After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

She seemed to have lost all feeling of pain.

The swollen, red ankle should have made him stagger when he stepped on the ground, but he walked as if on flat ground.

Jiang Ran watched as she approached the bed step by step until she stood beside him.

The face that had been so angry just moments before was now expressionless, only staring at him with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Looking down at him with disdain!

The scent of roses emanating from Wen Ling filled the air, a clean and refreshing fragrance mixed with a touch of allure.

It's like looking at a good-for-nothing husband or an immature child.

Jiang Ran felt a tightness in his heart when he saw that look. He subconsciously curled up his legs and moved his body back.

Jiang Ran realized that he had no way to retreat when his back pressed against the headboard.

"What nonsense are you talking about... Sister Wen, please don't be like this. Haven't we already started planning our divorce?"

Jiang Ran laughed awkwardly, trying to ease the atmosphere with a joking tone while simultaneously bringing Wen Ling back to her senses.

However, the effect was minimal.

Wen Ling calmly took out a pill from her hand and swallowed it with a glass of water from the bedside table without any expression.

Jiang Ran was terrified by the scene!

He swallowed hard, then forced a smile and asked, "Sister Wen, what are you eating?"

Painkillers.

Wen Ling answered expressionlessly, her face cold and her gaze fixed on him.

Hearing this answer, Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

She even knew that her foot was injured?

The atmosphere eased slightly for a moment, and Jiang Ran said with a smile, "You still need to see a doctor to treat your foot properly; painkillers alone won't help!"

"..."

Wen Ling did not speak.

She put down her water glass expressionlessly, her gaze never leaving Jiang Ran from the moment it was fixed on him.

Like a fish on a cutting board.

From this perspective, that was Jiang Ran's only feeling.

They're practically skinned alive.

It was already December, winter, and the nights by the sea were chilly. The small window panes on the French windows were not closed, and the sea breeze blew in, jolting Jiang Ran back to his senses.

Wen Ling stood like a human pillar beside the bed, staring intently at him, making him feel goosebumps all over.

"Sis, could you please stop staring at me like that?"

Jiang Ran really couldn't stand it anymore; she couldn't stand Wen Ling's thoughtful gaze.

He was about to turn his head away when he saw Wen Ling suddenly raise her hands, put them behind her back, and begin to untie the bow on her waist.

With gentle movements, she lightly pulled, and the purple sash tied into a bow was untied, followed by the unfastening of the front of her clothes...

In just a moment, the breathtaking scenery unfolded before our eyes.

Startled by this action, Jiang Ran almost instinctively shrank back.

But her back was already against the headboard, and there was no way to hide anymore.

Seeing that Wen Ling's hand was already on the most crucial shoulder strap, Jiang Ran panicked!

"What are you trying to do?! Sister Wen, can you please calm down?!"

Wen Ling paused in her movements, but didn't say anything. She just looked at Jiang Ran, tilted her head slightly, and said calmly, "I'm very calm."

"How can you be so calm? Sister Wen, we're getting a divorce soon, don't do this!"

"I didn't say I wanted a divorce."

Upon hearing these words again, Wen Ling was no longer angry; she simply stared at Jiang Ran and stated the facts.

Then, I pulled down the shoulder strap myself.

The moment the whole picture was laid out before him, Jiang Ran felt his face burning.

The window was open, and the cool sea breeze blew in from outside at night, but his face looked like he had a fever.

A blush crept up to her ears, and Jiang Ran, with nowhere left to retreat, subconsciously turned her head to the side.

If you can't avoid it if you witness it on the spot, then you can only use your willpower to avoid it.

That's what Jiang Ran thought.

At the same time, he also spoke up, telling Wen Ling, "Sister, give up. I no longer have those feelings for you."

They're already divorced, what's the point of all this?

This is utter chaos!

Wen Ling didn't speak, but pressed her knees against the side of the bed, as if she could no longer hear Jiang Ran's words. She raised her hand and forcefully grabbed Jiang Ran's chin.

When her fingers touched Jiang Ran's cheek, feeling its intense heat and noticing the blush on Jiang Ran's face, Wen Ling suddenly curled her lips into a smile and casually said, "Really?"

"Nonsense! I advise you to let me go right now, otherwise... ouch!"

Before Jiang Ran could finish speaking, Wen Ling covered his mouth with her hand.

Her sharp nails grazed his cheek, causing Jiang Ran to gasp in pain.

"Otherwise what?"

The dress was removed.

Wen Ling's long, black hair cascaded down her fair back, sliding down to her arms as she bent over.

Black makes skin appear fairer.

Her whole body was glowing white.

She rubbed Jiang Ran's chin with her thumb, her words laced with a sinister, amused tone: "Did she ever treat you like that?"

"..."

Jiang Ran knew that she was referring to Xia Yunxi.

He had no intention of doing such a thing, but with her pinching his chin, he had no choice but to look at her.

Jiang Ran didn't want to.

He didn't speak, but silently closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Wen Ling's hands tightened, her fingertips seemingly digging into her flesh. She commanded, "Open your eyes!"

"..."

Her response was still silence; Jiang Ran was determined to resist to the death.

Wen Ling's patience was almost exhausted. She tightened her grip and continued to command him, "I told you to open your eyes! Look at me!"

My jaw was being pinched so hard it hurt, and there was no doubt that my mouth area would be pinched red.

Jiang Ran finally lost her temper: "If you're sick, go get treatment! You may have no shame, but I do... *slap*!"

A crisp slap rang out instantly!

The scent of roses precedes the pain.

Jiang Ran's face was slapped to the side. The pain brought him to his senses. He was stunned for a moment, and by the time he realized what had happened, he was already furious!

"Wen Ling! Are you ever going to stop? You..."

"sorry."

Before she could even vent her anger, Wen Ling's hand pressed against her cheek, wiping Jiang Ran's face with her apology.

"I...I didn't mean to. Does it hurt a lot...? I'm sorry..."

"..."

She's gone mad.

She's not a normal person at all!

Seeing the guilt in Wen Ling's eyes, Jiang Ran didn't dare to look down at all.

What can we do?

Communication is no longer possible.

Jiang Ran simply closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

He didn't respond again, sitting half-reclined on the bed like a dead fish, his eyes still closed.

Guilt, anger, possessiveness...

Overwhelmed by countless emotions, Wen Ling had lost her composure and apologized.

As she spoke, her fingers slid down to Jiang Ran's collar.

Then she asked:

"Like this? When you're together, does she also act this proactively towards you?"