“Hiss…”

Yang Xun’s face changed color. He held her hand down. “Be gentle! If it can get hard, that means you didn’t break it last time. Try pinching it again and you’ll have plenty to regret!”

Wan Wei turned her head away. “Hmph. What do I have to regret?”

She pinched him again.

Yang Xun: “Fuck!”

Saying that, he reached under her short skirt. Wan Wei panicked, clamping her legs together and cursing angrily, “You psycho! What are you doing!”

Yang Xun clicked his tongue and laughed. “Didn’t I just say?”

Wan Wei’s face flushed red. “Get lost! Who wants to do it with you!”

“Why haven’t you fixed this bad temper yet?” Yang Xun used his knee to pry her legs apart, forcing a gap to slip his hand in. “It’s fine if you don’t change. I just happen to like this spicy side of yours.” Feeling the wetness, he laughed. “Tsk. Don’t you want it too?”

It had been too long since anyone had touched her. Wan Wei moaned sensitively but kept pushing him away, turning her embarrassment into anger. “We haven’t talked things through clearly yet. Don’t touch me!”

Yang Xun didn’t stop. He began kissing her ear, his voice turning raspy. “Talk? What else is there?”

Wan Wei: “…”

Why did she have to speak first!

“I’ve already gone soft [submitted]. Is that not enough?”

“Soft my ass!”

“I can go soft anywhere else, but not here. If I can’t get hard here, am I still a fucking man? Right, Princess Weiwei?”

“…Who is your Little Princess! Old rogue!”

“…”

The two were practically fighting. Wan Wei could guard the top but not the bottom. Before long, her shirt was pulled open. The old rogue skillfully reached around to unhook her bra, then reached back to cup the softness in front. Wan Wei kicked her legs and lowered her head to bite him.

Both were panting heavily, the atmosphere growing heavier. Yang Xun said, “Weiwei, we’re already at this point. Cooperate a little?”

Wan Wei screamed in a high pitched voice, “Who the fuck wants to cooperate with an old rogue like you!”

Yang Xun bit her chest lightly. “Look at you, you don’t even know how to call me ‘Hubby’ anymore. We’re going to get the marriage license tomorrow.”

Wan Wei gritted her teeth. “…I won’t!”

She really was too disobedient. Yang Xun hooked her legs, lifted her up, pressed against the entrance, and thrust in. Wan Wei screamed, and the next second, her entire body went limp. It had been too long since they had done it; the sensation was so intense she felt like she had been sent to the clouds in an instant.

The old rogue had succeeded after all.

She lay on his shoulder, whimpering and still shouting, “I… won’t… go…”

Yang Xun panted heavily. “Fine. Then let’s have a baby first.”

Wan Wei screamed, “I won’t! If you dare finish inside, I’ll crush your…!”

Yang Xun: “…”

…

Wan Wei’s phone, which had fallen on the floor, suddenly rang. Yang Xun glanced at it.

Gao Yan. Heh, what a nuisance!

He kicked it far away.

Wan Wei: “…”

The phone was still ringing. Yang Xun gritted his teeth and fished his own phone out of his pocket. He had to distract himself to look at the phone while moving. Wan Wei whimpered, “What… are you doing…”

The next instant, she heard her own phone ring again. She looked down at his screen: Calling Princess Weiwei…

“…Are you sick!”

“There. Now no one else can call in. Focus.”

“Pervert!”

“You can call me whatever you want right now! Come on, work with me.”

“…”

Yang Xun tossed the phone aside, carried her into the storage room next door, and placed her on the table.

This height was good; it fit his height perfectly.

Wan Wei’s phone was constantly busy. Gao Yan couldn’t get through and frowned, asking Yang Xiaole, “Should you go check on Weiwei? She’s been gone so long. nothing happened, right?”

Yang Xiaole couldn’t get through either. She called Yang Xun, but his line was also busy.

She said, “I’ll go out and take a look.”

She searched around but didn’t see anyone.

Did those two elope?

What were they doing?

Returning to the private room, she had to tell Gao Yan, “She might have taken a work call. Just wait a bit.”

…

When it was over, Wan Wei was completely paralyzed, leaning against the mirror and glaring at him.

Yang Xun cleaned up while laughing. “Stop staring. Your eyeballs are about to pop out.”

He reached around to button her shirt. Wan Wei slapped his hand away. “Get lost. I’ll do it myself.”

Yang Xun spread his hands and leaned aside to watch her.

Wan Wei rested for a while, slid off the cabinet, pushed him away forcefully, and walked out quickly. She picked up her phone from the floor, canceled the ongoing call, glared at him, and turned to leave.

