The Beautiful Bottom Gives Up After Being Forced into Marriage

Yan Yuan had won every Best Actor trophy and thought he could finally take a break. Instead, he transmigrated into a dogblood novel about a domineering, possessive romance.

The original owner had just been sent home by the gloomy, obsessive gong. Yan Yuan arrived right then.

Yan Yuan: "...Whatever. I'll just lie flat."

He lives in a mansion, wears custom designer clothes, and spends his days eating and having fun. It's exactly the kind of retirement he's always dreamed of.

As for his husband...

Qin Ziyu tells him not to go out. Yan Yuan says, "Sure, I'll order delivery straight to the window."

Qin Ziyu wants to see him cry. Yan Yuan says, "I can cry in lots of ways. Which one do you want?"

Qin Ziyu advances on him step by step. Yan Yuan says, "Wow, you're even more handsome up close."

One day, the original owner's family finds a chance to take him away.

Yan Yuan: "The conditions here are pretty good too. I'll just keep lying flat."

But his belly gradually grows, and he can no longer lie flat.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Nobody said this was a pregnancy story!

Qin Ziyu rebuilt the family business, then forced the young master who had once looked down on him and unilaterally broken off their engagement to marry him.

After they registered their marriage, he ignored the other's tears, brought him home, and went straight to work.

That evening, Qin Ziyu went home, hoping to see Yan Yuan's pale, delicate face red from crying.

The moment he walked in, the spicy smell hit him.

Yan Yuan was indeed teary-eyed, but it was the hot pot that had made him cry. "It's so spicy!"

Qin Ziyu: "..."

Qin Ziyu's expression darkened as he grabbed Yan Yuan and pulled him close.

Yan Yuan sniffled, his soft voice sounding rather aggrieved. "You..."

Qin Ziyu: "Are you scared?"

Yan Yuan panted. "Do you like garlic?"

Qin Ziyu: "..."

Qin Ziyu ordered Yan Yuan, "Call your family and beg them to save you."

Yan Yuan sobbed dramatically. "Sob! He won't let me eat hot pot, and he won't let the cook use garlic. How am I supposed to live?!"

Qin Ziyu: "..."

Qin Ziyu carried him back to the bedroom, hoping to see Yan Yuan struggle.

Instead, Yan Yuan was perfectly cooperative. "Let's make it quick. If I go to bed late, I'll get dark circles."

Qin Ziyu: "..."

*

Before Qin Ziyu could figure out how to make Yan Yuan afraid of him, he discovered that Yan Yuan had run away.

No one asked him to carry them, no one asked him to feed them, and no one could win his heart with a single playful smile.

It took him four months to find Yan Yuan's new home.

On the way there, he came up with a thousand ways to "punish" his wife, swearing that this time he would be fierce no matter what.

But...

Qin Ziyu froze when he saw his wife's slightly rounded belly.

Yan Yuan yawned. "Carry me away. It's all the same wherever I live."

But Qin Ziyu no longer dared move.

He knelt before the sofa and gently laid a blanket over him. The moment he touched his wife, he felt his anxious heart finally settle back into place.

He really couldn't be fierce with him.

From now on, he'd just let his wife be the fierce one.

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