After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

Yu Yunting noticed that there was a sticky note attached to the inside of the lid.

The only word written above is "Yu Yunting". Why don't we try starting over?

Next to it was a large, hand-drawn smiley face.

Yu Yunting took out the bracelet from inside and wrapped it around his wrist.

That's definitely his size.

There was a small diamond on the clasp. He picked it up and looked at it, feeling the uneven texture at the bottom.

Yu Yunting flipped the lock over and saw the words engraved on the back under the light.

Massimo, his Italian name.

Yu Yunting closed his eyes, his breathing becoming rapid without him realizing it.

They're lying again.

Not a single word that woman said could be believed.

Aunt Lü, who was tidying up her things downstairs and preparing to turn off the lights and go to sleep, suddenly heard a noise in the stairwell.

She looked up in surprise and watched Yu Yunting go downstairs and then quickly walk to the other side of the stairs.

Judging from the direction he walked, he was probably heading to the wine cellar.

Yu Yunting opened the cabinet, casually took out a bottle, poured it into a wine glass, and drank it.

As the alcohol took effect, Yu Yunting vaguely remembered what Jian Ailing had said.

She said she couldn't afford to play this emotional game.

"Heh..." Yu Yunting raised his eyes, tilted his head to look at the hazy light emitted by the chandelier, and curled the corners of his mouth.

They really do seem to be playing a game of emotions.

It's just that he seems to be the one being played.

From four years ago until now, he has suffered a series of defeats, with his record in disarray.

Yu Yunting prided himself on being a self-controlled person, especially when it came to matters of the heart.

When he was with Jane Ai-ying, even when their love was at its peak, she said that her family was rather conservative and traditional, and that she hoped they could only be together after marriage. He chose to respect that.

Looking back now, it wasn't about family conservatism or tradition; it was just a way to hide the fact that I didn't actually have that light red birthmark.

After all, the Jian family was so open-minded that they would send their daughters to men's beds.

After that incident, he felt shock, anger, and disbelief.

Most incredibly, Yu Yunting found himself repeatedly dreaming of that night's events, of the woman's figure and her face.

The next morning, he would immediately go to the bathroom to take a shower, and he would always take a long time to do so.

This was happening more and more frequently, and he had no control over it at all.

Yu Yunting could hardly believe that his willpower could not overcome his physical impulses.

Later, Jian Hui found him and told him that they had video footage of what happened that day, and if he didn't take responsibility for his daughter, they would consider making the matter public to the media.

Yu Yunting thought about it for three days and finally agreed to his request.

In the eyes of the Jian family, he succumbed to their threats and decided to take responsibility for the Jian family's youngest daughter in order to salvage his reputation.

In his own view, his beloved fiancée was dead, and he was merely marrying a substitute to be his wife. Jane Ailing, who resembled his sister somewhat, was a perfect candidate.

But Yu Yunting could vaguely sense that the idea of ​​a stand-in was just an excuse he used to convince himself and deceive his own rationality.

As for those so-called threats, they're actually not difficult to handle if he wants to. He just needs to make arrangements with the media; which major outlet would dare to report on them? And if any media outlet did dare, he has the money to smooth things over.

He knew better than anyone that no one could force him to marry someone he didn't want to marry.

So, the most absurd and insane truth hidden in the shadows is that—despite Jian Ailing's despicable character and scheming nature, he still wants to have her.

This is Yu Yunting's deepest and darkest secret.

But the truth was buried so deeply that even he himself didn't realize it at first. Even when he vaguely sensed it later, he chose to deceive himself and avoid facing it.

If he admits that he can't even control his basic desires and just chooses a despicable woman as his wife based on his physical instincts, then what's the difference between him and a beast?

To outsiders, it seemed that he had reluctantly accepted the marriage for the sake of his reputation.

His secretary at the time revealed this shady secret deal to Yu Lin and Jiang Yurong, and he dismissed her under some pretext.

His own affairs are none of his parents' business.

Subsequent events proved that Jiang Yurong was merely an observer, and simply a passive observer of his wife's various shortcomings. She never intended to help him solve any problems.

Although there were some setbacks along the way, things ultimately went as Yu Yunting had hoped.

The person who appeared in his dreams finally walked towards him in a wedding dress and became his wife.

The desires that the body has been suppressing finally have a chance to be released.

However, each time he satisfied his physical desires, Yu Yunting would disgustedly drive her away. It wasn't so much that he hated her, but rather that he hated his own inability to control himself.

Looking back now, I realize that his body was much more honest than his mind.

Despite having such a strong feeling, he had always suppressed it deep within his heart and had never faced his own feelings.

He also chose to deliberately suppress and distance himself from her.

After all, if he were to develop feelings for that woman, wouldn't that mean he truly has no self-respect and no sense of shame?

So now that I've ended up like this, it seems like I deserve it.

He had come to his senses, but she was no longer willing to give herself another chance.

Ironically, Jane Eyling was not a stand-in for her sister.

Her sister is her stand-in.

She was the little girl who saved him in the mountains and spent several days with him.

Yu Yunting tossed the wine glass aside, picked up the bottle, and gulped down the wine. The pomegranate-red liquid spilled from the corner of his mouth, staining his white shirt with an eerie color.

The more I try to get drunk, the more sober I become; no matter how much I drink, I can't get drunk.

He certainly deserved what he got.

-

"Brother, wake up..." Zeng Ying stood by the sofa, shaking Yu Yunting's arm anxiously.

Early this morning, she arrived at No. 16 Yunsong Bay with her suitcase.

Upon entering the house, Aunt Lü told Zeng Ying that Yu Yunting was in the wine cellar, so Zeng Ying dropped her suitcase and went straight to the basement.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zeng Ying opened the door, she smelled a strong odor of alcohol. Yu Yunting was lying on the sofa with his clothes disheveled, one foot propped on the ground, and he had fallen asleep.

Scattered wine bottles were scattered all over the floor, around the sofa.

What happened? My brother abandoned that woman, and now he's here feeling sentimental, remembering how good she was?

Why does he now seem like someone who can't get out of this situation?

This was not what Zeng Ying had imagined.

Did he regret it?

No, it's been so hard to wait for them to separate, she absolutely cannot let that happen...

Yu Yunting frowned, rubbed his eyes, and slowly opened them. "Why are you here?"

"Brother... I want to move in here."