On the day of her wedding, Xiao Yu had just entered the Yong'an Marquis's residence when she received the devastating news that her father had died.
Grief-stricken, she only displeased her new husband, Yan Huiyi. He used an excuse to leave and stayed away for a whole year.
When he returned a year later, her husband was cold and unfeeling. During her lonely days, her gaze fell on Yue Ying, the bodyguard who silently watched over her.
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Candlelight flickered softly inside the bedchamber. After a tender interlude, Xiao Yu's lips were moist and flushed from kissing.
Footsteps drew closer outside. She had Yue Ying hide just as Yan Huiyi pushed open the door. His eyes fixed on her lips, his expression icy.
He slowly approached, his voice low and laced with cutting scorn. "Xiao Yu! How can you demand a divorce when you can't even observe a wife's virtue?"
Xiao Yu lifted her eyes, her expression calm. She said nothing.
To Yan Huiyi, her silence was an admission. Jealousy flared through him, and he grabbed her shoulder, bending down to force a kiss and make her yield.
"Smack!"
A sharp crack rang out.
Xiao Yu stared coldly at him. "Yan Huiyi, you are faithless and heartless, and you've treated me coldly for years. You humiliate people based on nothing but suspicion. You're always making baseless accusations."
Yan Huiyi covered his face, fury churning within him. He was consumed by suspicion, yet could find not the slightest trace of evidence.
In the shadows, Yue Ying stood motionless, his gaze dark.
