinted upstairs into the bedroom on the second floor.

Wen Ya could definitely see the lust in his eyes. The weak woman closed her eyes, surrendering to her fate…