After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Just as a certain title was about to be uttered, Xu Wantang finally saw the man in front of her clearly.

Cen Shichuan.

Under the lamplight, his beautiful peach blossom eyes gradually overlapped with the cold and indifferent eyes in his dream.

Like a vengeful demon, it approached Xu Wantang.

Xu Wantang's smile froze, and she subconsciously pulled away from him.

Upon noticing this, Cen Shichuan slightly lowered his eyelids, making his emotions unreadable.

He picked up the bowl from the bedside table, his voice unusually gentle: "You're awake. Come and eat something. I specially asked Lu Jiu to buy your favorite seafood porridge."

Xu Wantang frowned as she looked at the thick seafood porridge covered with chopped cilantro.

She doesn't like cilantro.

Xu Chuxue is the person who likes to put a lot of cilantro in her seafood porridge.

Xu Wantang had corrected him once before, but Cen Shichuan didn't care and therefore didn't take it to heart.

She didn't want to guess his thoughts, nor did she want to be that clown again.

"I'm not hungry."

"Stop throwing a tantrum, I've already talked to your brother about it."

Cen Shichuan scooped a spoonful of porridge along the side of the bowl, his light tone as if her condition had nothing to do with him.

Isn't this the result he wanted?

Xu Wantang looked at the porridge being offered to her lips, then turned her face away: "I'm really not hungry right now."

"Xu Wantang, my patience is limited."

Cen Shichuan, impatient with the warning, did not put down the spoon.

Xu Wantang knew he didn't care whether she was hungry or not.

All he wanted was an obedient wife.

Xu Wantang's throat tightened; she knew very well that as long as she ate this mouthful of porridge, Cen Shichuan would stop pressuring her.

But she also knew that once she took this bite, she would have to take every bite that followed.

As she looked up, she seemed to see Xu Wantang, her body swollen, reflected in the glass window again.

She refused to compromise.

Xu Wantang refused to look up: "I'll eat when I'm hungry."

Cen Shichuan frowned, his jaw tightening: "Are you not hungry, or are you waiting for someone else?"

Xu Wantang clutched the blanket tightly: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Xu Wantang, do you really think I can't see the reason for Cen Yuan's sudden appearance?"

Cen Shichuan looked up at her, his eyes dark and filled with a knowing anger.

Xu Wantang's breath hitched for a few seconds as she tried to calm herself down.

"Aside from the ancestral worship ceremony, I haven't seen the Second Young Master since I returned. How can I notify him to appear?"

This is the truth.

Cen Shichuan chuckled, his voice tinged with a sinister undertone: "Did I say you informed him?"

"..."

Xu Wantang then realized that he was deliberately testing her.

She tried to move back, but Cen Shichuan grabbed her by the back of the neck.

Instantly, the scalding hot spoon was pressed tightly against her lips.

The stinging sensation, accompanied by the strong smell of cilantro, caused Xu Wantang's stomach to spasm.

"vomit!"

"Disgusting? Whose stuff isn't disgusting?"

The thought of other men feeding Xu Wantang made Cen Shichuan inexplicably irritable, and without thinking, he stuffed the porridge into Xu Wantang's mouth.

She shouldn't expect to eat anything fed by anyone else other than what he feeds her.

Xu Wantang struggled fiercely: "You... let me go... mmm..."

Cen Shichuan covered her mouth and then pressed her down on the bed.

He lowered his head slightly and approached little by little.

"Wantang, be good, like before, and don't make me angry anymore."

"Mmm..."

Xu Wantang gritted her teeth and refused to back down.

So much so that the two of them overlooked the figure that flashed past the doorway.

Cen Yuan was pulled by Ji Yan to the end of the deserted corridor.

"What are you doing? They're a young couple feeding each other and being affectionate. What do you look like going in there? A homewrecker?"

"..."

Cen Yuan frowned slightly but remained silent.

Ji Yan stared at him, utterly shocked: "Are you crazy? You're crazy! She's... Is this even reasonable?"

Cen Yuan raised his eyes, patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "It is indeed outrageous."

After saying that, he turned around and dialed a phone.

"It's me..."

Ji Yan, who was listening nearby, was terrified. He rubbed his temples, his mind filled with only one sentence.

Throughout history, beautiful women have often been considered sources of trouble!

Fairy!

……

After a while.

Xu Wantang no longer had the strength to struggle as she looked at the man approaching her.

Pain was like a net that tightened more and more; she desperately wanted to escape, yet there was nowhere to run.

Just as Cen Shichuan was about to kiss him, his phone rang.

He glanced at the number and immediately left.

Xu Wantang lay helplessly on the bed, watching Cen Shichuan adjust his breathing and answer the phone.

Although she couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, Xu Chuxue's gentle face had already appeared in her mind.

Cen Shichuan immediately replied, "I'll be right there."

He sat in his wheelchair, and the door slammed shut with a bang, causing a jolt.

So... what Xu Wantang is, she doesn't know either.

They are among the many NPCs in this world.

She is the female supporting character in the love story of Cen Shichuan and Xu Chuxue.

The world goes on as usual without her.

However, Cen Shichuan and Xu Chuxue's love could not proceed.

it is ridiculous.

Xu Wantang gave a self-deprecating bitter smile, curling up in a ball.

Until the door was pushed open again.

She was so frightened that she pulled the blanket tighter and shrank to one side of the bed.

"No, don't come any closer."

The man stood against the light, his tall, slender figure slowly approaching.

His gaze, hidden in the dim light, swept across her face, finally settling on her burning red lips, tinged with a hint of mystery.

He sat down, his deep voice ringing out, "Didn't you ask me to come?"

It's Cen Yuan.

Xu Wantang pulled the blanket tighter, subconsciously not wanting him to see her like this.

She lowered her head, her voice muffled: "I..."

After talking for a while, I still couldn't continue.

The room fell silent in the dim light, but Xu Wantang could feel Cen Yuan watching her.

half an hour.

"Why did you set me as your emergency contact?"

Cen Yuan's voice was deep, with a barely perceptible hoarseness, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

His voice was low and deep, carrying an indescribable restraint and... ambiguity.

Xu Wantang squeezed the blanket.

He thought to himself that this was the only way the hospital could legitimately call him.

Tell him that something happened to her.

However, Xu Wantang dared not say it, and could only make up a reasonable excuse.

"because……"

She moved her lips, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she met the man's dark eyes.

My body felt like I'd been electrocuted unexpectedly, and my chest felt numb.

The reason that was about to be given became: "Because there's no one I can trust anymore."

"Um."

The lights were dim, and the soft sound was like a ripple spreading outwards.

Xu Wantang was surprised to realize how blunt her words had been, and couldn't help but look away.

But the gaze on her did not leave.

She felt tense all over from being stared at, her fingertips twitched, and just as she was about to turn away, she heard something fall from the bedside.

It was the seafood porridge that Cen Shichuan had sent.

It was perfectly swept into the trash can.

Cen Yuan lowered his eyes and patted his sleeve: "Sorry, the lighting was a bit dim, I accidentally spilled it."

Xu Wantang was stunned.

How come I can't hear any embarrassment at all?

But she didn't ask any more questions, since she didn't want to eat it anyway: "It's fine."

The words were spoken.

In front of her was an exquisite Chinese food box.

Cen Yuan said calmly, "Lin Yue bought it, you eat first."