Note: Chapters 128 to 129 has mature content. Readers not of a mature age, skip chapters 128 to 129.

  Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to the bed.

  ‘You’re right,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘The dinner dishes tonight are a little strange.’


  ‘Wha……’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  Hao Yan Che kissed Yuan Gun Gun’s lips, and took off her nightshirt.

  ‘Um…… Che…… no,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘I’ll be gentle,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che lips planted butterfly kisses on Yuan Gun Gun’s face.

  ‘Che…… tickles,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Hao Yan Che sucked one of Yuan Gun Gun’s nipples, and his hand kneaded her other breast.

  ‘Um…… Che……’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Yuan Gun Gun’s hands gripped the bedspread.

  ‘Little rice ball,’ Hao Yan Che called.

  ‘Where?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Here,’ Hao Yan Che said and kissed Yuan Gun Gun’s lips.

  Yuan Gun Gun was dazzled by Hao Yan Che’s beautiful face. She licked his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  Hao Yan Che took off his nightshirt, and pulled down Yuan Gun Gun’s underpants.

  ‘Che…… it’ll hurt,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Don’t be scared,’ Hao Yan Che. ‘It won’t hurt this time.’


  Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun’s face and gently kissed her lips.

  ‘Che…… no,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘I’ll be really gentle,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun’s breasts, and her nipples hardened.

  ‘Um……’ Yuan Gun Gun moaned.

  Hao Yan Che nibbled from Yuan Gun Gun’s ear to her collar bone. The feel of her naked body underneath his body made his shaft throbbed.

  Yuan Gun Gun arched her back and rubbed her body against Hao Yan Che’s body.

  Hao Yan Che felt the wetness between Yuan Gun Gun’s legs and he entered halfway inside her.

  ‘Um…… ah,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Yuan Gun Gun wrapped her arms around Hao Yan Che’s back.

  ‘Little rice ball, wait a bit,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che thrusted all the way inside Yuan Gun Gun’s tight body.

  ‘Ah……’ Yuan Gun Gun cried out.

  ‘Don’t cry,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che gently wiped Yuan Gun Gun’s tears off her face and tenderly kissed her lips.

  ‘Hurts,’ Yuan Gun Gun said and shook her head.

  ‘Um,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘It won’t hurt soon.’


  Hao Yan Che slowly moved in and out of Yuan Gun Gun.

  ‘Um…… Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

  Yuan Gun Gun didn’t know what the tingling vibration between her legs was. She dug her fingernails into Hao Yan Che’s back.

  Hao Yan Che could smell Yuan Gun Gun’s discharge. He thrusted harder in and out of her dampness.

  A while later, Hao Yan Che lifted Yuan Gun Gun’s bottom, and ejaculated deep inside her.

  ‘Ah…… um…… Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun murmured.

  Yuan Gun Gun’s arms and legs clung onto Hao Yan Che’s sweaty body, and she orgasmed again.

  ***

  Hao Yan Che stroked Yuan Gun Gun’s sweaty hair.

  ‘Does it hurt?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Then let’s do it again,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che kissed Yuan Gun Gun’s wet eyelids.

  ‘Um…… no,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Hao Yan Che withdrew from Yuan Gun Gun’s body. He turned her onto her side, held her waist from behind and thrusted deep into her dampness.

  ‘Um…… Che…… ah……’ Yuan Gun Gun murmured.

  Hao Yan Che cupped Yuan Gun Gun’s breasts, she gripped his arms and he groaned in her ear.

  Hao Yan Che didn’t let Yuan Gun Gun sleep until early morning.

  The following afternoon, Yuan Gun Gun woke up. She couldn’t move her aching body. She opened her eyes, and saw her naked body lying on top of Hao Yan Che’s naked body.

  ‘What…… how……’ Yuan Gun Gun mumbled.

  ‘They’re called breasts,’ Hao Yan Che teased.

  Yuan Gun Gun covered her chest.

  ‘You…… I…… you…… I,’ Yuan Gun Gun mumbled.

  ‘Loved each other last night and this morning,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Yuan Gun Gun blushed, and didn’t know what to say.

  Hao Yan Che got out of bed, and walked naked to the bathroom. He was comfortable being naked in front of Yuan Gun Gun.

  Yuan Gun Gun laid in bed, and pitied herself. She felt like she was the only woman who didn’t remember what happened on her wedding night.

  After the bathtub was full of herbal water, Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to the bathroom.

  ‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. She hugged Hao Yan Che’s neck. ‘I don’t want to.’


  Yuan Gun Gun remembered how her body stung the last time she soaked her body in herbal water.

  Yuan Gun Gun laid on top of Hao Yan Che’s body in the bathtub. He stroked her back, and diverted her attention.

  ‘Where do you want to go on a honeymoon?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘What?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Honeymoon,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Paris,’ Yuan Gun Gun said carelessly.

  Hao Yan Che narrowed his eyes.

  ‘Hehe…… you can decide,’ Yuan Gun Gun said sweetly. ‘It doesn’t matter where we go as long as we’re together.’


  ‘Then we don’t need to go on a honeymoon,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘OK,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Forty-five minutes later, Hao Yan Che helped Yuan Gun Gun dressed.

  ‘Dry your hair,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Where are you going?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Downstairs,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Oh,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Yuan Gun Gun blow dried her hair, and thought about why Hao Yan Che was unhappy. Was it because she said she wanted to go to Paris?

  Half an hour later, Mrs Chen brought a tray of food to the master bedroom.

  ‘Good morning aunty Chen,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘It’s afternoon now,’ Mrs Chen teased. ‘Eat while the food is hot.’


  ‘Yes aunty Chen,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Where’s Che?’


