Emotions Running Wild

Si Zhenxuan firmly gripped Gu Antong's wrist, keeping it still. He noticed that her cheek and jaw appeared scratched, likely from contact with the ground. There were red marks on her fair skin. Her long hair was a bit disheveled, and tears were still fresh on her face. She looked like a complete mess at the moment.

"I just want to know why my wife had to argue with my brother," Si Zhenxuan spoke coldly, causing Gu Antong to shiver. She looked up into his eyes, unable to discern any emotion in them.

Initially, she thought there was some tenderness in his heart, but now it seemed she had been mistaken. His feigned kindness had deceived her, and she had let down her guard.

"Then let me ask you, why my husband had to spend so much time alone with that woman of his?" Gu Antong managed to muster her strength, even though she was on the losing end of the argument.

Si Zhenxuan didn't respond to her question but instead glanced at Si Yueyun, who stood nearby. He asked in a hushed tone, "Do you still have feelings for Yue Yun? You must have loved him at least for a while."

Gu Antong's face went pale instantly. Why did he keep misunderstanding her? Why did she have feelings for him but couldn't express them? Why did he always use hurtful words with her? Why did she always end up in embarrassing situations in front of him?

She reluctantly hit Si Zhenxuan's chest and let out her secret, "Yes, you're right, I still love your brother. I've been trying so hard to help you and also find a sense of belonging. I want him to regret it, and he does regret it, you know!"

Si Zhenxuan's eyes flared with anger. He didn't release his grip on Gu Antong, and he even held her jaw with his right hand. The pain from her wound being tightly held made Gu Antong's eyes well up with tears. But then, a low, threatening voice sounded in her ear, "Let me remind you once more, who is your husband, in reality."

Gu Antong couldn't believe it as she looked at his face approaching hers. A cold shiver ran down her spine – she was about to be forcibly kissed right there on the street!

With her hands helplessly pinned to her chest, Gu Antong found herself encircled in Si Zhenxuan's arms. All her strength vanished the moment their lips met.

Gu Antong's mind was still reeling when Si Zhenxuan finally broke the kiss and scolded her, "You... you're being too stubborn."

It's unfortunate that I can't mention the "Liu/Meng" word. Si Zhenxuan kisses her once more, boldly slipping the tip of his tongue into her mouth.

His tongue gently entwines with hers, making it impossible for her to escape, no matter how much she tries to pull away. She wishes to resist, to break free, but her body seems to betray her, allowing his advances.

The daylight surrounding them only adds to her embarrassment, causing her to flush hot all over. Strangely, as they kiss, the tight grip of her clenched fist slowly eases. It's as if she's starting to enjoy Si Zhenxuan's kiss, even though it feels overwhelming.

It seems like more and more people are nearby, which intensifies her shame. However, as they kiss, the once tightly balled fist begins to relax. It appears that she's almost savoring Si Zhenxuan's passionate kiss, leaving her breathless.

As Gu Antong finally melts into his embrace, ceasing her resistance, Si Zhenxuan withdraws his lips from hers, then provocatively licks her lips.

Gu An Tong is left in a daze for a few seconds and then her face turns fiery red. How could he do this?

"What's wrong?" Si Zhenxuan's lips curve into a cool smile. "It's perfectly normal for a husband to do anything to his wife. Unless we divorce, you'll have to endure it."

With a meaningful addition, Si Zhenxuan hints, "But I know you don't want to divorce."

This brings back a memory when Gu Antong had once asked him if he could delay their divorce for a year.

Gu An starts to tremble once more. Is he kissing her like this just to assert his dominance, without any emotional connection?

It's reminiscent of the early days of their marriage when he would leave her alone to retreat to his study for sleep. He had even imposed three rules, clearly indicating that in their marriage, she was the submissive one, and he was the one in control, unwilling to tolerate her demands and resistance.

Overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, she clings to Si Zhenxuan's clothing, resting her head on his chest. In that moment, all the complexities of their relationship render her weak and powerless, and she allows Si Zhenxuan to hold her close.

Tears fell slowly, one by one, as Gu Antong cried for the very first time. She couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you doing this to me? If you truly despise me, can't we just part ways?"

If only Si Zhenxuan had been a little kinder to her, she wouldn't have felt so devastated.

In the beginning, she fought to hold onto her marriage, even for the sake of her family's well-being. But it turned out she had been wrong and misunderstood by those she valued the most. This feeling was incredibly uncomfortable.

Seeing his daughter, Gu Antong, cry so uncontrollably, Si Zhenxuan cast a helpless sigh and coldly glanced at the onlookers. He removed his coat and wrapped it around her, then held her in his arms and walked out of the alley.

