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Embracing the person tightly, they stepped onto the deepest part of the carpet. The door to the room was double-leafed, twice the size of a regular supply room door, and when opened, it prominently showcased its status.
Shen Chuan didn’t need to ask; he pushed the door open and was immediately enveloped by a fragrance that was identical to Yun Zhi Yue’s scent. However, the decor inside was in cool tones. It mirrored the contradictory nature of Yun Zhi Yue—appearing simple yet peculiar, sometimes fiery and passionate, yet with a heart that felt icy and distant.
Without hesitation, Shen Chuan tossed her onto the pure gray bed. Under Yun Zhi Yue’s slightly expectant gaze, he turned her over.
Smack!
The sound echoed sharply. Yun Zhi Yue was momentarily stunned before erupting into a flurry of furious exclamations, followed by an overwhelming cry that filled the room. She never imagined that Shen Chuan would strike her so hard, landing a fierce slap on her backside.
After cursing Shen Chuan’s ancestors through generations, she curled up, hugging her head and weeping. Shen Chuan knelt on one knee on the bed, gripping Yun Zhi Yue’s neck with one hand to restrain her while raising the other high.
Hearing her cries froze him in place as he stared at his own hand, feeling utterly speechless about what he had done. What was he even doing?
Without saying a word, he left the room and went downstairs. About seven or eight minutes later, he returned with medicine and clothes in hand.
Yun Zhi Yue was still crying, her tone somewhat subtle: “Stop crying and apply the medicine yourself.”
Ignoring him, she continued to sob, her relentless wailing only served to irritate him further. He stepped forward without hesitation, tossing aside any coverings and squeezing some ointment into his palm before applying it.
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” Yun Zhi Yue exclaimed. “Shen Chuan, why don’t you just die? How dare you hit me! No one has ever laid a hand on me since I was little; who do you think you are?”
With tear-filled eyes, she glared at him while scolding him. Though angry, there was something vividly alive in her expression—her eyes held a depth that made Shen Chuan suddenly understand why he had struck her.
What he desired most at that moment was simply to see Yun Zhi Yue looking at him like this.
The imprint of his hand on her fair skin and the soft touch of her body heightened his senses to their peak. Shen Chuan nearly lost control as he pulled her into his embrace, kissing her eyes repeatedly.
Yun Zhi Yue shivered slightly. What was this feeling? It felt as if he were about to use his tongue to pry out her eyeballs.
She didn’t dare cry anymore and obediently allowed Shen Chuan to kiss her. This attitude undoubtedly pleased him greatly.
As his hand moved to apply the ointment elsewhere, Yun Zhi Yue widened her eyes and softened at the waist.
Shen Chuan was skilled at restraint but also knew how to indulge himself while satisfying her desires.
As the store closed for the night, the man showed no signs of leaving. He took a shower in her bathroom, changed into comfortable pajamas, and lay down beside her on the bed, completely disregarding any notion of being an outsider.
Yun Zhi Yue found herself in a cozy nightgown, nestled against the man's chest, glaring at him. "Aren't you being a bit shameless? We're already divorced. Don't act like you're the master of the house."
With enough energy to speak, he teased her, "Shall we continue? This time, I’ll be serious. Can you handle it?"
Feeling the weakness in her body, Yun Zhi Yue wisely fell silent. She snuggled closer to Shen Chuan, pressing her small face against his firm chest, nuzzling him before drifting off to sleep.
Unbeknownst to her, the man beside her gazed at her with a greedy intensity, his sticky gaze making the Reincarnation Stone shudder.
She slept soundly through the night—at least that’s how it seemed to Yun Zhi Yue—until a loud crash echoed in the morning, shaking Yun's Supermarket.
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