The night was cool as water, and Su Wan lay flat on the huge bed. The spot beside her was icy cold.

It has been two years since their marriage, and Su Wan couldn't remember the last time Xie Li had returned home.

Su Wan curled up in her blanket, drowsy when she felt a weight on top of her. Just as she was about to cry out, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into her mouth, the warmth constantly sweeping across her palate.

“Mmm—mmm—” That was Xie Li, Su Wan’s man to the bone. You could tell his scent even if it was mixed with strong alcohol.

The man pulled away the bothersome blanket, his icy hand moving nimbly into Su Wan's sleep, grasping her full with precision. He mumbled obscenities.

"Hmm... just a little..." Su Wan couldn't help but speak, blushing as she held Xie Li's face in her hands and said reproachfully, "Why are you drinking again?"

The sudden departure of Xie Li left him burning with urgency, his hot desire gnawing at him, leaving mark after mark.

Su Wan struggled impatiently, trying to break free from him. Her small hands pushed back frantically, "Stop it, Xie Li, ah... I can't..."

Xie Li suddenly held her previous blushing face, the maidservant was startled and trembling, trying to pry open Xie Li's clenched head with her small hands.

Xie Li raised her head, a blush at the corner of her eyes, her voice low and husky: "Xiaohui, don't be naughty, be good~"

Su Wan's heart, which had been burning with passion, suddenly felt as if it were doused with ice water. She pushed him away violently, and Xie Li hit his head on the headboard of the bed. He gasped in pain: "Su Wan, what are you doing? This really spoils the mood!"

"Are you not drunk?" He could tell it was Su Wan, yet stubbornly called her Xiaohui. What was this, deliberate insults?

<<>Xie Li and I have known each other for over ten years, but it seems that still can't compare to the few months he spent with Yang Hui.

Su Wan still unwillingly asked, "Xie Li, what about you and me?"

"You?" Xie Li's face was full of mockery, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. Then his expression darkened, and his slender fingers stabbed fiercely into the most one.

Su Wan was suddenly stimulated by this, letting out a sharp cry, "Ah..." Her body trembled uncontrollably as her fingers gripped the sheets tightly. "Ah...don't...get out..."

"Looking at your pathetic state, you disgust me! You're not even worthy of Xiaohui's little toe. If it wasn't for your scheme to climb into my bed, Xiaohui would never have left me!" Xie Li pointed a finger at him, his hands clenching tightly.

Her parting words were like a dagger, stabbing viciously into Su Wan's heart. Su Wan was in so much pain that tears welled up instantly in her eyes.

Su Wan had always known that Xie Li disliked her, even hated her, but she didn't expect Xie Li to be so deeply in love with Yang Hui. After all, he was such a cold person.

"No... then marry me..."

"Of course, it's to torture you! You're suffering, so my little Hui wouldn't have been heartbroken for nothing."

Xie Li held Su Wan captive, pressing his hips against hers with force. He thrust deeply and powerfully within her.

"Ah... too fast... Please... no more..." Su Wan cried, begging. Such punishment was too humiliating.

Xie Li stared at Su Wan, unwilling to miss any expression on her flushed face. Her rosy lips kept parting slightly, revealing a hint of a smile. Xie Li felt his heart pounding uncontrollably. The flashing lights outside the window pulled him back to reality.

"You wretch, you made Xiaohui's life miserable, and I won't let you get away with it."

Xie Li suddenly struck with vicious ferocity, and Su Wan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.