Si Yueyun had been standing not far away, observing the scene. When he saw his older brother approach, he couldn't avoid it and had to greet him with a forced smile.

After Si Zhenxuan stopped briefly, he had a quick word with Si Yueyun. "The rest of the business in Chengdu is in your hands. We'll return to Fengcheng tomorrow."

"Of course, Brother. Take your time," Si Yueyun replied. He was a little apprehensive of his big brother, especially when he was in a bad mood. He was worried that the recent incident might lead to trouble. Thankfully, Si Zhenxuan simply conveyed his message and helped Gu Antong into the car.

Gu Antong took the front seat in a daze. In her recollection, she had never been so overwhelmed by sorrow that she cried like this. During her time with Si Zhenxuan, everything she was skilled at, everything she liked, and everything she took pride in, had all been interpreted as "showing off" by him. Meanwhile, all her flaws and insecurities had been exposed.

Si Zhenxuan handed her a tissue, and she glanced at him. Between sobs, she managed to say, "Just take me back to the hotel. I need to pack."

Making such a tough decision weighed heavily on her. Just a few hours ago, she had been desperately trying to find a way to keep Si Zhenxuan and prevent a divorce.

But in an instant, everything had changed. Though taking care of her family was undeniably important to her, she had been willing to sacrifice her own happiness for it. Yet, faced with the unyielding Si Zhenxuan, who continuously undermined her dignity, she felt that the problem was no longer about compromise.

If she didn't love Si Zhenxuan, perhaps she could have resisted. But she had already given her heart to him. It seemed as if she had lost control over her emotions permanently.

Back at the hotel, she went into the bedroom and began packing.

When she had arrived, she had packed everything neatly into a large suitcase, and at first glance, it looked as if they were a honeymooning couple.

Gu Antong hesitated, her hand lingering over her clothes for a moment. Eventually, she took them out, one by one, and placed them on the bed beside her.

When she was busy in her original spot, suddenly, a hand gripped her wrist, and she found herself almost helplessly pushed to sit on the bed. Si Zhenxuan was now standing beside her.

"What are you doing?" Gu An Tong hastily covered her chest. Seeing Si Zhenxuan, she felt a bit frightened. "Although we're still technically husband and wife, you can't just take advantage of me during the divorce proceedings!"

But her words fell on deaf ears. Si Zhenxuan completely disregarded her earlier reaction, and instead, he picked up a cotton swab and a bottle of iodophor. He crouched down and gently applied some of the medicine to her arm. "The abrasion doesn't look too severe; iodophor should do the trick."

Gu An Tong was slightly taken aback by Si Zhenxuan's casual statement. She had expected him to taunt her with hurtful words, not to help her with medicine. She had never seen him act so gently before.

"Ouch, that stings!" Gu An Tong hissed when the cotton swab touched her skin, and Si Zhenxuan furrowed his brow. He was much slower now in his movements.

A single tear rolled down Gu An Tong's cheek and landed on the back of Si Zhenxuan's hand. It was warm and cool to the touch. Si Zhenxuan quietly set aside the medical supplies and left the room. Leaning against the doorway, he asked, "Do you truly want a divorce?"

Gu An Tong hesitated for a moment and then nodded. She clutched her jade necklace as if seeking a steadfast conviction that she wouldn't easily abandon.

Si Zhenxuan retrieved a cigarette and lit it in silence. His deep eyes, veiled by the smoke, seemed even more enigmatic. Just as Gu An Tong was about to speak, Si Zhenxuan uttered a single sentence, "It's too late to regret now."

She stared at him in disbelief. Si Zhenxuan took out his phone and whispered, "Today, at the teahouse, you placed yourself in a very delicate situation. And this..." He showed her his phone screen.

Gu An Tong took the phone, her eyes widening with surprise. The screen displayed a picture of her and Si Zhenxuan kissing in Yunhai Lane. What was even more shocking was the headline: "Si Group's Heir Spotted Kissing His Wife on the Streets of Chengdu during Honeymoon."

Her hand trembled, nearly dropping the phone. Her face shifted between shades of red and white.

It was her first time making headlines, even though it was in the business section. The article featured a clear image and a detailed description of Si Group's and Rongwei's foreign trade, praising their collaboration as a significant achievement by business titans, giving rise to high expectations for the future of the group.

The commentator also noted the intrigue surrounding Si and Gu's marriage, which had recently sent Si Group's stocks soaring.

Gu An Tong placed her phone on the bed and asked with a trembling voice, "What's going on? Who took that picture?"

Yunhai Lane had been crowded with onlookers, but none of them knew her or Si Zhenxuan. How could there be such a detailed news report? Si Yueyun was present, but he had no reason to do such a thing, lacking the necessary cunning. Meng Mei was out of the question. Could it be Xie Erye?