lcionline Chapter 150 If you're satisfied, I'll agree.
Chapter 150 If you're satisfied, I'll agree.
Chapter 150 If you're satisfied, I'll agree.
What is he saying?
Yue Yirou stared blankly at the familiar man in front of her.
She only begged him in such a humble manner because she didn't want to have a big fight with him, how could he say such a thing to her?
What kind of woman did he take her for?
Yue Yirou remained silent. Yan Ye thought he had hit the nail on the head again, and felt a pang of pain in his heart. He curled his lips bitterly and sneered, "You can try, Yue Yirou. I've been serving you for so long, and you've never taken the initiative to serve me even once. Start helping me take off my clothes. If you're satisfied, I'll agree to your request."
"..." Yue Yirou slowly released her grip on Yan Ye's arms, looking at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes, and suddenly felt that he was a complete stranger.
How could he insult her like that?
She is his wife, the woman he vowed to love for a lifetime.
Yue Xintong had insulted her with even harsher language, but none of it had caused her the heartache and distress she felt from his few words.
Why is this happening?
Why does she feel so much pain?
Is it because, without realizing it, she really started to regard him as her husband and her family?
The words of family members are the most heartwarming, but also the most hurtful.
She was wrong. She was wrong from the moment she reached out her hand to him at the engagement ceremony.
She thought that if she married him, even if she couldn't have the same sweet happiness as others, she could still enjoy the warmth of being cherished.
She was wrong. How could there be a man in this world who could tolerate his wife having someone else in her heart?
She shouldn't take herself too seriously at Starry Night Pavilion.
Tears finally streamed down her face uncontrollably. Yue Yirou took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe away the tears, and silently turned away.
Instead of helping him take off his clothes, she turned around, walked to the side, and silently wiped away her tears with her back to him.
Yan Ye's heart instantly ached as if it had been pierced by a needle.
He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to pull her into his arms, but his hand stopped halfway through.
He wasn't wrong. She clearly acquiesced just now and even hugged him. If he hadn't said anything, she probably would have already jumped into his arms to kiss and flirt with him for Lu Tingyun's dog.
We shouldn't spoil her too much. If she wants to cry, let her cry for a while, and then come back and comfort her properly later.
Yan Ye withdrew his hand, took a step, and continued walking towards the door.
Yue Yirou didn't rush up to stop him again. But when he reached the door and was about to open it, she couldn't help but speak up again to persuade him, though her tone was slightly cold.
"Yan Ye, A Biao only helped me and Lu Tingyun because he couldn't stand how you forcibly took things from me back then. It doesn't count as betraying you. He's a kind and good person. Please don't be so cruel to him."
what did she say?
Ah Biao only helped her and Lu Tingyun because he couldn't stand his forceful taking of her.
Yan Ye stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around and stared at the slender figure with her back to him, still wiping away tears.
Her eyes held panic, self-blame, and heartache.
He was so blinded by jealousy that he momentarily forgot that she didn't know Lu Tingyun was just using her to get back at him.
She had no idea that Abiao was Lu Tingyun's dog.
She knew nothing; she was begging him not for Lu Tingyun's sake.
Then she hugged him...
Not hearing the door open, Yue Yirou wiped away her tears and continued, "Yan Ye, I never intended to please you for anyone. I hugged you just now because I wanted to persuade you to go back to your room and talk. I was worried that I would lose my temper and make a scene, and I didn't want people to laugh at me."
Although Yue Yirou's tone sounded soft and gentle, it was tinged with indifference.
After hearing Yue Yirou's words, Yan Ye almost hated himself.
The panic in his eyes grew stronger.
The next moment, Yan Ye raised his hand and slapped himself hard several times.
Thinking about what he had just said to her, he felt like banging his head against a wall.
What did he say?
He's such a bastard!
Yan Ye raised his hand and slapped himself hard again.
Upon hearing the sound of the slap, Yue Yirou couldn't help but turn her head to look, but after only a glance, she looked away, her tear-streaked face expressionless.
It's best for her not to pay too much attention to Yan Ye.
No man can tolerate his wife having another man in her heart.
Yan Ye will get tired of her sooner or later and divorce her.
She should just treat herself as his plaything.
After slapping himself several times, Yan Ye rushed to Yue Yirou, his voice filled with panic and self-reproach: "Yirou, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things. I take them back, I take them all back."
Yue Yirou turned her face away, refusing to look at Yan Ye.
She ignored him.
Yan Ye felt a sharp pain in his heart and immediately panicked like a child.
A few seconds later, he pulled Yue Yirou into his arms and held her tightly.
He said excitedly, "Yi Rou, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me? Don't ignore me."
Yan Ye was so panicked he was almost in tears.
He held Yue Yirou tightly with both arms, tightening his grip as if he were afraid of losing her.
Yue Yirou didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but he hugged her tighter and tighter, so tight that she could hardly breathe.
"Yan Ye, let me go!" She began to struggle.
"No, I won't let go unless you forgive me." Yan Ye said, pulling his arms closer. He didn't want to let her go; he would never let her go.
He truly regretted saying those words to her. He said them so casually when he did, but now he realizes how hurtful they were.
No wonder she cried so hard.
Thinking of the scene of Yue Yirou turning her back to him, her shoulders trembling slightly as she silently wiped away her tears, Yan Ye felt extremely heartbroken.
He said such awful things to her, she won't forgive him, right?
She's ignoring him now, isn't she?
Just over two hours ago, she responded to his kiss. They had finally gotten to this point, and now, he had destroyed it all with his own hands.
She would never respond to his kisses again, and she would never make him herbal tea again...
Tears gradually blurred Yan Ye's vision.
He hated himself...
Yan Ye's arms tightened, and Yue Yirou was already experiencing oxygen deprivation. Her face turned bright red, and she had difficulty breathing.
"Yan Ye... I... I can't breathe."
She really didn't understand why he was holding her so tightly. If he wanted to apologize, he should apologize properly. Was holding her so tightly an apology?
Yan Ye only realized he was holding Yue Yirou too tightly when he heard her voice. He quickly let go of her, but his two big hands were still tightly holding her arms.
She could finally breathe properly, but her arm was aching from his grip. Yue Yirou frowned and raised her hand in annoyance, trying to shake him off.
Seeing her like this, Yan Ye felt even more heartbroken.
She disliked him again, just like before.
After a few seconds of heartbreak with tears in her eyes, something suddenly came to mind. She immediately looked up and said ingratiatingly, "I'll release Abiao. Yirou, didn't you want me to release Abiao? I'll release him. I'll order his release right now."