Chapter 423: 430: Cursing Out Loud

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What do you mean by “you men”? Just as there are good and bad women, men are no different. This heartless little thing, she can’t feel how I treat her. And to think she’s unleashing her anger on me over such trivial matters. Acting all high and mighty, she’s just asking to be put in her place again.

“Daughter-in-law, is that really what you think? That I’m the same as those heartless men with a string of concubines?” Although Han Yu intended to discipline his daughter-in-law, he didn’t show it outwardly. Instead, he was even more patient, waiting for this little thing to dig her own grave so he could settle their accounts together.

Perhaps because Han Yu was so good at concealing his emotions, Su Wenyue didn’t notice anything amiss. After all, Han Yu was always patient with her and enjoyed teasing her. Without the slightest bit of guard up, she became increasingly haughty, thinking it a good opportunity to properly discipline her own man. She got cockier, stepping over the line.

“Aren’t they all men? Although you’ve behaved quite well for now, didn’t you have a so-called concubine outside before? That nearly disgusted me to death. So it goes to show, all men are the same. Right now, I’m young and beautiful, and you can tolerate it. But who knows how you’ll treat me when I grow old and fade!” Su Wenyue said this as if it were the absolute truth.

The moment Han Yu heard Su Wenyue bring up the issue of Chi Feifei, he felt a headache coming on. He had resorted to that strategy out of sheer necessity. It seemed he would be haunted by it for a lifetime; each time there was a quarrel, she would bring it up. Han Yu expressed his utmost helplessness.

“So you still remember that matter. I thought I explained it clearly enough. Didn’t you say it was all in the past? Why bring it up again?! That woman was nothing more than a pawn at best. Forget those events; I never even touched her. Are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with me, hmm?”

Su Wenyue had more to say, but the bit of emotion Han Yu leaked made her sense some danger, and turning her eyes, she shut her mouth.

“Little thing, why have you stopped talking? Weren’t you full of energy just a moment ago? Keep going! I want to see just how wronged you feel. Since your husband is nothing more than a lousy man like those others with multiple wives and concubines, didn’t you prepare a whole basket of complaints? Why not continue, I’d love to hear what you have to say?” Han Yu looked at Su Wenyue with a smile that sent a chill down one’s spine.

If Su Wenyue didn’t realize that Han Yu was angry now, then she’d be a fool. The only times he used that particular term were when he was either angry or teasing her. Normally, he would simply call her “daughter-in-law.”

“Husband, are you angry?” Su Wenyue tentatively asked, feeling somewhat regretful. She had been too caught up in the moment, had spoken without restraint, and crossed the line. Indeed, he who does not court death does not die.

“What does it matter if this lousy man is angry? Since you don’t care about a lousy man like me anyway. Or why else would every word you say be aimed at piercing my heart? To think I held someone in such high regard, it seems I’ve lavished my affection in vain.”

Su Wenyue felt truly embarrassed by Han Yu’s words. She was just feeling upset, and Han Yu was so indulgent and doting that she got carried away and acted out. And now, the very man who doted on her had turned against her.

“Husband, I was just feeling uncomfortable, so I vented a little, that’s all. Aren’t you my husband? Let’s not be petty like this.” Su Wenyue said affectionately, hugging Han Yu’s arm and cooing.

“A little venting? But this reveals a lot of underlying issues that we need to discuss thoroughly. What if you get upset one day and don’t even recognize your own husband, what then?” Su Wenyue was thinking too simply. Han Yu was set on teaching his daughter-in-law a lesson, and he wouldn’t let the matter slide just like that.

“That won’t happen. With a husband as good as you, how could I fail to recognize you? Even if I were to discount everyone else, I couldn’t fail to recognize my own husband. Otherwise, where would I find another man who treats me well, willing to rush in on my behalf?” Su Wenyue knew how to sweet-talk a man. Her mouth was as sweet as honey.

“Is that truly what you believe? You’re not just saying it to make me happy? You trust me so deeply that you’re not afraid I’ll abandon you once you’ve aged? Remember, a man like me is without much character or integrity, discarding a faithful wife is not impossible.”

“How could that be? I trust your character, Husband. If even you were like that, there’d be no good men left in this world.” Su Wenyue said with a smile, and while bowing her head, she took the opportunity to roll her eyes when Han Yu wasn’t looking. Was this man ever going to stop? Nudging up old scores endlessly, she thought, can’t we just play nicely and without such trouble?

“We shouldn’t speak so absolutely on this matter; we still need to discuss it thoroughly before drawing conclusions.”

“Han Yu, that’s enough. I’ve been tolerating you for a long time. A real man should be more generous. Keep this up, and I won’t deal with you anymore.”

“Not deal with me? It seems we have yet another issue to discuss,” Han Yu said as he pulled Su Wenyue into his arms. He looked at her with a sly and heated gaze, and his hands began to mischievously wander her body.

Su Wenyue, not realising that Han Yu intended to take advantage of the situation under the guise of ‘private interest disguised as public duty,’ had really eaten all these years’ meals for naught. He was feigning anger when in reality, he harboured ulterior motives towards her. Such an approach was unacceptable, but unfortunately, she couldn’t resist him; any attempt only resulted in being dealt with more harshly.

“Ouch, be gentle, don’t touch me there, it hurts!…” Su Wenyue dodged, but it was futile against his grasps, and her cheeks flushed red with burgeoning emotion at his doings.

“Does it hurt here, or how about here? Or here? Tsk, tsk, such a soft and pleasant touch…” Han Yu teased, causing Su Wenyue to yelp with resistance.

Unable to fight back, Su Wenyue pleaded, “Husband, don’t, don’t do this, ah, please don’t touch there, mmh…”

“Old master, Madam, your servant has urgent matters to report.” Just as Han Yu was getting into it, the voice from outside interrupted him. He was quite annoyed but decided to ignore it and continued his eager endeavors.

Su Wenyue, however, heard clearly and, worried that the matter might be important, pushed Han Yu, “Husband, stop, someone is looking for us outside. They seem so urgent, it might be something important.”

Encouraged by Su Wenyue’s words, the knocking at the door grew more insistent. Han Yu had no choice but to pause.

“Damn it, these inconsiderate servants. They better have something truly urgent to report, or see if I let any of them off the hook!” Han Yu cursed.

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