Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 30

Song Luan was dragged to bed by him in a daze. The man was silent as he removed her clothes. His cool fingers were clasped around her waist, which was heavier than before.

Song Luan's strength was not as strong as his, so she wouldn't resist. She just hope that he could be gentle this time, but Zhao Nanyu, no matter how amiable he looked, was a totally different person in bed.

And Song Luan soon discovered a bad flaw of his. Zhao Nanyu would never stop until tears would be forced out her eyes, as she begged for mercy. In the end, Song Luan couldn't stand it so she just scratched his back with her fingernails, and asked him to stop while weeping.

Zhao Nanyu smiled and was in a good mood. He lowered his head and kissed the tears on her cheek, as if sighing. He asked, "Do you like me?"

Song Luan rolled up her quilt and wrapped herself tightly. She didn't want to say it but had no choice, "I like you."

Zhao Nanyu heard those dry words without love. He was actually amused by her straightforward and superficial attitude.

Song Luan slept soundly until the dawn. What's rare was that Zhao Nanyu was still at home. He didn't speak much, and the couple spent most of their time together without talking. Song Luan was used to silence.

After breakfast, third lady Zhao sent someone to deliver a message to invite them to have lunch together.

It's also because good things happened that the third lady would call Zhao Nanyu. She was not a good stepmother. She was not close to Zhao Nanyu these years, but she was considerate in all aspects and kept a proper distance.

It was Zhao Wenyan who was fortunate enough to study in Yueshan academy this year. The teacher of the academy was a famous scholar in the capital. He was only willing to recruit three or four students every year. The quota was quite expensive. Zhao Wenyan was still young. Now he studied with famous teachers, and was not afraid of failing in the future.

It was a good thing. No wonder that when Song Luan arrived, third lady Zhao still had a big smile on her face. After getting along with her several times, Song Luan found that third lady Zhao had a soft temper, a soft ear, and a soft root. She treated everyone well.

Zhao Wenyan was dressed in a blue suit, and his black hair was tied up high. He was a young man with an awe-inspiring demeanor. He stood under the tree with his chin up, looked up at Song Luan, and snorted disgustingly. Song Luan had long been surprise. Every time the child saw her, he looked like this–like a proud peacock. Neither of his eyes look straight at her.

Zhao Nanyu intentionally blocked her body, moved her intimately, took her small hand, and walked into the room together with their fingers intertwined. Third lady Zhao was very pleased to see that they had good feelings.

Family matters were okay. These two children didn't give her anymore trouble.

The maidservants had started to prepare the dishes, but the third master Zhao hadn't come back.

Several people sat in house and talked. It was Song Luan and the third lady Zhao who were talking most of the time. Zhao Nanyu listened silently and rarely made a sound.

After a while, the third master Zhao arrived. He first went back to the room and changed his clothes before he came out.

Zhao Nanyu took the time to go outside. Zhao Wenyan was still standing under the tree. His face was wild, some of his baby features faded a little bit, and looked more mature. He was handsome.

He knew of Zhao Wenyan's failure, and then he knew that he wanted to die and made a lot of trouble. But throughout this event, Zhao Nanyu never came out and said words of relief to his brother. It was good for the boy to suffer some setbacks. Later, he heard Song Luan's words to him, and it made Ayan rise up.