Using power to force marriage

After their lovemaking, Ruan Fu lay listlessly on the sofa, her long hair hanging down, her cheeks still flushed.

Her stray hairs were damp with a light sheen of sweat, clinging to the side of her neck, while the room still held a lingering, ambiguous atmosphere.

After we finished, the sheets were wet, making it uncomfortable to sleep on.

Ruan Fu was picky and refused to continue sleeping on dirty sheets.

Zhao Jingnian stood quietly by the bed, his sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing the clean and smooth lines of his well-defined wrists.

Ruan Fu lay on the sofa, her two slender legs raised and swaying, watching the man changing the sheets with great interest.

He was wearing a shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing his smooth collarbone and a light pink, ambiguous mark.

Ruan Fu bit him on the collarbone.

For some reason, she really liked Zhao Jingnian's collarbone and found it very sexy.

After she left bite marks on me, I seem even more alluring.

"Mr. Zhao, a powerful figure in the business world, those hands of yours are for pontificating, not for me to order you around changing bedsheets. You're not angry, are you?"

She teased, "There's nothing you can do if you're angry, since you're the one who made it dirty."

Beside the bed, the man bent down, pulled off the old sheet, and laid out the clean sheet that had been prepared in advance, carefully smoothing out the edges and corners.

"Did I make it dirty?"

He smiled casually, "It's clearly you; a light touch and it's like rain."

It's drizzling up here, and pouring down below.

"Zhao Jingnian!"

Ruan Fu playfully cursed, "Have you no shame? You're so annoying~"

She casually threw the pillow she was sitting on at him. The old man's lewd remarks were simply irresistible, and she couldn't handle them.

"Am I wrong?" Zhao Jingnian asked her seriously, his expression cool and aloof. "You weren't crying just now?"

Ruan Fu was shy and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

I hate you.

After changing the sheets, he slowly walked to the sofa, picked her up with one hand, and pulled her into his arms.

"You hate me now? Weren't you just crying in bed saying you loved me the most?"

She was forced into it.

The old man was inhuman in bed, insisting on coaxing her to say what he wanted to hear.

"Xiao Fu likes Jing Nian the most~"

"Jingnian is so awesome~"

"Brother Jingnian, please have mercy on Xiaofu, Xiaofu is so tired~"

……

He kept pestering her to call him "Brother Jingnian" over and over again.

Ruan Fuzhen was puzzled as to where the rumors of his abstinence, coldness, and indifference to women came from.

If she hears someone say that again, she'll stand up and refute it.

I lay back down on the bed; this time, I was really going to get a good night's sleep.

Ruan Fu felt weak all over. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhao Jingnian's waist, snuggling into his embrace.

The man's chest was firm and broad, with muscles that felt comfortable to touch, clearly defined and with a great feel.

"Zhao Jingnian".

The man beside her responded, "What's wrong?"

The master bedroom has a light and pleasant fragrance, and the lighting is dim and ambiguous.

"You have to be good to me, you know?"

The girl in his arms smelled sweet and soft, her head resting on his chest, her voice sweet and cuddly, "You have to be really, really good to me."

She has enjoyed the unconditional love of her whole family since she was a child. She has never lacked love and is never stingy in expressing it.

Children raised in love are frank and confident, and they will say what they want directly. For example, right now, she feels that since she and Zhao Jingnian have already had physical intimacy, it is only right that he treats her well.

"You are my wife, of course I will treat you well."

Ruan Fu was the wife he personally chose, and Zhao Jingnian would do his best to fulfill all her wishes and take on the duties of a qualified husband.

But clearly, his answer did not satisfy Ruan Fu.

She wanted more than just the kind of kindness a husband should show his wife, but this thought only briefly crossed her mind before quickly disappearing.

Their marriage had nothing to do with love, but was a choice made out of business interests and the future of their families.

To put it bluntly, it's all about getting what you need; how can you expect any true love?

She was naive after all, thinking that sleeping together would change their relationship.

"Then I want pink diamond earrings to match my new dress."

Zhao Jingnian calmly agreed, "Okay."

"I also want a pretty handbag."

"Can."

Ruan Fu wanted many things, she wanted Zhao Jingnian to treat her better, even better.

"I still want to eat the shrimp wontons from that old-established shop in the south of the city. Buy them for me after get off work tomorrow."

This wonton shop in the south of the city has been around for thirty or forty years, and the wontons taste great. But it's so popular that you have to wait in line for a long time.

"I'll have Yu Ming buy it tomorrow."

"Why Yu Ming?" Ruan Fu was unhappy.

Didn't he say he would treat her well?

"Yu Ming is my assistant. You can contact him if you have any questions."

Zhao Jingnian felt that such trivial matters as queuing to buy wontons should be left to Yu Ming. Did he expect him to waste an hour or two queuing for her?

"I married you, not Yu Ming."

