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

Shen Tang looked up and smiled, "Commander Huo, taking things too seriously is no fun. I don't want to take responsibility; I just want to enjoy the process."

"So, you've been playing me all along?"

Huo Xiuyuan stared at her, his face full of disbelief.

Shen Tang smiled and gently touched Huo Xiuyuan's chin with her hand:

"Haven't you even started playing yet?"

Huo Xiuyuan stood up abruptly, clenching his teeth and making a fist.

His gaze fell on Shen Tang's smiling face; his eyes were red-rimmed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Okay, very good."

He lifted Shen Tang up, gripped the back of her neck, and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Want to play? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

As he spoke, he kissed Shen Tang's lips, and Shen Tang's eyes widened in shock.

How could Huo Xiuyuan, who has always been upright and self-disciplined, have become so crazy?

Huo Xiuyuan kissed her lips, or rather, pressed his lips against hers.

Huo Xiuyuan stared at her with his eyes open, motionless.

Shen Tang's eyes softened, and she opened her lips to kiss his.

The sweet fragrance spread across Huo Xiuyuan's lips and teeth. He lifted her up by the waist, the veins on his arm bulging.

Shen Tang's nimble and smooth tongue conquered and expanded.

Huo Xiuyuan stood there, motionless, his lips and tongue stiff, his sanity on the verge of collapse.

Shen Tang looked up at him, a glistening tear breaking between her lips, her chest heaving:

"Commander Huo, are you still playing?"

Huo Xiuyuan stared at her intently, then suddenly turned and strode towards the courtyard.

Huo Xiuyuan leaned against the courtyard wall, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes closed as he breathed heavily.

I'm crazy, how could I have done such a thing?

Shen Tang's eyes darkened as she watched Huo Xiuyuan flee.

She lowered her head and drank the chicken soup, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.

In her past life, she also loved a man.

Just when she thought the two of them could finally get married, the man's mother found her.

He tossed her a check.

Tell her she doesn't deserve it.

Two days later, the man married another woman.

Shen Tang knew that Huo Xiuyuan came from a prominent family.

She wondered if one day, a glamorous woman would throw her a check or slap her.

If she was destined to lose, she would rather not start at all.

It's fine to play around with it.

"sorry."

Huo Xiuyuan composed himself, walked over slowly, and sat down opposite Shen Tang.

Shen Tang smiled and said, "There's nothing to apologize for."

Huo Xiuyuan looked at her seriously and said:

"What I just said was serious, and I hope you will consider it seriously as well."

Shen Tang smiled and said, "We're not a good match."

"What's wrong with it?" Huo Xiuyuan asked, frowning.

"I don't want to get married." Shen Tang looked up at him.

Huo Xiuyuan frowned as he searched for the expression on her face.

"Don't want to get married? What do you mean? Did I—scare you just now?"

Shen Tang stood up, leaned down, stared into Huo Xiuyuan's eyes, and asked:

"do you like me?"

Huo Xiuyuan looked at her earnestly and said, "I like it."

"How much do you like me? Are you willing to give up everything for me?"

"This is not contradictory," Huo Xiuyuan said.

Shen Tang stared at him for a long time without saying anything, then smiled and went back to her room.

As Huo Xiuyuan watched the figure walk away, he realized that he really didn't know her well enough.

He couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

Perhaps they all need time.

He turned around, cleared away the dishes and chopsticks, washed them clean, and arranged the table and chairs neatly.

"Shen Tang, we can take it slow."

Huo Xiuyuan stood in the courtyard and spoke to the open window.

"Okay." Shen Tang's voice came from inside the room.

Huo Xiuyuan stood there.

The jasmine flowers on the windowsill swayed in the wind, filling the courtyard with their fragrance.

*

At the hospital, Zhou Nan gratefully expressed her thanks to Qin Zheng.

"Mr. Qin, thanks to your help, Grandma is out of danger."

Qin Zheng smiled helplessly. "Boss Qin? That's too formal. Just call me Qin Zheng, or—Brother Zheng."

Qin Zheng leaned down slightly to look at Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan blushed and pursed her lips. "Qin Zheng, thank you."

