Chapter 2

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xu Nianhua sat on the leather sofa with his aching wrists.

A rare look of complaint appeared on his gentle face.

“That wife of yours nearly broke my hand…” He accused.

“You’re a doctor. You can heal a broken hand on your own.”

The man didn’t even lift his eyelids as he continued to work.

Xu Nianhua’s lips twitched in anger.

‘Calm down… I’m a doctor! My emotions shouldn’t be so easily riled up.’

“Hmph. She’s silly and has violent tendencies. Aren’t you afraid that she’ll fight you to the death if you truly married her?” Xu Nianhua rubbed his wrist. “I just think that you seem to have a death wish.”

After sending the email, Mu Yuansheng turned off his computer and finally looked at Xu Nianhua.

There was no emotion in his deep and cold eyes.

He simply replied, “She’s my wife now. You better watch your words.”

Xu Nianhua was speechless.

If he wasn’t familiar with him, he would have thought that the former truly loved Meng Ying.

Mu Yuansheng picked up the coat that was on the chair. “How is she?”

Xu Nianhua raised his hand that was still hurting.

“She’s fine. But you better be careful around her.”

…

Meng Ying sat on the steps at the entrance.

She held her face in her hands, her beautiful eyes looked confused and baffled.

She finally understood her situation.

The original owner of this body of hers was a silly girl who liked Young Master Lu.

She chased after him every day but was often despised and disregarded by the latter.

That day, Young Master Lu became so furious that he told her that if she dared to jump into the river, he would marry her.

Good lord!

She actually jumped!

“Sigh…”

Meng Ying didn’t know how many times she had sighed since she found out about all of these.

‘What exactly is love? How does it make someone fearless in the face of death?’

‘The owner of this body must be a rather devoted person.’

Unfortunately, she gave her heart to the wrong person.

In the end, she even lost her life.

“Don’t worry, I will live well for you and make those people who looked down on you feel regret!”

“Did you see that? She’s talking to herself again…”

A few servants that were standing in the corner were paying attention to Meng Ying.

They were afraid that she would kick up a fuss again.

But contrary to their expectations, the silly young miss was relatively silent. Not only that, but she also became tame and obedient.

However, she still seemed to be silly.

She had been sitting at the door all this while, talking to herself.

“She’s also pitiful. If she didn’t come from a wealthy family, I wonder what kind of situation she would be in today?”

“Why did someone like Mr. Mu decided to marry her?”

“I bet it is because the Meng family is rich!”

“Anyone who marries her would not need to work their asses off anymore.”

“But Mr. Mu lives in such a nice house and even hired so many of us to take care of her. He doesn’t look like someone who lacks money.”

“Maybe marrying her made all of that possible?”

“Be quiet! Mr. Mu is back.”

At the entrance, a black Cadillac drove into the residence.

After parking the car, the man in the driver’s seat saw the woman sitting on the steps.

She was wearing a floral dress with suspenders.

With her long hair down, she held her clean face with both her hands.

Her pure eyes moved and met his own.

‘What a handsome man!’

Meng Ying’s eyes lit up.

Not only was he good-looking, but he also had an excellent temperament.

Wearing a black casual suit, he looked like a model.

His legs were long and straight…

His waist was narrow, his shoulders were wide, and his protruding Adam’s apple looked extremely sexy.

His well-defined and exquisite facial features looked as if they were drawn with a pen.

They were the best combination of features that one could have on their face.

She had seen many good-looking men back then in the world of Honesty, but this man was simply her cup of tea.

And he—was her husband!

She had an uncontrollable urge to laugh.

As if she had won the lottery, she could not restrain her excitement.

But she had to calm down…

“Why are you sitting there? Aren’t you cold?” Mu Yuansheng asked with a frown.

He took off his coat and bent down to put it over her.

‘He is so gentle!’

Meng Ying was immersed in his handsome face and gentleness.

It was rare for her to fancy a man, so she had to seize this opportunity.

Tears welled up in her innocent eyes, and the corners of her lips pressed down.

She looked as if she wanted to cry, but she didn’t.

Instead, she stretched her arms out and said, “Carry me.”