C7 He Kissed You but I Felt Disgusted

Jiang Xinyue walked into her house to find Fu Shaochen sitting on the couch, looking rather grim. She was puzzled—hadn't he gone out earlier? Why was he back already?

"You're home early. It's already ten," Fu Shaochen remarked, his lips barely moving.

"Thanks, but I can't compare to you, young master Fu," Jiang Xinyue replied truthfully. Since their marriage, Fu Shaochen rarely returned before ten, usually out socializing or possibly with another woman.

After chatting with Soong Xiao, she felt much better. If a divorce was on the horizon, so be it. She could raise their child just fine on her own. This jerk could be a freebie for his mistress.

Fu Shaochen's expression darkened at her words. He had been out with friends earlier and, upon seeing Jiang Xinyue talking closely with another man, felt a surge of anger and unease, prompting his early return.

"We're still married. Don't go around making a spectacle and tarnishing the Fu family's reputation."

"What spectacle?" Jiang Xinyue asked, bewildered. She had merely gone out with Soong Xiao. How did that equate to making a scene?

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Don't play dumb with me," Fu Shaochen snapped, feeling inexplicably agitated at the thought of Jiang Xinyue with another man.

Upon hearing what Shaochen said, Xinyue immediately snapped back, "Who can beat you at playing around? You and Ye Qingqing make me sick!"

"Do you think you can even mention Ye Qingqing?" Shaochen stepped closer, gripping Xinyue's face tightly.

"Let go of me! What's wrong with you?" Xinyue winced in pain, tears spilling from her eyes. Shaochen was truly out of his mind. She had only mentioned Ye Qingqing, and somehow it set him off.

She had always tried hard, cautiously playing the role of a good wife. She was willing to cook and care for Shaochen with all her heart. But it was all for nothing. No matter what she did, Shaochen would never like her.

She realized how foolish she had been.

Shaochen released her, lifting her chin. "Is it because I haven't satisfied you that you're out there fooling around?"

With that, he scooped Xinyue up and tossed her onto the bed, leaning over her. "Let me satisfy you properly, so you won't be restless." He pinned her hands down and started unbuttoning her shirt dress. The buttons came undone easily, revealing glimpses of the alluring scene beneath.

"Let go of me!" Jiang Xinyue's words held no power as Fu Shaochen kissed her lips, just as soft and sweet as he'd imagined. He parted her lips, wanting to savor more of that sweetness.

Damn it, how could this woman be so captivating?

Just as Fu Shaochen was about to take things further, Jiang Xinyue kicked him away.

His eyes darkened. "Didn't you say you could give me what other women could? Why are you backing out now?"

Jiang Xinyue broke free from him abruptly. "Don't touch me. You make me sick." The thought of Fu Shaochen's lips having kissed other women filled her with disgust.

"Sick? Isn't this what you wanted?" His anger flared at her words, refusing to let her go.

The difference in strength was clear, and Jiang Xinyue was no match for him. Fearing for her child, she pleaded, "Fu Shaochen, have you lost your mind? Hasn't the woman you love already returned? What do you mean by treating me like this? Are you trying to humiliate me on purpose?"

Each of Jiang Xinyue's words was an accusation against Fu Shaochen. Her words struck a chord within him. Is this really how she saw him? Without another word, he got up and left the room.

Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief as Fu Shaochen stopped at the mention of Ye Qingqing.

It seems that the power of the first love is still unmatched. All my efforts and words can't compare to just mentioning her name. Being this wife is truly heartbreaking.