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Yes, your original surname was Long….”Du Di explained the background of the conflicts and enmity between the Long, Du, and Bai families to Warmth, as well as events from over two decades ago. At that...Proxy Ex-Wife of the CEO - Completed Chapter 290

Chen Xueru thought to herself that, in the end, he wanted to see Zhao Yuning. That woman was his precious treasure; it must have been very uncomfortable for him not to be able to meet or interact with her. Should she be magnanimous and say with a smile, "Alright then, go ahead if you want. Go indulge yourself in your golden house. I don't mind."

"Do as you please," Chen Xueru said coolly. "Tang Shuwen, I really think you're very strange. You clearly love Zhao Yuning and can’t let her go. When she has a minor illness, it feels like your heart is being cut with a knife. If that's the case, then why did you marry us Wouldn't it be better for all of us to live separately in America You're really conflicted."

Tang Shuwen narrowed his eyes coldly. "Men from our Tang family would never let their children grow up outside and have people look down on them."

Chen Xueru was taken aback; she knew it had something to do with the child, but she hadn’t expected that Tang Shuwen could be a father who loved his children. It didn't seem like him at all. If he wasn't for someone he loved deeply, Chen Xueru believed that even if the child ended up in the Huai River, he wouldn’t have cared. So she assumed that perhaps this was his firstborn son and thus more precious to him.

"You've got so many women; what if one of them also had a child How many would you want to marry"

“Shut up,” Tang Shuwen said coldly. “Do you think anyone else has my child except you If it weren’t for the drugs someone slipped me that night, you would have run off in the middle of the night. Do you really think you could have had a child” They played hard but always kept their limits; things that shouldn't happen never did. How was it possible to have children otherwise Otherwise, he’d be raising several football teams worth of his own kids.

Chen Xueru saw how he responded and didn’t speak up again.

Deep in her heart, she secretly rejoiced that she had run away that night and thus was able to have Xiao Nian.

"Young Master, Young Madam, we’re home," the driver’s voice sounded at the right moment, reminding them they were back.

When Tang Shuwen and Chen Xueru returned, Xiao Nian was still energetic, and all of their family members were in the living room and hadn't gone to rest yet. When they saw Chen Xueru return, Wen Lan asked about what happened tonight with great concern.

Chen Xueru casually brushed it off, treating it as nothing serious.

Tang Shuwên also had someone封鎖訊息, and the entertainment section tomorrow would have some rumors but reporters certainly wouldn't write nonsense unless they weren't afraid of retaliation from the Tang family. Besides, tomorrow was her wedding day; the media wouldn't be so tactless.

Nianyin played with Chen Xueru for a while before Wēn Lán took him away to rest. Chen Xueru also returned to her room and after washing up it was already close to midnight. The old year was about to end, bidding farewell to the past and welcoming the new; fireworks were going off outside.

Not far away, church bells tolled, signaling that the old year had passed.

The new year had arrived.

Her life would start a new phase from today. Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, she herself couldn't be sure.

It's really hard to say.

Tang Shuwên got into bed, bringing in a chill which made Chen Xueru think that she had indeed warmed the blankets for him—when she was cozy and warm, a cold breeze would sneak in. She found it repulsive to have any physical contact with him; there was no way around it since she now had psychological trauma.

Tang Shuwên knew this too; usually they slept together very properly but today was different. Tang Shuwên kept inching closer, and the more she tried to avoid him, the closer he got.

She was being pushed into a corner by him.

"Tang Shuwên, what are you doing"

"Go to sleep."

Chen Xueru was annoyed, "Why are you squeezing me while sleeping"

"Who is squeezing you It's not wrong for us to bump into each other on one bed. Besides, you're my wife," Tang Shuwén raised his voice by a few decibels and heavily emphasized the word 'wife.'

Chen Xueru gritted her teeth, at a loss for words.

Wife.

Tang Shuwén's wife.

Yes, how could she have forgotten that she was his wife

Seeing Chen Xueru quiet down, Tang Shuwén felt bored and insisted on talking to her. Chen Xueru was too lazy to deal with him at midnight when he seemed crazy.

"We're getting married today, are you nervous" Tang Shuwén asked as his hands inappropriately reached for Chen Xueru's waist; she stiffened coldly and said, "Not nervous."

Tang Shuwén sighed. Suddenly he hugged her and made her rest her head on him to sleep. Chen Xueru pushed Tang Shuwén’s shoulders away, unwilling to be so intimate with him.

"Let go."

"On what grounds If I hold my own wife, what are you drinking for Besides, I want to do what AI does." Tang Shuwen spoke frankly; she angrily looked up at him. In the dim gray light, his gaze was profound and brazen. His hand on her waist clearly expressed his desire for her.

Chen Xueru felt as if he had sucked out her soul with that focused gaze and couldn't tell what he wanted from looking into his eyes. Tang Shuwen stroked her face tenderly, but even he didn't know why he suddenly thought of doing this.

Their lust escalated in waves, heating up the air around them. Chen Xueru nervously avoided his gaze; Tang Shuwen held her chin and wouldn't let her look away. His lips fell on hers.

She was as stiff as a rock, reacting with nothing but fear. The memory of that night flooded back, and Chen Xueru quickly pushed him away from her chest.

Tang Shuwen grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the side; his tall frame pressed against hers. He lowered his head and kissed her gently and tenderly, like a spring breeze, with just a hint of desire but careful not to scare her off.

No matter how gentle he was, Chen Xueru remained as stiff as stone.

"Tang Shuwen…" she couldn't help but call out his name, wanting him to stop. Tang Shuwen knew all too well that she was scared, yet because of this, he felt he had no choice but to continue—after all, the wife is his and there's no reason why he shouldn’t hold her.

If she continued to resist like this, would he always have to remain celibate

Forehead touching forehead, warm kisses spread from her lips down to her earlobe. Tang Shuwen sucked on her earlobe gently, causing a current of electricity to run through Chen Xueru's scalp and make it tingle.

Tang Shuwen undid her pajama top; his hand slipped inside.

"You're not wearing any underwear," Tang Shuwen teased as his hot breath fanned against the back of her ear, making her feel like she was burning up. Her breasts were swollen and sore from being massaged by him, though she clearly resisted, her body softened little by little under his passionate techniques.re five or six years old, they had still been rather unkempt.The Eleven felt that they should reflect on their parenting. Children of the same age with similar genes could be so different—one being po...