She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

Shen Tang's good mood vanished as she looked at Lu Jingshen standing at the door.

What the hell are you doing, following me like a ghost?

Huo Xiuyuan tightened his grip on the teacup.

Ge Aihua couldn't help but frown, and said in a stern voice:

"This is the training dormitory for the performing arts troupe. How dare you just come in like that?"

The prospective members haven't moved in yet, so there's no one guarding the entrance. However, it's inappropriate for Lu Jingshen to come uninvited.

Lu Jingshen took a few steps forward and said with a humble smile:

"Shen Tang left in a hurry this morning. I originally wanted to see her off, but I had something to do at the garment factory and couldn't get away. I was worried about her, so I came to check on her."

He just wanted to see where Shen Tang lived and also to ease the tension between them.

Lu Jingshen looked at Shen Tang tenderly and said, "Wife, I brought your favorite braised pork."

Shen Tang felt uncomfortable all over after he called her "wife".

She stood up, walked to the courtyard gate, and looked at him coldly:

"Lu Jingshen, what are you pretending to be so affectionate for? This morning you had the women's director, Li Xiuying, stop me from coming to the cultural troupe, and now you're bringing me braised pork."

Shen Tang scoffed, "I hate braised pork the most, didn't you know that?"

Neither the original owner nor Shen Tang herself liked to eat braised pork; they felt like vomiting as soon as they put fatty meat in their mouths.

This Lu Jingshen, after three years of marriage, doesn't even know this.

Lu Jingshen's face was very ugly. He never expected that Shen Tang would be so ruthless as to confront him to his face.

"I also brought you some dumplings, try them."

Lu Jingshen strode into the courtyard, placed the lunchbox on the table, and opened it—

The dumplings inside were stuck together crookedly, and many of them were broken.

The sight of this tattered box of dumplings alongside the three delicious dishes Huo Xiuyuan had prepared was truly ironic.

Ge Aihua smiled and said calmly, "Since you're here, sit down and eat with us! These dishes were all prepared by Commander Huo."

Lu Jingshen clenched his back teeth and hurriedly closed the lunchbox.

What kind of lousy dumplings did Yang Xinyue give him?!

You've made him lose face so much!

Shen Tang sneered, "Hmph, don't try to disgust me with junk anymore. I don't like junk, and I don't like people either!"

Lu Jingshen raised his eyes, looked at Shen Tang, and said with deep affection:

"Shen Tang, I know you have a problem with me because of my mother. But it's also very difficult for me to be caught in the middle."

"I won't make things difficult for you. You can go ahead and be a dutiful son; I don't care."

Shen Tang stretched out her hand toward the door:

Goodbye, don't bother seeing me out.

Lu Jingshen stood there without moving; he wanted to say something more.

Huo Xiuyuan stood up, his tall figure exuding a cold aura.

"go out."

Lu Jingshen looked up at him, adjusted his glasses, and then said to Shen Tang:

"young married woman....."

"Don't call me 'wife'!"

Enraged, Shen Tang grabbed a broom from the side and hurled it at the person.

Lu Jingshen frowned, picked up the lunchbox, and ran outside.

Shen Tang chased him all the way to the main gate before giving up.

Lu Jingshen leaned against a big tree outside the door, panting. He had never been so disheveled.

This Shen Tang is really ungrateful. He braved the scorching sun to bring her food, and she actually hit him with a broom!

She's such a shrew! Yang Xinyue is much gentler.

But when he thought of that box of rotten dumplings, a feeling of resentment rose in his heart again.

That's so embarrassing.

Having chased Lu Jingshen away, Shen Tang returned angrily, carrying a broom.

Huo Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, but he immediately coughed lightly to cover it up.

Ge Aihua pursed her lips and looked at him, then laughed, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. Why hold it in?"

"Let's eat! It's getting cold."

Huo Xiuyuan said in a deep voice when he saw Shen Tang return.

Shen Tang clapped her hands and sat down, only to find a piece of meat in her bowl.

She was a little confused; had she just picked up some meat?

Ge Aihua looked at Shen Tang, "Do you have any plans in mind?"

This can't go on. If Shen Tang officially becomes a member of the performing arts troupe, Lu Jingshen's constant commotion will definitely affect Shen Tang's future.

Shen Tang stuffed the meat into her mouth and muttered, "There's nothing to miss about that dog of a man. Once I join the performing arts troupe, I'll divorce him."

Huo Xiuyuan's lips twitched slightly as he picked up his teacup and took a sip of water.

Ge Aihua glanced at it, a smile curving her lips, and said to Shen Tang:

"Just figure it out yourself."

"Eat your meal, don't waste this table of good food because of him."

Shen Tang gave Huo Xiuyuan a thumbs up.

"Commander Huo's cooking is superb!"

Huo Xiuyuan didn't say anything, picked up the large tea mug again and started drinking water, pressing his lips to the back of the mug repeatedly.

Lu Jingshen returned to the garment factory dejectedly.

Yang Xinyue stood under the big tree by the door, looking at him with a resentful expression.

Where did you go?

Lu Jingshen was very annoyed and strode forward. Yang Xinyue followed behind him.

Lu Jingshen walked into the storage room deep inside the workshop with a gloomy expression. It was lunchtime, and no one was in the workshop.

Yang Xinyue followed him inside, grabbed his arm, and said in a choked voice:

"Did you go to see Shen Tang?"

Lu Jingshen turned around, pinned her against the door, and leaned in to kiss her.

"Ugh—"

Yang Xinyue's eyes widened in shock.

Lu Jingshen's kiss was rough, his hands around her waist kneading her flesh forcefully, and he tried to slip them under her clothes.

Yang Xinyue shoved him away and slapped him across the face.

With a "smack," neither too loud nor too soft.

"What are you doing?"

Large tears streamed down Yang Xinyue's face.

Lu Jingshen slumped against the shelf, muttering:

"I'm sorry... You can go now..."

Lu Jingshen slowly squatted down, took off his glasses, and ran his fingers through his hair.

He held his head in his hands and buried it in his knees.

Yang Xinyue looked at him, bit her lip, and slowly took a few steps forward.

She raised her hand and gently touched his hand. "What's wrong?"

Lu Jingshen neither spoke nor moved.

Yang Xinyue knelt down in front of him, her voice soft and shy:

"I'm not blaming you, it's just...it was so sudden..."

Lu Jingshen raised his head, gazing at her with deep affection, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

As he drew closer, he looked at the expression on her face, gently kissed her cheek, and Yang Xinyue softly closed her eyes.

Lu Jingshen's eyes darkened, and he kissed her lips.

Yang Xinyue trembled slightly and grabbed Lu Jingshen's clothes.

The man's rapid breathing mingled with the woman's suppressed moans, creating an exceptionally ambiguous atmosphere in the cramped storage room.

Yang Xinyue hugged Lu Jingshen tightly; she truly loved him, loved him so much.

From the moment they first met on that rainy day, she fell hopelessly in love with him. Even after learning that he was already married, she was still willing to wait for him to get a divorce.

But now, she feels like she can't hold onto him anymore.

Yang Xinyue endured his not-so-gentle kiss while tears streamed down her face.

"Clang! Clang!"

The door to the storage room was suddenly pushed open.

A voice outside asked in confusion, "Who's in there?"