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On a particular night, two people stayed at home and watched a horror movie.

"Ah—!"

A chopped finger tumbled to the ground.

Linlang heard the sound and wanted to lean closer to see when her vision suddenly darkened.

The man covered her eyes.

She laughed. "I'm not scared of this much."

Fu Xi didn't say a word. He didn't want her to see such a bloody scene.

"This a family-friendly household," he said with a coaxing tone. "Don't look at unhealthy content."

The woman's delicate eyelashes were fluttering, and the sweeping sensation across the hollow of his palm gave him an impression of a frail beauty that needed to be cared for.

"Unhealthy?" Linlang seemed puzzled. "Then you pressing me down every day is...healthy content?"

She raised her face, and her glistening red lips revealed traces of having been bitten. Even the deadly sirens wouldn't match the allure of her voice.

Fu Xi turned dumb.

A passionate fire engulfed his heart.

With her eyes still covered, he bowed down and rested his head on hers.

"Ah! Help--"

"You bitch!"

The mournful cries from the movie rang out while the man closed his eyes and tenderly pleased his lady.

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Zheng Siyou was scrapped.

This great master who could call wind and rain in the game and was born with a golden spoon in his mouth endured unspeakable humiliation. He desperately wanted to take revenge on society.

Yang Lu ran all night.

The flickering lights of a train passing through a tunnel under the mountain pass revealed her pale and haggard face. Her eyes were bloodshot, making it seem as if she had escaped a demon lair. A driver happened to see her malnourished state and kindly offered her a boxed lunch.

Yang Lu took one look at those red nails and her stomach immediately churned. She emptied its contents on the passenger's body, releasing a horrid stench in the air. Amidst the angry cursing, the runaway heroine fell to the ground in a dead faint.

While the plot was collapsing to an unredeemable point, Linlang was in her home clothes, comfortably leaning on Fu Xi's body as she languidly browsed through wedding catalogs.

She's getting married to the male lead.

On the night they watched the horror movie, the man wordlessly pulled the tab from a can of coke and proposed in the most unrefined way.

Linlang agreed.

Fu Xi leaned back against the orange pillow and ran his fingers through her silky hair. He repeated this action as if he was playing an interesting game.

The afternoon sun rays streaked through the tall windows, and the intermittent shadows that swayed in the wind passed over Linlang's snow-white ankles.

To the side was a pot of devil's ivy they had picked up from the market. The pair was walking past the flower market when Linlang saw the lustrous plant and thought it looked cute. She lingered for a while but didn't actually intend to buy it.

The vendor looked at the attractive couple and after learning that they were going to get married, he immediately explained that the ivy meant guarding happiness in the flower language. Bringing it back to the newlywed's home would be a good way to celebrate the wedding. He even offered a 20% discount.

Faced with the vendor's well wishes, Fu Xi paid for the plant without any resistance and made plans to decorate their new residence with it.

Linlang laughed at him, saying he didn't seem like a polished businessman. He just gullibly followed the vendor's words.

In the flower market where people were coming and going, she stood there surrounded by a sea of flowers. Wearing a lake-green wrap-around dress embroidered with a water bird that exposed her delicate shoulders, she tilted her charming face and giggled as she asked, 'Fu Xi are you a fool?'

A fool?

Because he was accompanying her to browse through furniture for newlyweds, Fu Xi attached a lot of importance to this matter. He dressed up in a polished suit and looked very put together.

It was just that as he held a pot of green plants and stood under the baking hot sun, the formally elegant man turned into a mirage. His back was now drenched in sweat. The car was parked on the other side of the flower market. It wasn't too far and the two had chosen to walk the entire way.

He looked like a mess that day.

Back in the car, he discovered that even his underwear was compromised.

At the most embarrassing time, Linlang discovered this and couldn't stop laughing.

Feeling angry and amused, Fu Xi grabbed her and assailed her nose with his sweat. Smiling, he threatened to hug her in the car for a few hours if she didn't stop making fun of him.

In the end, she held her tongue.

Fu Xi casually glanced at the leafy vines and was surprised to see them blossom.

It was difficult for devil's ivy to flower.

Although the flower wasn't pretty—in fact, it was a tad hideous— he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

To bloom and bear fruit.

When the melon is ripe, it falls1.

He thought of these words for the first time in his mind and his heart softened into unrecognizable mush.

He vaguely imagined a newborn baby, so wrinkled that they resembled a monkey. It was flushed red and looked pitiful, but was so soft that they couldn't even support their own neck.

He then pictured the little melon head exerting all their strength to walk towards him...

"Linlang, do you like children?"

He pressed his lips close to her ear and kissed her.

"How come you're asking about this?" Linlang raised her head to meet a pair of eyes full of tenderness as if they had been drizzled with so much honey that it was overflowing.

"Answer me first." The man said.

"Of course I—"

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They're a bunch of annoying debt collectors, just like that bratty system of hers that dared to run away from home and whose whereabouts were still unknown.

Since they didn't return, then they should never come back.

Be good as dead.

"Like." She returned with a smile.

To strangle them.

Fu Xi was very happy, "Then we'll have one later!"

Linlang: "Huh?"

After that, this elite man enthusiastically discussed the topic of raising babies every day, such as prenatal education and how to decorate the little princess' bedroom. He wanted to be a well-rounded Dad, teaching her how to read, how to dress up, eat food on her own, and develop skills so she could survive in the world.

"Are you sure it's going to be a girl?" Linlang raised an eyebrow.

"I wish it's girl. It has to be a girl." He answered very seriously.

That way when she grows up, she'll get married and go to another man's side.

Then Linlang would be his.

He can monopolize her as much as he wants for a lifetime.

———

Yang Lu, who had escaped, was captured by the Zheng family and was forced to marry Zheng Siyou.

The two tormented one another, often leaving bruises and scars.

Zheng Siyou never gave up on getting revenge on Fu Xi. He ruined his life and wanted the man to taste the same humiliation he suffered! Against the elders' wishes, he sold most of the Zheng family's assets and spent copious amounts of money trying to collect evidence of that day's kidnapping.

However, it became abundantly clear that all the evidence had been cleaned up. Related individuals were also dead.

The mastermind couldn't be found because the place he disappeared from happened to be a camera blind spot.

So Zheng Siyou searched the mountain and the factory again.

A woman's bracelet was found inside the dilapidated place.

The officers entrusted with the case came to the door.

They did not expect a beautiful young woman to be the one to open it. Her hair was tied in a loose top bun and her home clothes had a printed image of a languid black cat. She stood there with a pair of slender legs and was noticeably barefoot.

Her eyes were unfocused, like she had woken up moments ago.

"I say, do you want to catch a cold, walking around with no shoes on? You like annoying me that much?" The downcast voice was heard from behind her, and a man's silhouette could vaguely be seen against the backlight.

He had wide shoulders and a thin waist, wearing a white woolen sweater with a low collar that seemed sensual from the way it revealed his exquisite collarbone.

Looking over Linlang's shoulder, he saw a policeman in uniform.

"Please wait a moment."

Having said this, Fu Xi then hugged Linlang to the couch where he knelt on one knee and stuffed her little feet into a pair of plush slippers.

"Be good and wait for me to come back."

He poured all his affection into the fervent kiss on her forehead.

When I come back, we'll hold our wedding at your favorite town full of flowers.

You must give birth to a girl.

I've already thought of her name. We'll call her Fu Buyu2.

Then he left and never returned.

He killed someone.

That was a life sentence.