Campus Ace Girl

She was very nervous and said no, but he refused to let her reject him, pressing her against the door with his fingers teasingly touching her face: "You are my wife, being so generous, is it for art or for that man named Gu Fei, hmm?"

Zhao Mo Ran’s face turned pale.

Chu Ci continued to slowly stroke her cheek, his voice gentle: "You don’t want to give up painting, is it because you don’t want to abandon the dream with that person?"

"No." She turned her head away, her voice fragile: "I just want to find something to do."

Her voice carried a plea: "This has nothing to do with personal affairs."

He still teased her gently, watching her look like she was about to cry, finding it quite amusing.

When he felt the time was right, he whispered: "If you want to continue painting, then beg me."

She suddenly met his gaze, not understanding what he meant.

Chu Ci grabbed her hand, teaching her: "You are 28 years old, about to get married, shouldn’t you learn more about pleasing your husband?"

She felt extremely embarrassed, feeling like she was just a plaything for his amusement... but she couldn’t choose her own life, she had to make her husband happy to get a little freedom.

She felt utmost humiliation.

Around eight o’clock at night.

Chu Ci changed his clothes, standing by the bed and looked at her, his voice indifferent: "Get up and have dinner, I have a social event."

Zhao Mo Ran nodded: "I’ll get up in a while."

He glanced at her, adjusted his clothes, and then headed out the door but paused a few steps away, his voice slightly cold: "Don’t let me find out you’re taking medicine again, if you’re not pregnant in three months, I’ll take you for a check-up... you know the consequences."

She gasped slightly before saying: "I understand."

Only then did Chu Ci leave satisfied.

Zhao Mo Ran lay alone on the cold bed, after a long time she got up to tidy up the bedroom, she was too ashamed to let the servants clean up again, she wasn’t blind and noticed the strange way the servants had been looking at her today.

After tidying up, she went downstairs, and the servant immediately approached: "Madam, dinner is ready."

She nodded and sat down, noticing that the dishes prepared were mostly focusing on nutritional supplements, she couldn’t help but ask: "Is it the sir’s idea?"

The servant initially didn’t dare to say, but eventually spoke cautiously: "Sir said that autumn is the time to start nourishing."

Zhao Mo Ran smiled faintly, brushed aside a lock of hair, and ate.

She knew it was just an excuse, he only wanted her to prepare for pregnancy.

Zhao Mo Ran didn’t understand why Chu Ci wanted a child so much, she couldn’t quite grasp it, he didn’t love her yet wanted her to bear a child... Just then, the servant cheerfully said: "Madam and sir are so loving, there should be a child soon, sir loves girls."

Zhao Mo Ran was stunned.

She then understood, he wanted a child just to have a substitute, this child was to be Chu Yan’s replacement, he would care for this child as if she were Chu Yan.

And Zhao Mo Ran was just his tool for having the child.

Thinking of this, she suddenly lost her appetite, barely ate a few bites and went upstairs. She sat at the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, involuntarily reaching out to touch her face.

She found that her face was somewhat similar to Chu Yan’s, but Chu Yan had cute dimples when she smiled, a trait she didn’t have... She thought it was exactly because of this resemblance that Chu Ci wanted a child born from her.

At this moment, she didn’t know what she felt, she finally understood why she was chosen, worth three billion, she was just Chu Yan’s stand-in.

Zhao Mo Ran quietly looked at herself in the mirror, she didn’t want to cry, because she didn’t like Chu Ci either.

A man who tormented her so much, she only felt fear, not affection.

...

That night, Chu Ci returned very late, probably around one in the morning.

He must have been drinking, there was a smell of alcohol on him.

Zhao Mo Ran had no way to pretend to sleep, she got up to help him take off his coat, but a whiff of perfume scent unintentionally drifted past her nose, she thought to herself, he really had a lot of energy.

Chu Ci was unaware of her thoughts, undid his shirt buttons, and said casually: "Go to sleep, I’ll take a shower."

She breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down.

After showering, Chu Ci returned, she was already asleep. He wasn’t sleepy, so he went to the living room, poured himself a glass of red wine, sipping it while watching the sleeping Zhao Mo Ran.

