Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Shen Yue snorted: "She must be interested in you, otherwise why would she do this?"

"It's her business if she's interested in me," Yu Heng said, placing his hand on her waist. "Don't take it personally."

"It's her fault for provoking me." Shen Yueling turned her face away. "She's been acting sarcastic and unfriendly ever since she got in the car."

Yu Heng pinched her side: "Okay, I'll teach her a lesson later and make her behave."

"You still say you two have nothing to do with each other?" Shen Yueling turned around and stared at him. "You're even 'lecturing' people now."

"It's okay, a little lesson won't hurt." Yu Heng chuckled, lowered his head and rubbed his nose against her forehead. "Why are you reacting so strongly to her? No matter how much I scolded her, you accepted it, didn't you?"

Shen Yueling felt a little ticklish from his rubbing and shrank back slightly: "I just feel like I don't get along with her, we're just incompatible. Zhou Mengqi, although she's alright, at least knows her limits, but this is just... rude."

"Okay." Yu Heng released her, turned around and opened the door. "Let's go out first, they'll start to overthink if we stay too long."

As Yu Heng and Shen Yueling walked out of the room, He Mengyao leaned against the window, looking outside.

"He Mengyao," Yu Heng said in a low voice as he walked to the center of the room, "come in for a moment."

Shen Yueling paused for a moment, but without turning around, she walked over and sat down next to Zhou Mengqi, taking out her phone as well.

He Mengyao turned around by the window and glanced at Yu Heng.

She pursed her lips and walked towards the room where Yu Heng had just come out.

Yu Heng waited for her to come in and then closed the door.

"Lock the door," he said.

He Mengyao pressed the latch, making a click: "What?"

"Come stand here." Yu Heng raised his eyes.

He Mengyao walked over and stopped a step away from him.

"What happened today?" Yu Heng asked, his tone flat.

"What happened?" He Mengyao asked.

"From the moment you got on the bus," Yu Heng looked at her, "every single word you've said has been provocative. What did Shen Yueling do to you?"

"No." He Mengyao looked away. "Is it wrong for me to dislike her behavior?"

"What does it look like?"

"She acts like the lady of the house." He Mengyao's voice lowered. "What gives her the right?"

Yu Heng smiled, but it was cold and unfriendly: "Then who do you think should be the mistress of the house? You?"

He Mengyao didn't say anything; she just felt in her heart that it should be her.

It was in the past life, and it should be in this life too.

Who is Shen Yueling? Just a childhood friend.

"Speak," Yu Heng said.

"I didn't say that," He Mengyao bit her lower lip, "but why are you protecting her so much?"

"So, how about you two have a fight?" Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "Let's pull each other's hair and see who's stronger?"

"I'm not that childish," He Mengyao rolled her eyes at him, "If I were to pull anything, it would be your hair."

"You dare pull my hair?" Yu Heng leaned back, his hands bracing on the bed. "He Mengyao, have I been too lenient with you?"

"What did I do?" she choked out. "What did I do wrong? Was it wrong to help you pick out clothes? Was it wrong to remind you to eat less spicy food?"

"You were wrong about your sense of propriety," Yu Heng said. "Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to tell me what to wear and what to eat?"

"I..." He Mengyao opened her mouth, "I am your ex-wife!"

"That was in my past life," Yu Heng continued, his voice low. "I know what you're thinking, but who the hell could have imagined being reborn? It's already like this, we all have to move on!"

"Looking ahead?" He Mengyao pursed her lips. "Then I'll find a man to sleep with tomorrow. You won't mind?"

Yu Heng was speechless. If He Mengyao was genuinely interested in finding a partner, he really didn't care.

But to say that she is demeaning herself would definitely make her uncomfortable.

"You dare go? Is this something you can just do casually?" Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "You want Starry Purple?"

"Who do you think you are?" He Mengyao's voice rose, but sensing that Yu Heng still cared about her, her voice softened a bit. "What right do you have to hit me?"

"I could strip you naked and throw you on the bed right now!" Yu Heng threatened her.

He Mengyao pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"I know what you're thinking. You regret it, and I have too," Yu Heng looked at her, sighed, and said, "But how rare is it to be reborn? You have money and plenty of youth now, why do you insist on revolving around me?"

"I've been reborn, but my heart is still the same, and I'm still the same person, only my body is younger," He Mengyao murmured. "I don't have the energy to get to know someone again, and besides..."

He Mengyao's eyes reddened at the end...

Yu Heng narrowed his eyes: "And what?"

"And... I dreamt that we had a child, and he was so cute," He Mengyao said, tears streaming down her face. "Yu Heng, do you remember how I was always nauseous for those two months? I think I might have been pregnant when I had the car accident."

Upon hearing this, Yu Heng felt a jolt in his heart.

Seeing He Mengyao cry, he still put aside his pride and went over to hug her.

"It's alright," Yu Heng said, stroking her back. "That's from a past life."

"You bastard..." He Mengyao cried, "You owe me my child..."

He Mengyao cried for a while, then gradually stopped.

Yu Heng released her and took two tissues from the bedside table, handing them to her.

"Wipe it off," he said.

He Mengyao took the tissue, blew her nose, and her eyes and nose were red.

"They'll notice when we go out," Yu Heng said, looking at her. "Keep it under control."

"So you figured it out," He Mengyao said in a muffled voice, crumpling the used tissue in her hand. "I told you you raped me."

"Nonsense," Yu Heng pinched her cheek, "I see you're still not sad, and you still have the mind to joke around."

"What can we do?" He Mengyao said, tears welling up in her eyes again. "It's already like this."

"Alright, alright," Yu Heng had no choice but to hug her back. "I won't say anymore."

That's just how it is between couples. They argue and bicker every day, and even if they argue to the point of divorce, as long as there are no fundamental issues, and one of them is willing to back down, it will all be over.

He Mengyao's crying today was a sign that he couldn't bear to see her cry.

"Now you know how to coax me!" He Mengyao bit her shoulder. "Why didn't you do that earlier?"

"You weren't like this before," Yu Heng said with a smile. "If you cried like this every time you argued, you wouldn't have gotten divorced. You're actually quite cute when you cry, all those pear blossoms in the rain. Maybe you should cry more often in the future?"

"Are you crazy! You enjoy watching people cry," He Mengyao retorted, then continued, "What exactly do you want?"

"What's wrong?" Yu Heng took out his cigarette case, thought for a moment, and then put it back in his pocket.

"Just the two of us." He Mengyao looked up at him. "And...them too."