Campus Ace Girl

Chu Ci waited for a long time but didn’t get any response. From the bathroom came the sounds of Zhao Mo Ran washing up, just like usual, without even a pause.

He was sure that she would definitely see it, but now she showed no reaction at all.

Chu Ci curled his lips, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth... To be husband and wife like this, it truly is...

He suddenly lost interest, stood up, and went into the bathroom to embrace her from behind. His handsome face rested against her neck as he spoke hoarsely: "Let’s go out later."

After saying that, he leaned in to kiss her.

She understood his intent and didn’t stop him, just turned her head to accept his kiss. Once he was almost done, she spoke somewhat blandly: "I’m a bit hungry."

From the corner of his eye, he saw that shirt, the lipstick stain was very obvious, she couldn’t possibly miss it. Her lack of reaction only meant one thing, that she didn’t care and wanted to keep the peace.

This made Chu Ci dissatisfied. Actually, he didn’t even know what he cared about. Wasn’t a sensible wife who turned a blind eye something he originally wanted? Would he be happy if she got jealous and caused a scene?

He was sure that kind of wife wasn’t what he liked, but now he was forcing her to become someone he didn’t like. Yet, did he like her like this?

Perhaps not, he couldn’t deceive others, nor could he deceive himself.

She pretended to be happy when she wasn’t. He... wasn’t he doing the same? So he learned to torment her, to torment her mentally bit by bit, not letting her have peace. He wanted her to accompany him.

When she said she was hungry, Chu Ci let her go and said placidly: "Let’s have breakfast first."

His gaze again fell on those shirts, and it was obvious enough that she couldn’t ignore it even if she wanted to. And that’s exactly what he wanted.

Zhao Mo Ran’s gaze also landed there, and after some thought, she asked softly: "Shall we throw it away?"

He looked at her, "Are you unhappy?"

The couple circled around for so long, finally touching on the main issue. At this point, he couldn’t tell if they were torturing each other or if it was some sort of perverse intimacy.

He asked, and she honestly replied: "I just can’t be happy about it."

As she spoke, she smiled slightly: "No one can be happy about this."

In the end, she still personally threw that shirt into the trash can, not for anything else, just because he liked her that way. She was merely catering to his perverse taste.

Indeed, Chu Ci’s perverse taste was satisfied, and he hugged his wife’s shoulder, coaxing gently: "It’s just an accident, not someone presentable, she’s nothing compared to you, hmm?"

She looked up at him, her expression a bit dazed... She didn’t know if Chu Ci’s current life was ruining those young girls or ruining himself. Why did she feel like it was actually himself?

She said nothing, just lowered her eyes: "As long as you don’t take it seriously, as long as you come home."

The smile that Chu Ci initially had vanished, and he repeated her words while staring into her eyes: "As long as I come home?"

A bit absentmindedly, she hummed in agreement, "Yes, as long as you come home."

She didn’t know what she had done wrong again; it seemed like she upset him with just a casual word. In that case, she shouldn’t speak or go shopping together. Why force themselves to interact if it only made them both unhappy when pretending to be cheerful? Being pregnant, she also felt tired...

Chu Ci got angry, released her, and went downstairs first.

Zhao Mo Ran glanced at the door, applied some skincare products, put on light makeup, and then followed downstairs.

Once downstairs, the housemaid served breakfast, all very suitable for a pregnant woman’s taste. It had to be said that Chu Ci hadn’t neglected her in this aspect, and his mother also hadn’t summoned her much, which she was quite grateful for.

She sat down and ate breakfast quietly without provoking him. Chu Ci seemed not in a good mood, flipping through the newspaper as he casually asked: "Where do you want to go today?"

After finishing the food in her mouth, she replied slowly: "I thought since you suggested it, you’d come up with an itinerary, or at least have Secretary Yin check it first."

He looked at her, unsure if he heard a hint of complaint in her voice, so he smiled faintly: "Isn’t this the lady’s job? You should be good at buying baby stuff."

She said nothing more, continuing to eat breakfast.

She had a feeling that today he was deliberately looking for trouble with her... so that’s why he wanted to go shopping with her, wanted her to see his shirt. What is this, a perverse taste?

Thinking of this suddenly made her lose her appetite. She wasn’t foolish, she didn’t think he wanted to be a loving husband with her; she was just a distraction in his boring life, no different from those women outside. She put down the sandwich in her hand. When Chu Ci looked over, she said: "I can’t eat anymore."

"That’s fine, you can eat a bit outside if you’re hungry." He was still considerate, going upstairs to fetch a shawl for her, then escorting her into the car and thoughtfully fastening her seatbelt.

Zhao Mo Ran turned her head: "I can sit in the back seat."

He knew what she was worried about, so he said: "I’ll drive slowly, it’s alright."

She said no more, gently closed her eyes to rest, Chu Ci turned his head: "Didn’t you get enough sleep last night? Or don’t you want to talk to me?"

He hit the mark. But, of course, she wouldn’t admit it, so she responded with a faint smile: "How could that be?"

He took her slightly cold hand, saying ambiguously: "I thought you didn’t want to spend time with me, maybe I was overthinking, hmm?"

"You were overthinking." She responded mechanically, her tone lazy and nearly dismissive, and it infuriated him once again.

Chu Ci slightly accelerated, too angry to speak.

He provided for her well at home, couldn’t she say a few nice words?

His face remained sour, even downright unpleasant, but Zhao Mo Ran spoke softly, "Chu Ci, weren’t we doing well before? I speak to you nicely and you aren’t satisfied, you keep probing to find my true attitude, and then you still aren’t satisfied. How should I act, tell me."

Chu Ci paused for a moment, then spoke: "Mo Ran, do you despise me?"