Her face was very clean, so was her body, apart from Yan Yan, she was his ideal choice for a wife, also she was smart, always knowing not to go against him, not to anger him.

But he also knew she was scared to death of him, not in love with him.

Thinking about this, he felt malicious again, putting down the glass and walked towards her...

Zhao Mo Ran was awakened by him, in the darkness she looked at him with some fear, his voice hoarse: "What are you afraid of! Don’t you also like it very much?"

She felt ashamed and angry, turning her face away, letting him do as he pleased...

The next day was Saturday, Chu Ci didn’t go to the company.

Early in the morning, Zhao Mo Ran got up and went to the studio, carefully packing the paintings for Chu Yan, and called the courier company.

Chu Ci was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a magazine, feeling somewhat displeased seeing two couriers arrive, he never liked strangers in the house. But thinking about how he had bullied her enough last night, he said nothing.

After everyone left, Zhao Mo Ran went downstairs, seeing him still there, asked hesitantly: "You’re not going to the company today?"

"It’s the weekend." He put down the magazine: "Can’t work every day, right?"

She was silent.

He knew, she wished he worked every day, so she wouldn’t have to face him, he tested how afraid she was last night, he liked seeing her scared, and also liked tormenting her until she was begging him to stop.

Chu Ci didn’t know how other couples were, but he found this quite interesting, at least not boring, besides not allowing her to betray him, whether she loved him or not he didn’t care, he just wanted to quickly have a child.

He looked at her, noticing her dress was quite nice today, so he glanced at her again.

Zhao Mo Ran felt somewhat afraid, lowered her head sitting aside.

He got up: "Back to the main house, you’re coming with me."

She seemed surprised, "I’m going too?"

"Would you rather go alone?" He asked her.

She didn’t say anything else, just stood up, "I’m going upstairs to get my bag."

Chu Ci quietly watched her and then sat down again after a while.

Of course, going to the Chu Family mansion wasn’t very pleasant, for Chu Ci, and even more for Zhao Mo Ran. She knew that Mrs. Chu didn’t like Chu Yan, but she didn’t feel that she liked herself either, she was aware of that.

She sat there uncomfortably, while Mrs. Chu appeared gentle and said to Chu Ci, "You’re busy with work, and I think Mo Ran is too quiet. Why don’t you two move back to the old house after the wedding, and I can help look after any children you have."

Before Chu Ci could speak, Chu Changhe interrupted, "The young couple is enjoying their love, why would they move back!"

Mrs. Chu gave him a look, then continued gently, "Chu Ci and they aren’t in a typical love marriage, having children is the most important."

She looked at Zhao Mo Ran with a hint of kindness in her eyes, "Mo Ran, don’t you agree?"

Just as Chu Changhe was about to object, Zhao Mo Ran softly said, "Mom is right, children are the most important thing, I don’t mind."

Mrs. Chu smiled with satisfaction, but then Chu Ci’s voice was indifferent, "Let’s live outside. When we have children, we can hire family tutors and professional childcare experts, Mom, you can just rest well."

Hearing this, Zhao Mo Ran was a bit surprised. However, she wouldn’t flatter herself into thinking he was good to her; he just didn’t like living here either.

And with Chu Ci saying that, Mrs. Chu was very displeased and wanted to persist, but Chu Changhe said, "The kids have their own lives. You should just focus on getting better."

Mrs. Chu looked at her husband with a slight grudge, pursed her lips, and naturally didn’t like Zhao Mo Ran from then on.

To Mrs. Chu, her husband and son were family, and other women weren’t, even if they were daughters raised for many years or daughters-in-law about to marry in. Especially since she felt Chu Ci was settling, just randomly marrying a woman, so she didn’t regard Zhao Mo Ran at all.

Her dislike was not unnoticed by Zhao Mo Ran, who wisely chose silence... letting Chu Ci deal with it.