Yang Xun grabbed her from behind. “I’ll drive you back in a bit.”

Wan Wei: “No need!”

“You didn’t drive, right? Yang Xiaole didn’t drive either. Calling a taxi isn’t convenient.”

“I don’t need you to worry about it!”

“Well, I am worrying about it.”

“…Whatever!”

Wan Wei stormed out. Standing at the door of the private room, she took a deep breath. Just as she was about to push the door open, Yang Xiaole opened it from the inside. Seeing her, she quickly grabbed her. “Grandma [Ancestor], why were you gone so long? We couldn’t get through to your phone. Everyone is looking for you!”

Wan Wei patted her face and opened her mouth. “Didn’t go anywhere.”

Yang Xiaole paused. “Why is your voice hoarse?”

Wan Wei said grumpily, “Had a fight with an old rogue.”

Only then did Yang Xiaole examine her closely, smiling mischievously. “Oh… no wonder your face is a bit red and your eyes look full of spring!”

Wan Wei looked at her sharply. “Did you tell Yang Xun we were here?”

Yang Xiaole smiled and didn’t speak.

Wan Wei: “…”

Careless in making friends!

Gao Yan suddenly appeared behind them. Wan Wei quickly pushed Yang Xiaole inside. As they stepped into the dim private room, Gao Yan didn’t have time to see her expression clearly. He smiled and asked, “Did something happen?”

Wan Wei shook her head. “Nothing. Took a work call.”

Gao Yan: “I thought you left early.”

He thought his classmates’ jokes had gone too far and upset her.

Wan Wei smiled. “How could I? It’s rare for everyone to gather together.”

Yang Xiaole also smiled and pulled her inside. “Exactly. It’s only past nine. There’s no reason to leave so soon. Let’s go sing.”

“Hey, Junior Sister Weiwei is back? We thought you left!”

“No, I wouldn’t leave this early.” Wan Wei forced a smile, cursing Yang Xun in her heart.

Gao Yan stared at her for a while, feeling that something was different.

By the faint light, he suddenly spotted a hickey on her fair neck. He froze for a few seconds.

…

In another private room, quite a few people had arrived as well. “Brother Yang, what’s the happy occasion today? Treating us to spend money in a place like this!”

A young man asked, “Why did we have to come after 9:30?”

A girl replied, “Because the night life has just begun!”

Soon, the originally empty room became lively.

Yang Xun played with them for a while, then incited a girl from publicity to call Wan Wei. The girl had a good relationship with Wan Wei, so she called. “Sister Wei, Brother Yang invited us over to play. I heard you are here too. Do you want to come over? Everyone is here.”

Wan Wei gritted her teeth. Why hadn’t she realized Yang Xun was so manipulative before?

“I’ll come over to take a look later. You guys have fun first.”

“Okay!”

The girl, having completed her mission, grinned at Yang Xun. “Alright, Brother Yang, don’t tell me you made up with Sister Wei?”

Yang Xun and Wan Wei had always been at odds in the company. Subordinates often heard them arguing. Brother Yang had a fiery temper, and Sister Wei was relentless. In short, their auras were naturally incompatible. Newcomers didn’t know this and trembled whenever they saw the two together. Later, they found out these two used to be husband and wife!

Around 12:00 AM, Wan Wei and Yang Xiaole came over. Yang Xun walked toward them. “Ready to go back?”

Wan Wei didn’t even look at him, walking straight past him to greet her colleagues.

Yang Xiaole smiled. “About time. There are still some men drinking over there; they might go until one or two in the morning. I just said I have a business trip tomorrow and need to go back early. Weiwei said she’d leave with me. Gao Yan wanted to drive us, but Weiwei refused, saying there were colleagues here.”

Yang Xun: “Thanks for today. I’ll treat you another day; pick the place.”

Yang Xiaole: “Sure. I won’t be polite.”

Wan Wei sang a few songs with Yang Xiaole in this room, then prepared to leave.

“Sister Wei, going back so early?”

“Mm. Don’t stay too late either. If you have no energy for work tomorrow, I won’t show mercy.” Wan Wei smiled. “Bye.”

Yang Xun also stood up slowly and instructed a young man next to him. “Take my card to pay the bill later. I’m leaving first.”

The young man: “Brother Yang is leaving too?”

Yang Xun pointed at Wan Wei. “Mm. Taking her back.”

Wan Wei dragged Yang Xiaole in front, and Yang Xun followed behind.

