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"Don't say he's not interested in you, even if he is, he won't want you. In Kyoto, even a woman like me, Bo Jingzhou wouldn't touch, no one would dare to take her." Shen Wanci was so angry at his words that she turned and glared at him, "If you think this reason hurts your face, you can change it. Your wife sees you and gets a bad feeling in her stomach, has no physical reaction, and can't have normal married life!" "Shen Wanci..." Bo Jingzhou's eyes suddenly churned with the fury of tearing someone apart, gritting his teeth and calling her name. Shen Wanci was afraid that he would do something even more outrageous if he got angry. She softened her attitude in a deflated manner, "No matter the reason, we're going to part ways sooner or later. Which couple is like us?" Thinking of this three years of agonizing marital life, thinking of her repeatedly smiling and welcoming but only being met with the man's indifference, thinking of those meals that were thrown into the trash without even a glance, layers upon layers of grievance welled up, overwhelming her. Bo Jingzhou looked at her with a steady gaze, his eyebrows calm. Her eyes were rimmed red, yet she stubbornly held her ground like a fighting cock. His Adam's apple bobbed, suddenly feeling irritated. He just closed his eyes and lay down, "Sleep." Shen Wanci was held by the man like this, her face pressed against his chest, and her breath was filled with Bo Jingzhou's scent. This was the first time he had held her to sleep after their marriage. Before that, the two of them slept separately, with at least a person's distance between them. The man was just out of the shower, his body cool, but he quickly warmed up, making Shen Wanci feel like she was holding a hot water bottle. Like this, she was very uncomfortable sleeping. She struggled and tried to turn over to face away from him. Bao Jingzhou frowned, his voice rough and slightly higher: "Don't move, sleep." Shen Wanci was so hot she was about to sweat, and she didn't even have the energy to notice something was off with his tone. "Don't hug me, it's uncomfortable..." Her legs unconsciously lifted, wanting to kick the person away a little, but her knee accidentally brushed against something, and she froze instantly! "You..." Bo Jingzhou's voice was flat: "Mrs. Bo, I'm simply not interested in you. It's not that I'm incapable on that front. If you make another move, I'll take it as an invitation. White water might be bland, but when there are no other options, it can still quench your thirst." If Bo Jingzhou is ever found dead and left out in the wilderness, it'll be because of his own mouth! However, Shen Wanci's gaze fell on the red mark on his neck. The color was already very faint, and it would probably be gone tomorrow. "Go find the woman who left a mark on your neck. Don't disgust me!" Almost as soon as her voice fell, Bo Jingzhou's kiss landed on her neck. It's not just a simple kiss, it's sucking. Shen Wanci was hurt by him, frowning and pushing him hard, "Bo Jingzhou, are you crazy?" " He let go of her, "Have you ever been in a relationship before me?" " Shen Wanci didn't know what he wanted to say, she just gritted her teeth fiercely: "If I had known I would marry you, I would have changed men every week." She touched the place he had kissed, this psychopath, definitely left a mark. It's summer now, and she was wearing low-cut tops, there's no way to cover it. Then Bo Jingzhou let out a "hmph" and said, “Since you haven't experienced love, let me teach you. This is what a hickey looks like. Don't think so dirtily just because someone has a red mark on their neck.” Shen Wanci was startled. What did he mean? Could that on his neck be a hickey? But whether or not, he shouldn't treat her like this, they are going to get divorced! Shen Wanci turned over and faced away from the man, ignoring him. She closed her eyes in inexplicable anger, forcing herself to sleep. Bo Jingzhou looked at the woman's back, and he had to admit, she was indeed soft. She felt like she could squeeze out water with just a pinch. A heat surged within him, and he suppressed the sudden urge, calming his breath... The next day was the weekend, Shen Wanci and Bo Jingzhou went to the hospital together to get Jiang Yajue's checkup report. The doctor looked at the slip, his brows furrowing. Shen Wanci felt a sense of foreboding in her heart, "Doctor, is there something wrong?" "According to the examination results, the patient has hypertension-induced cardiomyopathy. As for her frequent fever, it is likely due to excessive physical depletion during her youth, leading to a weakened immune system." Shen Wanci grasped the key point, it was heart disease. "Can that be cured?" Hypertensive heart disease is difficult to cure due to its complex causes, so it can only be managed by slowing down the progression of the disease. Patients should pay attention to their diet and engage in appropriate exercise. Most importantly, they must avoid emotional stress. The implication is that it's a chronic illness that needs constant attention. Leaving the hospital, Shen Wanci let out a long sigh. Glancing at the time, she thought to herself that if today were Monday, she could go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. "When are you going to get our marriage license with me?" she said impatiently. "So impatient?" Isn't this overdue? Shouldn't this have been done already? Shen Wanci gritted her teeth and endured, having reason to suspect that Bo Jingzhou was deliberately dragging her along. "I'm worried that Jian Weining will get impatient. She just came back from abroad. You don't hurry up and keep her by your side, be careful she runs away again." Bo Jingzhou gave her a cold glance. "Only dogs need to be leashed." Shen Wanci: Aren't you just a couple of dog lovers? Of course, she didn't dare say that, afraid of being beaten. After a short while, Jiang Shu drove over. Bao Jingzhou motioned for her to get in the car, but she remained standing still. “I’ll take a cab back,” Shen Wanci said, frowning as she issued her final ultimatum. “Monday is my last line. After all, we’ve been married for three years. I hope we can part ways amicably and not end up in court, making this a public spectacle.” "Are you threatening me?" Bo Jingzhou narrowed his eyes, a layer of frost creeping across his brow and eyes. "If I don't agree to the divorce, you're going to hire a lawyer to sue me?" Shen Wanci didn't speak, which could be considered an acquiescence to his statement. The man let out a cold laugh: "Leaving so many things at home, isn't it because you want to come back any time?" He frowned impatiently. "Playing hard to get too much will only annoy people." Shen Wanci couldn't help rolling her eyes. How could he still think like this at this time? She couldn't help but sneer: "Bo Jingzhou, have you never washed your face from childhood to adulthood?" What a thick face! "Those things are all mine to discard, if you want to throw them away or burn them, go ahead." Bao Jingzhou let out a gruff, "You're going to divorce me and still want me to help you? Go clear out all that junk of yours and show me your determination before we even talk about divorce." "Then let Aunt Sun throw it away." Aunt Sun was a maid at Yu Ting Courtyard and she was definitely good at dealing with garbage. Bo Jingzhou smiled thinly, "Shen Wanci, you haven't paid a penny for the household expenses after marriage. Everyone's salary comes from my account. Where do you get the face to ask me to have people work for you?" Then I'll have the moving company pick it up. "I don't like strangers running around in my house." Shen Wanci's eye twitched, "This isn't okay, that isn't okay, Bo Jingzhou, what exactly do you want to do?" Bo Jingzhou didn't speak, he seemed like a god looking down from above, staring at her with an expression of disdain. She let out a heavy sigh and said viciously, “Since you're so particular, don't stay upstairs either. Go live downstairs. Even ghosts walk without touching the ground, so they won't dirty your house.” Bo Jingzhou's face instantly darkened. "It seems you've had enough of living, haven't you?" |
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