Even though she was a little scared when he tormented her, she would rather be tormented by Chu Ci than deal with Mrs. Chu. Chu Ci’s coldness or torment was just a man’s nature. In many ways, he hadn’t mistreated her, but Mrs. Chu was different; she was ill, and Zhao Mo Ran didn’t dare imagine what she might do if she couldn’t think straight.

Mrs. Chu looked at her son and then at her daughter-in-law, and after a while said quietly, "Alright, Chu Ci has grown up, and I can’t control him. He can decide what to do."

Chu Changhe was not too happy, "It’s rare for the child to come home."

He sighed inwardly: Yan Yan had already been forced to break ties with the family, and now she wanted to do the same with their son? He pondered whether allowing her to do so all these years, hurting both children, was right or wrong. If only Chu Ci were happy, it would be fine, but it was clear there was discord between the couple.

Chu Changhe sighed softly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Chu Ci didn’t stay long either. After lunch, he took Zhao Mo Ran and left. Once back, he left the house and she stayed home to paint, and when he returned at night, he was still covered in the scent of perfume, and then he would torment her...

...

Days passed, and there were only two days left until Chu Ci’s wedding when Bai Xun returned.

Chu Yan went to the parking lot after work, but as soon as she got there she heard a whistle, "Hey, beautiful."

When she saw who it was, she couldn’t help but laugh with exasperation.

It was none other than Bai Xun, driving a flashy sports car, wearing sunglasses, and whistling at her with his arm resting on the car window.

Chu Yan walked over, smiling with feigned annoyance, "Why are you back?"

"Your ex-boyfriend is getting married the day after tomorrow. I had to come back early to support you." Bai Xun raised an eyebrow.

Chu Yan bent down in front of him, "With your cheekiness, you deserve a beating."

Bai Xun laughed freely, pinched her nose, "Alright, get in the car. Big brother will take you for something delicious."

Chu Yan walked around and sat down, fastening her seatbelt while asking, "What’s delicious?"

Before she could finish, her lips were blocked by him.

She opened her eyes wide, mumbling a couple of times, then glared at him.

Bai Xun only let go of her when he felt it was enough, his voice hoarse, "Did you miss me?"

"Was that it?" She leaned against his shoulder and asked softly.

Bai Xun just laughed again, "Big brother has something else."

"Shameless." Chu Yan sat upright and cleared her throat, "Where are we eating?"

He held the steering wheel, thought for a moment, "Let’s go to the supermarket to buy groceries and cook at home."

He added, "I just got back less than half an hour ago and rushed over."

She whispered, "I’m touched, it’s hard for a big star."

He drove, humming, "What big star, I’m just your personal paparazzi."

Chu Yan laughed.

After a while, she said, "By the way, I chose the paintings for the new house, I didn’t expect the artist to be Zhao Mo Ran."

"Chu Ci’s partner?" Bai Xun was also surprised, "That’s quite the coincidence."

Chu Yan looked at him, "You don’t mind, do you?"

"I don’t mind. Why would I mind that?" He smiled, "As long as you like it."

Chu Yan was touched, looked at him sideways. But then he became mischievous again, "Have you ever seen someone as good-looking as me? Let’s not cook for a while when we go back, I’ll let you look at me until you’re satisfied."

Chu Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "You’re really..."

She couldn’t finish the sentence.

But Bai Xun quickly grabbed her hand, squeezing it lightly, with obvious implications.

For a moment, she didn’t know what to say.

After about half an hour of driving, they arrived at a supermarket near the apartment. After getting out of the car, he put on a hat and then came around to open the car door for her. Chu Yan was still a little worried, "Are you sure you won’t be recognized like this?"

"I won’t." He squeezed her small hand, "No one would expect me to go to the supermarket."

Chu Yan rolled her eyes: he truly never missed an opportunity to praise himself.

However, Bai Xun was indeed worth praising. Not only was he good at cooking, but he was also excellent at grocery shopping. In no time, he filled the cart with the ingredients he wanted, and on top of that, he rewarded himself by grabbing two large boxes of a certain contraceptive product.

Chu Yan really wanted to cover her face. He bought them and still compared, even discussing tips with a man in his thirties. She shrank to the side, unwilling to admit this was her man.

So embarrassing!