The Rest Of My Life Is Cheng Yanzhi

Late at night, a car came to a stop at the entrance of the Cheng Residence. The car door opened, and Xia Yunsheng, donned in her work uniform, hopped out. After waving goodbye to the person in the car, she moved to knock on the door.

The imposing main door of the Cheng Residence was opened. The man who opened the door was Deputy Officer Song. "Young Mistress, you're back."

The presence of Deputy Officer Song was evidence that he... was also here.

A feeling of guilt welled up within her. If not for Sir Cheng's birthday celebration the next day, Xia Yunsheng would have lacked the courage to return home.

"Mhm," Xia Yunsheng replied, crossing the hall, and heading upstairs.

The light in the bedroom was on. She stood at the entrance, realizing she was covered in sweat due to her nervousness.

The door turned easily under her touch. Gathering her courage, she went in, and saw Cheng Yanzhi sitting on the edge of the bed. He wore a sleeping robe, freshly bathed, his hands clasped together, fingers interlaced. His finely sculpted chest was partially exposed through the robe...

After not seeing him for half a year, he still bore the same... charisma.

Bracing herself, Xia Yunsheng greeted him, "You're still up so late!"

Cheng Yanzhi merely sat there, offering no words.

Seeing her husband ignoring her, Xia Yunsheng moved towards the closet, picked out a change of sleepwear, and planned to take a bath. Exhausted and with the night upon her, all she wanted was to wash away her fatigue and sleep soundly.

Unexpectedly, as she grabbed her sleepwear and reached the doorway, the man who had just been sitting on the bed suddenly advanced towards her, pinning her against the wall next to the bathroom entrance.

His strength was incredible, and Xia Yunsheng was jostled hard, aching sensation shot up her back. Before she could react, an aggressive kiss was thrust upon her lips...

She didn't know whether it was a kiss or a punishment, she winced from the pain.

A sense of dominative strength engulfed her.

She wondered if other married couples kiss like this.

Her agony caused her brows to furrow.

When she tried to push him away, he forcefully pinned her hands against the wall.

"Uh…"

The kiss was dominant and intense, from her mouth to her neck. He buried his face in her neck, his breath heavy and forceful from rage.

Xia Yunsheng had rarely seen him like this and quickly tried to stop him, "Cheng Yanzhi, what's gotten into you!"

Mad?

Looking at her, his fingers tightly settled on her shoulders, "Mad? Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Although Xia Yunsheng had anticipated his anger, she hadn't anticipated him to show it so intensely.

She didn't want to argue with him, "Cheng Yanzhi, I am sorry, can you please stop? You're scaring me."

Cheng Yanzhi glared at her fiercely but suddenly paused at her words. He looked at her, "Scared? You know how to be scared? One hundred and ninety-nine days, you left... did you even remember to come back?"

Xia Yunsheng was taken aback. This man, who usually didn't express much care, now sounded deeply worried.

He had actually been counting the days since she left?

Cheng Yanzhi held her tightly, as if wanting to crush her bones. Accusations poured from his mouth, "You left without a word, heading to that dangerous place! Xia Yunsheng, do you even have a conscience?"

He thought, having married her, he could have her.

But not long after their marriage, she applied for a transfer to the most remote and dangerous region just to avoid him.