Ruan Fu snorted, "Anyway, you just said you would be good to me, but you can't even grant me something as small as wanting to eat wontons. I'm angry."

He said helplessly, "There's nothing I can't do to you."

"But I want to eat what my husband bought himself, is that not allowed?"

She felt that this was not just about a bowl of wontons, but about Zhao Jingnian's attitude.

When she was at home, her father and brother were very busy with work and had many group affairs, but no matter how far away or how difficult it was to get a table for what she wanted to eat, they would still buy it for her after get off work as long as she said she wanted to eat it.

Zhao Jingnian remained silent.

Ruan Fu stopped pestering him for food. After all, Zhao Jingnian was just a fake husband to her. A marriage based on mutual benefit is like a bubble, fleeting and easily dissipated. How could she expect him to truly care about her?

"Buy it or don't, it's up to you. I don't want to eat it anymore."

After Ruan Fu finished speaking, she pulled away from his embrace.

She wrapped herself in the blanket, turned her back to him, and ignored him.

She wanted to sleep; her whole body ached, and she felt exhausted.

-

The next day.

Zhao Jingnian went to work at the usual time, while Ruan Fu went to work after sleeping until nine o'clock.

The rescue station is located in the suburbs, nearly a two-hour drive away.

After Ruan Fu arrived, she arranged for each department to carry out its daily work. The medical treatment department was staffed entirely with professional veterinarians who were responsible for treating the injured and providing daily care.

In addition to being the head of the rescue station, she is also a member of the medical treatment department. Today is the day for the animals to have their check-ups.

A batch of stray cats and dogs that just arrived at the rescue station need to be checked to see if they are carrying infectious diseases.

Ruan Fu's publicity a few days ago was very effective; the trending topics weren't for nothing.

The shelter now houses over two hundred stray cats and dogs, and people come to adopt them every day.

The rescue operations team was also busy; whenever they heard of injured or homeless stray animals, they would immediately take action.

The rescue station receives several new members every day.

New members need to register their identity and then upload it to the "Fuai" APP.

Ruan Fu was busy all day, helping to give the animals physical examinations. She didn't have a moment to rest all day, and by the time she finally had some free time, it was already completely dark.

It was nearly ten o'clock when we returned to Xiyue Manor.

She texted Aunt Sun halfway there, saying she was hungry and asked her to prepare some food.

Today's check-up was physically demanding, and she also performed surgery on two stray dogs she had just rescued. She's been busy until now, and her eyelids are starting to droop.

I took a nap on the way back.

Upon arriving home, Ruan Fu went straight to the dining room.

"Aunt Sun, I'm back? What delicious food did you make?" She was starving and ran into the dining room, only to see a bowl of wontons on the table.

It was the shrimp wontons from the old-established restaurant in the south of the city that she specifically requested, along with a pastry.

Ruan Fu recognized it; it was the same type of food she had eaten in Zhao Jingnian's office.

"What's this?" she asked Aunt Sun. "Zhao Jingnian is back?"

"Yes, sir, you arrived home a few minutes before him."

Smelling the aroma of wontons, her stomach began to rumble.

"This must have been bought by Yu Ming." She said last night that she would only eat what Zhao Jingnian bought, and she couldn't go back on her word.

"Aunt Sun, could you just cook me a bowl of noodles? I don't want the wontons Yu Ming bought."

Just as Aunt Sun was about to explain, Zhao Jing's young, deep, and cold voice came from behind her.

"Don't worry, your husband bought this."

Hearing the voice, Ruan Fu turned around abruptly, only to bump into the man's deep, indifferent eyes.

"You bought it?" she asked, her tone slightly raised, sounding somewhat surprised.

"Zhao Jingnian, you really lined up to buy me wontons?"

Ruan Fu blinked her bright, beautiful eyes, her heart leaping with joy, "Did you really buy it?"

She confirmed with him again and again.

"Eat quickly, or it'll get cold."

Zhao Jingnian opened the box for her and handed her a spoon.

Ruan Fu had been craving it for a long time; this wonton shop was especially delicious, and she hadn't had a chance to try it since returning to China.

She had used up a lot of energy today, and she was really hungry.

I picked up a spoon, scooped one up, and put it in my mouth.

"It's delicious."

Ruan Fu looked up at him, her eyes curving into crescent moons, "Thank you, husband~"

Her voice was clear and melodious, sweet and coquettish.

"Honey, you're so good to me~"

As Zhao Jingnian listened to her endless praise, he felt that Ruan Fu was being somewhat exaggerated.

I bought her a pink diamond, but she wasn't really happy. It was just a bowl of wontons. Anyone who didn't know better would think she had received some kind of supreme treasure.

As she ate, she asked, "How long did you wait in line? Don't you think it was a waste of time?"

Didn't I say I couldn't buy it for her last night?

"Didn't you say you'd have Yu Ming buy it?"

Zhao Jingnian's face remained expressionless, as indifferent as ever. "You married me, not Yu Ming."