As soon as they left, the room buzzed with discussion. “Did Sister Wei and Brother Yang reconcile?”

“Ideally! That way the company will be harmonious!”

…

Yang Xun hadn’t drunk alcohol. He dropped Yang Xiaole off at her community gate on the way, then drove Wan Wei back.

He said he was dropping her off, but he had no intention of going back to his own place.

Wan Wei looked at the man following her. “Why are you following me? Did I let you come up?”

Yang Xun put his hands in his pockets. “I’m walking you upstairs.”

Wan Wei didn’t believe his ghost stories.

Upstairs, Wan Wei said, “You can go now.”

Yang Xun: “Didn’t we not finish talking? Let’s continue. I’ll leave once we talk clearly.”

Heh, so many tricks!

Wan Wei’s heart softened somewhat. She turned to unlock the door. Yang Xun followed her in, grabbing slippers as if he owned the place.

Wan Wei sat on the sofa and looked at him. “Speak.”

Yang Xun felt saying it like this lacked atmosphere. He turned off the main living room light, leaving only a floor lamp. He walked over, sat beside her, and rubbed her short hair. “Let’s remarry. Look, in these three years, neither of us found anyone more suitable.”

Wan Wei: “Who said I couldn’t find anyone?”

Yang Xun felt Wan Wei was just being difficult. He smiled. “Who? Gao Yan? Are you sure that returnee suits you?”

“Maybe!”

Yang Xun was annoyed, but his tone remained good. “Princess Weiwei, can’t you be a bit more honest?”

Wan Wei: “…”

She couldn’t stand him calling her Little Princess the most.

Yang Xun took the opportunity to hug her, nuzzling her ear. “Weiwei, I can’t leave you.”

Wan Wei froze and turned to look at him.

Yang Xun smiled gently. “I mean it. I can’t leave you.”

Wan Wei was the type who could be persuaded by soft tactics but not hard ones. Once he went soft, she went soft too. She whispered, “But didn’t you dislike me being high maintenance? And said I was too much trouble.”

Yang Xun: “You can call me cheap if you want. Anyway, I can’t leave you. You can be as high maintenance as you want. I’m happy to deal with it.”

“Then didn’t you say you weren’t willing to spoil me anymore?”

“When was I unwilling?”

“When you divorced me!”

Yang Xun: “…Princess, you were the one who proposed the divorce, if I recall correctly.”

Wan Wei was so angry she almost jumped up. “So if I say divorce, you just agree?!”

See? The moment she mentioned it, he agreed.

She had assumed he must have wanted a divorce for a long time and was just too embarrassed to say it, waiting for her to bring it up.

Yang Xun: “…”

Sometimes he really didn’t understand a woman’s brain circuits.

“I was just pissed off by you.”

“Even if you’re pissed off, you don’t say divorce!”

“…” Yang Xun raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay, okay. Only you can propose it. I won’t.”

Wan Wei: “Then tell me, is it that you can’t leave me more, or that I can’t leave you more?”

After all this, she was still hung up on this point. If Yang Xiaole hadn’t tipped him off, he probably would have been struggling for a while. Wan Wei, this woman, was truly high maintenance. But he just couldn’t leave her. There was no helping it. After the divorce, he realized that watching her act up and cause trouble was actually a kind of happiness.

There was a type of woman who was like Iron Man outside, but when she returned home, she was only willing to reveal her little woman side to one person.

Wan Wei was that kind of woman, and he was the one who made her that way.

Since he couldn’t give her up, he had to keep spoiling her.

Yang Xun patted her head. “I can’t leave you more.”

Wan Wei was finally reassured and huffed.

Yang Xun hugged her and nuzzled her for a while. The nuzzling turned into something more, and the gun went off. Wan Wei panted lightly. “…Didn’t we just do it?”

Yang Xun laughed. “Can’t we do it again?”

So, they fought another round.

They fought again in the shower.

When they got back to bed, Wan Wei was completely paralyzed. “Again? Are you tired or not?! Like you haven’t seen a woman in centuries…”

She begged for mercy. “I know you’re amazing, I beg you! Save it for next time, okay?”

Yang Xun pulled her close and laughed low. “Of course I’m amazing. It’s been three years. Seeing a sow would make me want to mount it.”

Wan Wei: “…Who are you calling a pig?”

NOTES

Ancestor/Grandma (姑奶奶): A slang term used to address a difficult woman, demanding, or high status, implying she needs to be served or feared.

Eyes full of spring (眉目含春): An idiom describing someone who looks amorous, aroused, or glowing from romance/sex.