  ‘Young master is in the study room,’ Mrs Chen said. ‘He’ll come here soon.’


  ‘Oh,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Gun Gun, you received a box of chocolates,’ Mrs Chen said.

  ‘For me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Yes,’ Mrs Chen said. ‘Eat it slowly.’


  Mrs Chen left the master bedroom to give Yuan Gun Gun privacy.

  Yuan Gun Gun opened the box of chocolates from Paris. Inside were her favorite chocolates, a new phone and a letter from Na Liu Ting Du, ‘Gun Gun, congratulations on your wedding day, I love you.’


  Yuan Gun Gun cried and hugged the phone like she was hugging her big brother.

  When Hao Yan Che walked into the master bedroom, Yuan Gun Gun was staring at the phone in her hands.

  ‘Che, this is……’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Are you done eating?’ Hao Yan Che interrupted.

  ‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Then what are you doing standing in the middle of the room?’ Hao Yan Che asked. ‘Are you waiting for me to serve you?’


  ‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  Yuan Gun Gun sat on the sofa. Hao Yan Che grabbed her phone.

  ‘My……’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Your what?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  HaO Yan Che put the phone on the table, and Yuan Gun Gun sighed in relief.

  ***

  End of Chapters 128 to 129

  ‘Why aren’t you eating?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  Yuan Gun Gun picked up a bowl and chopsticks. Then she randomly put a piece of meat in her mouth.

  Hao Yan Che sat on the sofa, and picked up a different bowl and chopsticks.

  Yuan Gun Gun ate and occasionally glanced at the phone on table.

  ‘Let’s go to Indonesia,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Huh?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  Yuan Gun Gun looked at Hao Yan Che, and thought he looked unhappy.

  ‘Are you saying you want us to go to Indonesia for our honeymoon?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘What do you think?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘Didn’t you say we’re not going on a honeymoon?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  Yuan Gun Gun didn’t want to see Hao Yan Che look coldly at her. She looked down at her bowl and ate.

  Hao Yan Che scoffed. He ate and looked at the phone. He thought it was pointless treating Yuan Gun Gun well when she didn’t appreciate his efforts.

  Yuan Gun Gun secretly glanced at Hao Yan Che and she smiled. They’ve been eating together for months. But that day was the first time they ate a meal together as husband and wife.

  ***

  Three years later.

  Many events and meetings would happen in a three year period. Hao Yan Che and Yuan Gun Gun’s life together was an exception.

  On a sunny day at the Hao Mansion, Hao Yan Che’s voice echoed throughout the mansion.

  ‘Yuan Gun Gun!’ Hao Yan Che called.

  Yuan Gun Gun was sitting in the living room and drinking tea.

  Hao Yan Que had quick reflexes, and avoided the tea that spat out of Yuan Gun Gun’s mouth.

  Yuan Gun Gun hugged Yuan Ting Liu, and feared for her life.

  ‘What’s wrong?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Xiao Che, why are you raising your voice at Gun Gun?’ Qiu Li Luo asked. ‘You’re scaring her.’


  Hao Yan Che slammed the box of pills on the coffee table.

  ‘You dare drink this?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  Hao Yan Che and Yuan Gun Gun’s looked at the box of pills on the coffee table and frowned.

  ‘I…… I……’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  After being married for three years, Yuan Gun Gun understood her husband had two moods. One was icy indifference and the other was hot anger. In that moment Hao Yan Che was angry.

  ‘Come here,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Daddy……’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

  Yuan Ting Liu didn’t save his little girl. He agreed with his son-in-law on that occasion.

  ‘Mummy……’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

  ‘Gun Gun……’ Feng Du Du called.

  Feng Du Du looked at everyone’s face of disapproval. She felt powerless to help Yuan Gun Gun.

  Hao Yan Che pulled Yuan Gun Gun off the sofa.

  ‘No one can help you,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Mummy……’ Yuan Gun Gun called Qiu Li Luo.

  Qiu Li Luo coughed and winked at Yuan Gun Gun to help her.

  ‘Gun Gun, did someone tell you to take these pills?’ Qiu Li Luo asked.

  ‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘But……’


  ‘You’re dead,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che slung Yuan Gun Gun over his shoulder and took her to their bedroom.

  ‘I don’t want to,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Mummy…… daddy…… mummy…… daddy……’


  ‘Gun Gun……’ Feng Du Du and Qiu Li Luo called.

  Feng Du Du and Qiu Li Luo stood to help Yuan Gun Gun. But their husbands pulled them onto their laps.

  ‘What are you doing?’ Qiu Li Luo asked. ‘Look how angry Xiao Che is. What if he hurts Gun Gun?’


  ‘Do you think you can stop Xiao Che?’ Hao Yan Que asked.

  ‘I can’t but you can,’ Qiu Li Luo said.

  ‘I’m not going to stop Xiao Che,’ Hao Yan Que said.

  Hao Yan Que picked up the box of pills and fumed.

  ‘Why are you taking our son’s side?’ Qiu Li Luo asked. ‘You should be on the side of justice.’


  ‘Our son’s father-in-law hasn’t given his opinion yet, why are you in a rush?’ Hao Yan Que asked.

  ‘Gun Gun’s needs a memorable punishment so she doesn’t make the same mistake again,’ Yuan Ting Liu said.

  Qiu Li Luo couldn’t believe the two men who were supposed to love Yuan Gun Gun would sit back, and not help Yuan Gun Gun.

  ‘Ting Liu……’ Feng Du Du called.

  ‘If you dare drink this, you’ll share the same fate as our daughter,’ Yuan Ting Liu warned.

  Feng Du Du and Qiu Li Luo exchanged a helpless look with each other. Then they looked upstairs and sighed together.

  ***