Using power to force marriage

Clutching a gift box containing "filthy things," Ruan Fu rushed out of the master bedroom.

Just as I was about to throw it into the trash can downstairs, I bumped into Aunt Sun right next to me at the bottom of the stairs.

"Miss, where are you going with that box?"

Aunt Sun was puzzled. At this hour, shouldn't she and Zhao Jingnian be taking advantage of this auspicious day to do something important?

"Throw away the trash."

Ruan Fu replied, trying to bypass Aunt Sun, but was stopped.

Aunt Sun reached out to take the box from her hand. "Let me help you throw it away. You should go back and rest; it's getting late."

Ruan Fu's alarm bells rang loudly; such "filthy things" must never be seen by a third person.

"No need, I'll throw it away myself."

She took two steps, then turned back.

This gift box is so exquisite and intact. When the cleaning lady collects the trash tomorrow, she will definitely take it out to check, and the contents will surely be seen.

"Aaaaaaah!! I won't throw it away anymore, okay?!"

Ruan Fu carried the box back and plunged into the second bedroom, hiding the box at the bottom of the bedside table.

Meng Shutan, a teenage girl who has never been in a relationship, actually dared to buy such explicit items.

"Meng Shutan! You're truly my best friend!"

She dialed the number, her face flushed with embarrassment, "Who told you that you should give sex toys as a wedding gift?"

On the other end of the phone, Meng Shutan was meticulously applying skincare products. "You're welcome. I'm glad you like it."

"Do you know how embarrassed I was? Zhao Jingnian must think I was lusting after his body."

Meng Shutan chuckled, "That's exactly right, you just want his body."

Ruan Fu: "Don't you know what kind of person I am? A giant in words, a dwarf in deeds. I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?"

Meng Shutan almost burst out laughing. "He's just all talk and no action."

Ruan Fu was only 23 years old. The young girl, who had just stepped out of school, had never seen such a thing before and was genuinely frightened.

Meng Shutan felt that Ruan Fu's marriage was a purely business arrangement, no different from finding a "legal bed partner" for free.

If that's the case, then it's only natural that she would send some "little props" to make her best friend even more happy.

"Just keep those things for now. You'll see how thoughtful I am when you need them."

"It's already been thrown away."

Meng Shutan ripped off the face mask, "How could you throw that away! I carefully selected those."

Hearing the urgent voice on the other end of the phone, Ruan Fu smiled mischievously, "Haha, I didn't throw it away. I'll keep it for you and give it back to you when you get married."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Fu lay on the bed with her legs crossed, letting her half-dry hair hang down by the bedside and air dry naturally.

"What's the little whip for?" she muttered.

With some confusion, he gestured in the air as if making the famous whipping motion, "Used to whip Zhao Jingnian? Hmm~ It must hurt a lot."

Just as he finished speaking, two soft coughs came from the doorway.

Zhao Jingnian remained calm. "I forgot to mention earlier that we're going back to the old house for lunch tomorrow."

Ruan Fu's heart clenched suddenly, and she almost couldn't catch her breath.

She quickly rolled over and got out of bed. "Are you a ghost? How come you walk without making a sound?"

The man selectively ignored her questions, his face revealing no emotion.

Ruan Fu scrutinized him with a probing look in her eyes.

She then silently reassured herself that she had spoken very softly and Zhao Jingnian probably hadn't heard her.

"Going back to the old house for dinner, right? I understand."

After giving the instructions, as he was leaving, he added, "It's unlucky for newlyweds to sleep in separate rooms. Would you like to sleep in the master bedroom?"

Zhao Jingnian felt that since they were already husband and wife, they should fulfill their marital obligations sooner or later, and before that, they should get to know each other and establish at least a basic emotional foundation.

Separate rooms are not conducive to the development of feelings.

Ruan Fu's mouth reacted faster than her brain, and she blurted out, "Yes."

Zhao Jingnian: "Okay, I'll be waiting for you in the master bedroom."

After speaking, he turned and left.

"You agreed too readily. That old man probably thinks I really want to share a bed with him."

Ruan Fu lingered for a while before finally getting out of bed and returning to the master bedroom.

When she returned, Zhao Jingnian was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Ruan Fu kicked off her slippers, lay down on the master bedroom bed, and leisurely scrolled through her phone.

Meng Shutan sent the organized photos to me via cloud drive.

She clicked on it, her eyes sparkling with delight as she admired her stunningly beautiful photos, boasting about them:

"Ruan Fu, what's the point of you looking like this?"

"Ruan Fu, Ruan Fu, you've made things so easy for the photo retoucher."

"If I were to enter the entertainment industry, the title of the most beautiful face in the Chinese entertainment circle would definitely belong to me."

"What else is there to say, Ruan Fushi Meiyi."

Although getting married is tedious, troublesome, and tiring, it's worth it in exchange for a bunch of top-notch photos.

Among hundreds of individual photos, a group photo with Zhao Jingnian suddenly appeared.

She frowned. "How come that old man is so lucky? He managed to marry Shi Mei."

Ruan Fu zoomed in with her fingertips, carefully admiring the photo. Their equally matched appearances and auras made her feel strangely "well-matched".

She sent this group photo to Meng Shutan.

Soft and Soft: [Why is there a picture of an unwanted person mixed in with my collection of beautiful photos?]

Shu Tan M: [This picture is just too authoritative, I couldn't bear to delete it. Sneaking a peek at the divine couple's beauty, hehe~]

Soft Soft Fufu: [Fist warning! You're my solo fan, no shipping allowed.]

The bathroom door was gently pushed open.

Hearing the sound, Ruan Fu slowly raised her gaze from her phone.

Zhao Jingnian's slightly damp black hair clung softly to his forehead. He wore a plain silk nightgown with the collar neatly buttoned up, and his body was still enveloped in lingering moisture.

His expression remained aloof and distant, devoid of any extra emotion, like a piece of cold jade from a high mountain, keeping strangers at bay.

The man stood there quietly, his expression cold and hard, yet Ruan Fu inexplicably sensed a natural allure emanating from him.

Cold and proper, yet subtly seductive.

Zhao Jingnian slowly walked towards her, and as he got closer, Ruan Fu smelled the fresh scent of soapberry lingering on him.

Ruan Fu has always been lustful but lacks the courage to act on her desires, but she doesn't know where she got the courage from this time.

Her gaze roamed over him unabashedly, a mischievous smile in her eyes, as she slowly spoke.

"Brother, have you ever heard of the 'cold-faced flirt'?"

A faint hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Jingnian's previously indifferent eyes. "What?"

Ruan Fu turned on the front camera on her phone and held the screen up to face him.

"you."

His gaze fell on her phone screen, as if he were carefully observing his own appearance.

To be honest, Zhao Jingnian had never heard of the term "cold-faced flirt" before.

He tried to understand it literally.

Zhao Jingnian roughly understood what the word meant.

So, was his new wife flirting with him?

Seeing that he didn't react, Ruan Fu suddenly laughed out loud. The old man's internet speed was indeed very slow, so it was normal that he couldn't understand.

With a seven-year age gap, they obviously have nothing in common to talk about.

Stiff, boring, unromantic, and impossible to communicate with.

"Forget it, this is pointless." Ruan Fu put away her phone and lay back down on the bed, losing interest.

"You like it?" His voice was slightly hoarse from his shower, casual yet straightforward.