In the evening, Fu Beizheng and Shen Wanyin returned to Fu's mansion.
Fu Beizheng is away from home all year round, and even when he comes back after getting married, he only comes back a handful of times.
The servants at home were shocked when they saw him pushing Shen Wanyin through the door, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
However, Fu Beizheng ignored the surprised people and said coldly to send his wife back to her room before walking straight to the guest room.
Shen Wanyin remained silent all the way home. The words Fu Beizheng said before lingered in her ears like a curse, causing her heart to feel a pang of pain.
Thinking of that, Shen Wanyin looked at Fu Beizheng's back with anger and unwillingness in her eyes.
The Fu Mansion became quiet after nightfall, probably because Fu Beizheng was at home, and everyone in the house was even breathing cautiously.
When he received Meng Jin's call, Fu Beizheng was in the study dealing with delayed business matters.
"Young Marshal, the arrangements have been made for Xiao Taohong, is it really going to hold your wedding?"
Meng Jin's tone was full of disbelief.
"Do you have any objections?"
Fu Beizheng already had a fight with Shen Wanyin today because of Xiao Taohong, and now he feels a headache when he hears this name.
"I don't dare...but should I tell my wife the origin of that child first? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause even greater misunderstandings in the future."
Meng Jin said tentatively on the phone.
After hearing this, Fu Beizheng's frown tightened even more.
"I know this well."
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After three years of marriage, it was rare for Fu Beizheng to come back for three or four days every month, and even when he came back, he would always sleep in the guest room.
Except for the wedding night when he sat beside Shen Wanyin all night, they rarely even spent time alone.
Today Fu Beizheng rushed back from other places. He had not slept for two days and almost fell asleep when he lay down.
There is a faint fragrance of bergamot in the guest room, which is soothing and calming for sleep. Although Fu Beizheng doesn't come back for a short time, he can sleep well every time in this fragrance.
He was not particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and all such elegant things were arranged by Shen Wanyin after his marriage.
Fu Beizheng slept very deeply this time, and it was already late at night when he suddenly woke up from his sleep with something strange.
The lights in the guest room were dim and the surroundings were silent.
Suddenly, Fu Beizheng opened his eyes.
I saw him move his hands that were firmly trapped on the bedpost, and his eyes immediately turned cold: "Shen Wanyin, what exactly do you want to do?"
Shen Wanyin, who was waiting by the bed, seemed to be waiting for him to wake up. Looking at the already angry Fu Beizheng, he said calmly: "Whether you call me vicious or ruthless, I don't want that child to be born, and I don't want you to marry me." Taohong. I begged you, but if you don’t agree, then I have no choice but to threaten you."
As she spoke, she reached out and lifted off the quilt covering Fu Beizheng.
Then Fu Beizheng saw the scissors still clutched in her hand.
"As long as you promise me, I will let you go."
Shen Wanyin said, her beautiful eyes filled with sadness.
She slowly approached Fu Beizheng with the scissors, and finally pressed the sharp tip of the knife against his neck.
"Are you crazy enough? Look at yourself, you look like a shrew now."
Fu Beizheng also came through the sea of daggers and fire. How could he ever be afraid of this?
He glared at Shen Wanyin angrily but remained calm.
"Shrew? You forced me to do this."
Shen Wanyin questioned, her eyes instantly turned red and filled with tears.
That year she married Fu Beizheng. On their wedding night, he sat there all night without even touching the corner of her clothes.
That night she knew clearly that Fu Beizheng didn't love her.
Over the years, she thought she had been a gentle, kind and good wife, and Fu Beizheng would always be moved!
But what’s the result?
She had been married to Fu Beizheng for four years, and she had never received any pity from him.
Yes, she is a shrew, she is crazy, and she has endured enough.
Shen Wanyin's heart felt heavy, and she smiled self-deprecatingly: "Over the years, many nights I can't help but wonder, why did you marry me? Just because I saved you, and you have to be responsible for me?"
"Isn't me marrying you what the Shen family wants? If the Shen family hadn't been about to go bankrupt that year and you wanted to make a comeback with the Fu family's snobbery, would you have been willing to save me?"
"So you miss me this much? Then you also think that I became disabled as a ploy to force you to marry me?"
Shen Wanyin lowered his head, his eyes full of bitterness and helplessness.
When Fu Beizheng heard what she said, he responded sarcastically: "What else? Your father forced me to marry you on the day of the accident. Our marriage was just a calculation, a deal! So you don't have to be nervous, no matter how much I have A woman, you will always be my wife."
Under the dim light, Fu Beizheng's face was dim and unclear. He stared at the bewildered Shen Wanyin. He didn't know when the rope that bound him was untied.
While Shen Wanyin was still in a daze, he snatched the scissors from her hand.
Before Shen Wanyin could react, she was pulled hard by him and fell to the bed instantly.
The scissors that had just been returned to her were held in Fu Beizheng's hand. In a flash of cold light, the scissors had been inserted into the quilt under her ear by her cheek.
Almost at the same time, Shen Wanyin was so shocked that she broke out in a cold sweat and her heart beat violently.
"No one can threaten me. Do you really think that with the support of the Shen family, I won't dare to touch you?"