Chapter 1500 - 1477: Ye Huan’s Proposal
"So, how about it, Fufu girl, you see it now, right? I’m a victim too!" Ye Huan put on his clothes, looking all earnest and aggrieved as he yelled, "The two of us, as fellow victims, should be on the same front and huddle together for warmth. How can we start infighting?"
"You... who wants to huddle together for warmth with you, you lecher!" Ling Fufu glared at Ye Huan, pretending to be fierce, but the anger and blame she felt toward him had already lessened a lot inside.
Just now it was obvious to the naked eye that the blood marks on Ye Huan were more and deeper; under her scratching he was clearly hurt worse.
He must have been in quite a bit of pain too.
Hugging her knees, Ling Fufu went silent for a while, then said, "I thought about it a bit. This really can’t be all your fault."
"Of course it’s my fault. If my willpower had been a bit stronger back then, the worst possible outcome definitely wouldn’t have happened! But it really can’t be all my fault, it’s partly on you too. Who told you to be so pretty and have such a great figure? The moment I saw you, the sturdy defensive line in my heart basically just collapsed into dust without a speck left!" Ye Huan knew how to work people. First he piled the blame onto himself, then, on the surface, shifted some onto Ling Fufu, but in reality showered her with praise. In an instant he had Ling Fufu blushing scarlet, her momentum completely gone!
"How can that be my fault, that’s how I was born, it’s not like I can control it!"
All women like being called pretty, and Ling Fufu was no exception.
Her face reddening, she swung a pillow and smacked Ye Huan with it, deliberately widening her eyes: "Still your fault. If your psychological defenses weren’t so weak..."
"My psychological defenses are already really strong, OK? It’s just that you’re way too pretty, your damage to me is too huge. I really can’t help it, I’m helpless here." Ye Huan spread his hands, his face the picture of helplessness.
"You... you cut out those sweet nothings. You think I’m going to fall for that?!"
Despite her words, Ling Fufu had in fact already fallen for it.
The dissatisfaction she felt toward Ye Huan dropped several levels again.
"Sigh, blaming you is useless anyway. What’s done is done."
"But what do we do from here on? I’ve already had a real, physical relationship with you. My parents, and the Patriarch and the others, they’ll definitely make me marry you."
Ling Fufu’s gaze turned resentful. "I don’t even like men. Just thinking I might have to marry you makes me feel totally hopeless about my future life. It’s like my whole life from now on is just gray and bleak."
Ye Huan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Was he really as awful as Ling Fufu seemed to think he was??
How did marrying him translate into despair about the future and feeling her life was over?
"How about this then, Ye Huan." Ling Fufu pondered for a moment, then said, "Think about forming a Peach Garden Oath with me. I’ll be your big sis, you’ll be my lackey. With that kind of relationship in place, my parents definitely won’t force me to marry you!"
After she finished, a clever light flashed in Ling Fufu’s beautiful eyes. She felt she really was a little genius.
But Ye Huan’s utterly helpless words poured over her like a bucket of cold water: "Right now in the Ling Family I’m absolutely a hot commodity. Forget a Peach Garden Oath, even if we completely cut ties and turned into mortal enemies, they’d still try their hardest to push this marriage through. My grandmother on my mother’s side will put pressure on me too, forcing me to marry you."
"Damn, then what do I do? I really don’t want to marry you. I still want to keep ’hunting beauties’ and forming wonderful connections with the many gorgeous ladies of the Endless Deep Mountains!" Ling Fufu instantly felt her life getting even bleaker!
"Here, how about we go with a fake marriage." Ye Huan offered a pretty good suggestion. "We can be the model couple in the eyes of the Ling Family, but after the wedding I won’t interfere with your business. You can keep your hobbies and keep making friends with beautiful women."
"So basically, we have the title of husband and wife, but not the reality of it?"
"Exactly."
Ye Huan nodded. "That way, in how we get along in the future, I can slowly make up for the wrong I did you, and shoulder a man’s responsibility toward you."
