Chapter-2 Shocking hearing her inner thoughts

Wen Yan had never been such a failure in her life.

In her previous life, she was known in the entertainment industry as the fox spirit, Wen Daji.

Her pair of upturned, fox-like eyes were mesmerizing and alluring, with long, thick lashes. A faint teardrop mole at the outer corner of her eye added an unintentionally seductive, unspoken charm.

It had always been men throwing themselves at her; she never needed to pursue a man actively.

But her standards were impossibly high, and in her past life, she died without ever finding a man who truly suited her fancy.

Strictly speaking, this was her first time actively trying to seduce a man.

And it was actually ineffective?

Instead, his disgust level towards her rose to 80?

A warrior can be killed but not humiliated!

She refused to believe this evil!

Wen Yan's red lips curved into a bewitching, rosy arc, her voice coquettish, "Husband, you look so hot, you're sweating on your forehead." Her fingertip followed the path of that bead of sweat, tracing from the sharp, handsome lines of his face towards his thin, sensuous lips—

The tail of her eye lifted slightly, stunningly seductive, "You're holding back quite painfully, aren't you?"

She rose on her tiptoes, her delicate face leaning slightly closer to his, her breath sweet as orchids.

Up close, she could see his features even more clearly.

His brows and eyes were dark and profound, his eyelashes long and thick, even more beautiful than a woman's. His skin was a cold white, almost poreless.

It would have been perfect if the look he directed at her wasn't so cold and devoid of warmth.

Just as her finger was about to touch his lips, his large hand forcefully gripped hers.

Her fingers were slender, fair, and soft as if boneless, as though they would shatter if he squeezed just a little harder.

Wen Yan saw a deep, dangerous undercurrent swirling in his pitch-black, crimson-tinged eyes.

[Damn, is he taking the bait?]

[Dabai, has his disgust level towards me decreased at all?]

System Dabai: [Host, it has not.]

Wen Yan was an optimistic, easy-going person. Although the disgust level hadn't decreased, at least it hadn't increased either.

"Husband, if you don't want me to help you with my body, you could also have someone bring a set of silver needles. I can help you by acupuncturing points to relieve—"

Before she could finish, her hand was forcefully flung away.

The man's eyes were stained with a crimson hue of desire, yet his expression was utterly cold, gloomy, and dangerous, a blend of threat and sensuality, "Wen Yan, in this lifetime, I will never be interested in a woman like you!"

With that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Wen Yan was furious.

She clenched her hands into fists, gnashing her teeth as she shook them at his retreating back.

[You damn man, do you think I give a damn about you? Stay stubborn and see if that thing of yours doesn't get congested, burst, and turn you into a useless eunuch!]

[Anyway, after tomorrow, your tragic fate will officially begin. Not just you, but also your five younger siblings, your comatose mother, your terminally ill grandfather—they will all die, become disabled, or get injured one after another because of your miserable death, with none spared.]

[Except for the male lead, your whole family is destined to be cannon fodder, all written off within a few years.]

Si Moyan, who was almost at the bathroom door, nearly stumbled and fell.

This woman was too vicious!

He turned his head to look at Wen Yan, his back teeth nearly grinding to dust, "Wen... Yan!"

Wen Yan's face immediately resumed a smile, responding sweetly and seductively, "Husband, if you change your mind now, it's still not too late, you know."

Si Moyan's gaze towards her was like spilled ink, carrying a bone-chilling coldness as deep as an abyss, "Do you want to die right now?"

Wen Yan frowned, "Husband, I don't want to die. I still want to be your antidote!"

[Is he sick? Why does he suddenly want to kill me again? I offered to solve his problem, and he refused. How can he blame me?]

[I must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to transmigrate into such a self-destructive, vicious creature. Looks like Si Moyan will never have a good opinion of me until he dies, and might even send me to my grave first!]

[Wah... In my past life, I had stomach cancer and couldn't eat so many things. I really want to eat spicy crab, boiled live fish, spicy crayfish, Sichuan hotpot—]

While mentally complaining, Wen Yan swallowed hard.

She didn't notice the deep, complex shift in Si Moyan's gaze as he looked at her.

They had been married for half a year. He remembered she never ate spicy food.

But now her cravings were all for spicy dishes.

Could it be that her soul had truly become someone else's?

Si Moyan didn't have time to ponder further. That unbearable, feverish restlessness in his body surged over him once more like a tide.

The rims of his eyes were so red they seemed about to drip blood. The torment of desire gave him a dangerously alluring handsomeness.

She guessed right. All the blood in his body seemed to be rushing downwards, to that place that felt agonizingly tight, about to explode.

At this moment, he wished he could slice her into a thousand pieces.

"Wen Yan, I'll believe you one more time!"

Si Moyan called someone to deliver a set of silver needles.

After getting the needles, Wen Yan had Si Moyan lie down on the sofa.

Si Moyan closed his eyes. Sweat had already soaked his neat sideburns and his white shirt.

Every muscle in his body was taut, his contours solid and sensual.

Wen Yan couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for him. Despite being in such discomfort, he could still restrain himself.

This man was truly ascetic and formidable.

It's just a pity that no matter how capable, he was merely a stepping stone for the male lead, destined to be cannon fodder!

"Husband, turn over, face down on the sofa."

Si Moyan opened his dark, cold eyes, "Don't call me husband anymore from now on."

"Then can I call you darling?"

Before Si Moyan could respond, Wen Yan coquettishly called out, "Darling."

A surge of heat shot straight to his abdomen.

Fuck!

Si Moyan couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Wen Yan, if you call me that again, do you believe I'll kill you right now?"

Wen Yan blinked her beautiful fox-like eyes, "How would you kill me?"

Her shameless expression made him clench his back teeth tightly.

[Ding, disgust level decreased by 1. Currently 79.]

Wen Yan was speechless.

She had flirted to this extent, and it only decreased by 1?

Broken system, are you glitching?

Wen Yan took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and began the acupuncture for Si Moyan.

After nearly half an hour, she finally managed to bring down the heat in his body.

Wen Yan was exhausted, her back and waist aching. After putting down the silver needles, she stretched.

Her gaze fell on the man's buttocks below his narrow waist.

She chuckled to herself.

[Such a perky, sexy butt. I really want to give it a feel.]

The man lying on the sofa suddenly flipped over. He stood up, his expression stern as he glared at her, "Wen Yan, tonight's incident was caused by you. Although you helped relieve it with acupuncture, I will not keep a troublemaker like you around!"

Wen Yan was utterly speechless.

[Dammit, Iceberg Si, you're quite the expert at burning bridges after crossing the river!]

[Don't think I'm that into you. Even though your looks and figure hit all the right spots for me, if it weren't for the system's restrictions, I'd definitely drag you to the civil affairs bureau for a divorce tomorrow!]

Despite thinking this, what came out of her mouth was, "Wah... Oppa husband, I was blind before, my judgment clouded. I promise I won't cause trouble anymore. Please let me stay!"

The man remained unmoved.

He wasn't swayed by her coquettish, charming act, so she tried another approach—playing the fragile victim, using tears to win his sympathy. "Darling, I know I stole your confidential information, betrayed you, and did many wrong things in the past. But there's one thing that makes me worth giving another chance."

Si Moyan narrowed his deep, inscrutable eyes. "What is it?"

"I'm still a virgin!"

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