Chapter 42
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Yuan Xuan could not help but smile when he thought of the past.
His brows furrowed tenderly as he lowered his head and reached out to stroke the woman's fringe.
During the day, Mu Chenyan was a light sleeper. She opened her eyes when she heard the sound and met Yuan Xuan's dark gaze. The man who could not avoid her lowered his head and kissed her lips …
"Do you like any gown?"
Yuan Xuan pressed his forehead against hers and asked softly when the two of them released each other while panting.
"I chose a champagne-colored gown."
Mu Chenyan turned her head and picked up her phone from the table. There was a photo that Yuan Tian had taken of her.
Yuan Xuan looked at the beautiful woman in the photo and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You look good no matter what you wear. I'm afraid that you'll become the target of envy and emulation from the other aristocratic families."
Yuan Xuan did not hesitate to praise her. This was rare in the past.
Yuan Xuan had never seen her beauty in the past.
All this while, Mu Chenyan felt that the only beauty in Yuan Xuan's eyes was Shu Qinger …
Even on the eve of her marriage, the two of them had never interacted as intimately as they did today.
Mu Chenyan was stunned. When she recalled her speculations in the hospital today, she felt especially uneasy.
Now that she thought about it, she did not even know why Yuan Xuan had proposed to the Mu Family three years ago.
At that time, she was so happy that she felt dizzy and even thought that her sincerity could split open metal and stone …
Yuan Xuan was meticulous, arrogant, and two-faced. He had always done things methodically.
To be able to stand out in Luo Hai, where there were many aristocratic families and powerhouses, it was not enough to rely on the meritorious deeds of their ancestors and the wealth that their fathers had accumulated.
Yuan Xuan must have had a purpose when he made his move. The aristocratic families that had competed with the Yuan Family in the early years also had a deep foundation, but they were still trampled by the Yuan Family. This showed Yuan Xuan's extraordinary methods.
The Mu Family was considered prominent in Luo Hai at that time. Because of the deep relationship between their fathers, the marriage between the Yuan Family and the Mu Family had always been accepted by the public.
It was just that the way things developed afterwards was really beyond everyone's expectations.
The Yuan Family became the executors of the final step to trample the Mu Family to death.
That marriage seemed to have become a joke now.
Now, Mu Chenyan had nothing and Yuan Xuan was so gentle. Mu Chenyan could not understand Yuan Xuan anymore.
There must be a reason for all these changes that he couldn't foresee!
The only person who could explain it to him was Yuan Xuan!
"Yuan Xuan, can you tell me why you're treating me so well right now …"
"Because you are my wife!"
Yuan Xuan interrupted Mu Chenyan and pulled her from the chair into his arms. "Are you satisfied with this explanation, Mrs Yuan?"
"Then, why did you make me Mrs Yuan?" Mu Chenyan could not help but continue to ask.
"Didn't you spend more than ten years begging for it?"
The handsome man smiled wickedly!
Mu Chenyan was rendered speechless.
It was a fact that she had chased after him for over ten years!
Yuan Xuan's appearance itself was lethal. Mu Chenyan was soon unable to resist such a close relationship.
She wanted to break free from his restraint, but after struggling a few times, she failed. She could only say in a low voice, "If I go back on my word now …"
"You want a divorce? Stop dreaming!! "
Yuan Xuan almost immediately interrupted her by saying those two words!
He reached out and pinched her sharp chin, his rough fingerprints caressing her pink lips.
"Remember, if you mention this again, I'll make it so that you can't get out of bed!"
His warm breath gushed out, causing Mu Chenyan's ears to twitch …
Mu Chenyan looked up and saw that his dark figure seemed even more upright in the late autumn evening. His innate aura of a king was overbearing and uncontrollable. It was as if the moment she said those two words, what awaited her was a forceful plunder.
Mu Chenyan's body stiffened. Her pitiful self-esteem and courage fell to the ground with a thud under his dark, lustful gaze …
"I … I'm just … asking …"
This was the first time the woman had shed her loneliness and indifference since she returned. She timidly said in a low voice.
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