"Didn’t think you’d actually be kind of responsible." Ling Fufu glanced at Ye Huan. Outwardly she looked calm, but inside her emotions had already completely settled down. Vaguely, she felt that this ’annoying guy’ who had taken her most precious thing maybe wasn’t that annoying after all.
"Of course. So what do you think of my proposal?" Ye Huan grinned, secretly letting out a long breath of relief, thinking he had finally soothed Ling Fufu’s mood.
"The proposal’s pretty good, but are you really sure that after we’re married you’ll let me be totally free, and won’t covet my beauty again?"
"I’m sure!"
Ye Huan nodded without even thinking, grumbling internally that he’d only ever appreciated her beauty, never coveted it. She made it sound like he was some creepy perv. Way too much!
"Mm, all right then. But I demand to retain the right to divorce you at any time, in case you do something over the line to me in the future."
"OK!"
Ye Huan really didn’t care about that.
Ling Fufu let out a satisfied hum. "At least you’re being honest. I’ll let you off the hook for now, and I hope you behave better from now on and don’t make this young lady angry again."
"Relax! So, when are we setting our wedding date?"
"It’s still early. What’re you in such a rush for? Let them nag a while longer."
At the mention of the wedding, Ling Fufu’s face went red. After all, she was about to become someone’s wife, and she still wasn’t fully mentally prepared for it.
"Right, there’s something I want to ask you." Not wanting to stay on this embarrassing topic, Ling Fufu switched tracks. "After that whole hot spring incident, why did my strength improve so much?"
"I don’t know the specifics, but I’m guessing it’s because that was the first time Extreme Yang and Extreme Yin fully completed their complementing cycle. Their auras merged and erupted with a powerful surge of life force, and in the end that gave us this benefit." Ye Huan offered his guess.
Ling Fufu nodded slightly, feeling that Ye Huan’s speculation was reasonable.
She felt out her own strength and was both delighted and shy, gritting her teeth. "I’d been stuck at Initial-Tier Divine King for so long, and who would’ve thought I’d end up advancing to Mid-Tier Divine King in such a freakish way."
Muttering to herself, she lifted her head to look at Ye Huan and huffed, "What about you, what level is your strength at now?"
Ye Huan didn’t hide it. "I’m infinitely close to High-Tier Divine King."
"Total monster. You’re clearly a year younger than me, but your strength is so much higher!" As Ling Fufu spoke, she abruptly shifted the topic again. "That Azure Dragon Sword Formulas the ancestor passed on to you, have you studied it yet?"
"Not yet, why?"
"After I got back I did a simple study of the Crimson Phoenix Sword Formulas and discovered that if someone who’s mastered the Crimson Phoenix Sword Formulas trains together with someone who’s mastered the Azure Dragon Sword Formulas, it greatly helps with understanding and fully grasping the Sword Formulas. I’m planning to study it together with you later."
"No problem, I’m at your service anytime."
Ye Huan smiled faintly and agreed.
"All right, you can go now. Staying in my boudoir in the middle of the night, just the two of us, people will gossip and misunderstand." Ling Fufu deliberately put on a very disgusted expression and waved him away.
Ye Huan naturally didn’t want to linger. Honestly, they’d already run out of topics earlier and had been forcing the conversation. If the atmosphere got more awkward, they’d definitely fall into silence, which would be even more awkward. So after a simple farewell to Ling Fufu, he got up and left.
Once Ye Huan’s figure disappeared outside the door, Ling Fufu let out a long breath. To her, this visit of Ye Huan’s not only untied part of the knot in her heart, it also filled her with new hope for the future.
Becoming a nominal but not actual fake wife to Ye Huan meant she could continue having unlimited trysts with beautiful women.
"My darlings, you still can’t escape the clutches of Ling Fufu in the end. Just you wait!" Just imagining her wonderful future life, Ling Fufu happily rubbed her hands together, the corners of her mouth curving into that distinctively "creepy guy" crooked grin.
Little did she know that in their days together to come, her orientation would be completely twisted by Ye Huan!
The so-called fake couple would, under her own repeated failure to hold the line with Ye Huan, become a real husband-and-wife couple in every sense!