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Published at 23rd of January 2019 05:22:34 PM


Chapter 1

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Liu Yifeng half opened his tightly shut eyes while raising his numb body from the sofa he had laid on the whole night.

His head ached so enormously that he had to massage it with his fingers.While pressing on his temples he took a glance to his side and saw a table full of beer bottles and cigarette butts.

He was a light drinker and never boozed to such massive extent. He couldn't make out the exact reason that caused him to drink that hard. He closed his eyes to think what had happened. Immediately after he closed his eyes he heard a female voice from the direction of kitchen that made him to open his eyes instantly "Master,You are awake. I made a hangover soup for you. Have some"

With wrinkled forehead, he slowly turned his head to see the person standing in the direction of sound and soon a pile of vague images of her from the last night started to flash across his mind.

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"What a pity...I wish I met you a few years back, then I wouldn't have wasted those precious days. What's the point in regretting now, back then I always ended up messing around people" she slowly laid her head on his chest with a slight smile on her face and her eyes glittering.

Being deep in thoughts, Yifeng didn't hear her blabber. After a few minutes of silence, "Can I ask you a question?" she asked him in curiosity raising her eyes to gaze at his face. "Hmm..." he nodded his head as he brushed her hair with his fingers.

"Do you have anyone that you deeply loved before??" she raised her head to look into his eyes.

"Not exactly...." with a slight smile he said in a dull voice gazing into her eyes.

"I too never got one to love, and never had someone who truly loved me" she spoke in a voice filled with dissappointment and her face blackening.

"oh.." he nodded his head out of habit but in actuality he didn't hear her, not even a single word of hers as he's in his own thoughts. After a moment of thought "You know one thing?" he questioned her and suddenly raised off the bed.

"uh uhh.." she shook her head furrowing her brows.

"You look a little innocent, but I never expected you to be this good in this matter" he chuckled wrapping his arms around her and kissed on her hair.

"Hahaha" she laughed heartfully for a long while. Her laughter spread an unknown happiness to his heart and he childishly smiled. After a moment "Should I be proud of it or ashamed?" she turned her head to whisper in his ears with a hint of shyness.

"What?!!" he exclaimed with his eyes widening.

"Dear Hubby, Your number is eight. I had seven affair kinda things...In the past" she said emphasising every word while moving out of his embrace and at the end she threw a naughty wink at him.

"What!! Are you kidding me?" he questioned her in a trembling voice gazing into her eyes. He thought he was dreaming to see her wink at him and to hear her say such random things out of the box.

"No, I'm serious" she said without hesitating, gazing deep into his eyes. Her confident voice made his mind into a mess and to run fast with unending thoughts.

"Thank god, you found me or else the number would have increased way too much by now" she blabbed on her own while leaning forward and widened her arms to hug him.

What man in the world feels happy for having such a woman as his wife?

"I don't believe you" he noticed her move and snatched her wrists stopping her from hugging him.

"I thought you are an innocent girl, but...."

"But.....?" she asked eagerly interrupting him.

"Someone with seven affairs!!!" he said in pain.

"I'm never gonna leave him" he took a deep breath while jumping down the bed.

"Him? Who? Your brother?" she asked covering her body with the bed covers.

"Does he even know about you?" he turned his head to glare at her face picking his shirt from the floor. He wished that she would explain him and say that she was just pranking him. But her answer ripped his heart into pieces.

"yeah....much better than you" she smirked looking at his face in red. "So, he deliberately messed with me" he thought in his mind, picking his phone from the table and turned towards the door.

"Moreover he's one among those seven" she said gazing at his wide muscular back when he walked towards the door.

"What rubbish?" he pulled the door using all his strength.

"Go and ask if you want to....." Even before she completed saying what she wanted to, he slammed the door hard and hurried down the stairs and into the living room.

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Pictures and words of his wife from the last night flashed in his mind, as he kept staring at the countless bottles and cigarette butts infront of him in daze.

He fell so deep into thoughts that he didn't notice Ziwei walking next to him. He came back to his senses only when he heard the tingling sounds of glass when she started cleaning the table.

Without much expression on his face, he stood up and when he was about to walk towards the stairs, he felt someone holding his hand.

He didn't want to even look at her now, but with her doing things she's not supposed to do, his face turned red out of anger.

His body stiffened instantly on sensing her soft touch. He shut his eyes to control his anger before saying "let go" and tried to get his hand out of her grip.

He tried but at the end he failed as she soon tightened her grip on him and by adding her second hand in support to the previous one. On sensing her second hand on his elbow, he opened his eyes and used his free hand to loosen her grip by slowly unrolling her fingers.

Ultimately with no other option to choose, he used all his energy to pull his hand out of her grab which made her to lose balance and she fell down with her head bumped to the table beside her.

He sensed her falling down but didn't mind her. He felt an extreme urge to wash his body which was touched by that disgusting lady. He walked straight towards the stairs and then to his room without giving even a single look at her.

With her head hitting to the edge of the table, she felt a sharp pain rising in her head as she moved her head back from the table. She endured the increasing pain and by taking the support of the table, she tried to stand but she fell back onto the ground as she felt an immense pain in her right ankle.

"A sprain again" she cried in her mind closing her eyes.

She tried again to stand but failed as the pain further increased in her ankle. Hopeless, she slowly leaned her body to the table with her back facing the stairs. She then slowly moved her legs to a position which she felt less painful.

She lowered her head and slowly wiped the tears flowing from her eyes and that's when she sensed the warmth of a liquid flowing along her forehead which ended up falling onto the ground.

Two warm liquids continued to drip down onto the ground making a messy patch of red.

A few minutes passed by the time she heard Yifeng walking down the stairs. She couldn't put forth her courage to ask for his help, so she stayed still as before, her head close to the floor. She who always cried alone, wished him to notice her crying in pain atleast for once.The thought of caring for her never took birth in his mind, hence he walked past her without minding her. He halted walking after taking a few steps past her with his brows frowned as he got a blurry picture of redness on the ground from the corner of his eye. He thought he was just imagining things. Later he confirmed that something went wrong as he heard her dull cries.

He looked at her slowly turning his head to notice blood dripping from her head and later moved his eyes to see the blood pool formed on the ground.

His body involuntarily reacted to rush towards her but he stopped midway after a step, controlling himself.

After a few seconds, he sighed as he couldn't help but walk towards her.

"Why are you still here? get up" he gave her his hand. He foolishly expected her to stand holding his hand but she didn't even lift her head to look at him. After a few seconds she murmured "I sprained my ankle" in a trembling voice.

He immediately crouched down and raised his hand to lift her chin up to see her pale face with streaks of red over her forehead and on the side lines of her face. "Who exactly are you? Who are you to mess with me?" he spit out the words in rage with his eyes turning red at the rim.




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