Seeing her shy expression, Qin Zheng wanted to tease her even more.

He frowned and said, "Is a dry 'thank you' all you're going to say?"

Zhou Nan raised her round, almond-shaped eyes. "Then, how should I thank you?"

"Shall I sing you a Kunqu opera?"

Zhou Nan thought for a moment and then said.

She doesn't know anything else, does she?

Qin Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

This woman is so innocent and adorable.

He tilted his head and looked at her. "My standards are very high. You can't do this outfit. Come on, let's get dressed."

Qin Zheng said this and strode out.

Zhou Nan paused for a moment, clenched her little fists, and followed.

Qin Zheng opened the passenger door, and Zhou Nan said "thank you" and got in.

"Aren't you afraid I'll sell you out?"

Qin Zheng looked at Zhou Nan, a wicked smile creeping onto his lips.

Zhou Nan looked at him with some fear.

"Hold on tight."

Qin Zheng started the car.

The car drove towards the old town, becoming increasingly remote, and Zhou Nan's hands clenched tightly.

Qin Zheng stopped the car and turned to look at her.

The warm light of the setting sun shone on Zhou Nan's pretty face, making her delicate cheeks look as if they were painted with rouge.

Qin Zheng narrowed his eyes, and as if possessed, he raised his hand and pinched her cheek.

Zhou Nan recoiled in shock.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Zheng cleared his throat, turned around, and got out of the car.

"arrive."

Zhou Nan got out of the car and looked at the courtyard in front of her, her eyes widening.

It's a beautiful little courtyard, with flowers climbing all over the walls, and the gate is kept very clean.

Qin Zheng opened the door and tilted his head at Zhou Nan: "Let's go."

Zhou Nan hesitated for a moment, "Whose house is this?"

Qin Zheng stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into the courtyard.

"Zheng'er, what brings you here?" An elderly woman with completely white hair came out.

The old lady stood ramrod straight, exuded elegance, and wore a gentle smile.

Her gaze fell on Zhou Nan, who nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Grandma."

"it is good."

The old lady looked up at Qin Zheng, her eyes smiling:

"This is--?"

"Zhou Nan," Qin Zheng said, "Grandma, she wants to sing Kunqu opera for me. Don't you have a costume? Put it on her."

Qin Zheng's maternal grandmother was named Shen Lijun, and she was a famous actress who was well-known throughout the country.

Later, he stopped singing and has been living in a courtyard in this old town ever since.

Shen Lijun looked Zhou Nan up and down, then nodded and said, "Come in quickly."

Qin Zheng entered the house and casually sat down on the sofa.

Shen Lijun led Zhou Nan into the inner room.

The room was decorated elegantly, with orchids and a plate of fruit on the table.

Qin Zheng picked up a grape and popped it into his mouth.

He waited a while, then asked impatiently, "Grandma, isn't it ready yet?"

"Okay, Liao—"

Grandma, in a theatrical tone, helped Zhou Nan, who was dressed neatly, out.

Zhou Nan walked out wearing flowing sleeves, her face lightly made up, her eyebrows and eyes drawn out to be thinner and longer, making her look like a completely different person.

She stood at the doorway, paused slightly, and looked up at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng froze, the grapes in his hand hanging in mid-air.

Zhou Nan slowly turned around, flicked her water sleeves, and sang out.

"Azure sky, yellow flowers on the ground, a strong west wind—"

She turned around, paused, and looked up, her movements clean and efficient. When she turned, her waist swayed like a willow in the breeze, and her eyes were lively and captivating.

Qin Zheng slowly stood up, and Zhou Nan's water sleeves were thrown out, brushing past his ear.

Qin Zheng raised his hand and pulled Zhou Nan closer.

Zhou Nan gently pushed back, then withdrew her water sleeves.

With a flick of her sleeves, she continued singing the rest of the song.

With her voice subdued and her flowing sleeves gathered, Zhou Nan stood there with her eyes slightly lowered.

Qin Zheng stepped forward and sang in the Kunqu opera style:

"I love you, my lady, but I wonder what your feelings are?"

Zhou Nan looked up in a daze, her face flushed.