Zhu Tianfan was still immersed in his own beautiful fantasies, completely unaware that Leng Bingning was already standing in front of him, staring coldly. Instead, he slowly turned his head, looking at her with those clear, foolish eyes.
He jolted in surprise, “Ah! W-wife, I… I’ll go hang it up right away!”
[Her long legs are so fair and smooth… tsk tsk… what did I just see? A full set of purple private clothing? I didn’t expect her to look this seductive dressed in a purple series!]
[Sigh… what a waste. Such a full, soft, fair body ended up with five thugs… wait, why should I care? She won’t let me touch her anyway. Serves her right for getting tossed around all night!]
Leng Bingning was both furious and embarrassed.
What a ridiculous man. What a ridiculous husband. He was actually sneaking glances at her private things!
Don’t get angry. Not worth getting angry.
She tried to comfort herself. Men were naturally lustful. The fact that he dared to sneak a look at her meant she still had charm.
She took a deep breath… then another… forcing her anger down through slow breathing.
Meanwhile, after finishing his mental rambling, Zhu Tianfan lazily walked to the balcony outside the bathroom. Using a clip, he casually hung the purple private clothing on the adjustable drying rack.
By tomorrow morning, when the sun rose, the sunlight would shine directly onto the balcony. That was how he usually dried the bathroom mop.
As for the fate of this piece of clothing, it would definitely be cut into pieces by Leng Bingning and thrown into the trash. With her domineering personality, she would never wear private clothing washed by someone else—only what she washed herself.
After finishing that, Zhu Tianfan spread out his bedding and was just about to lie down when he suddenly sat upright in shock.
Damn it, he hadn’t finished his tasks for the night yet.
He still had to prepare Leng Bingning’s nightly milk bubble bath.
After she finished bathing, he would also have to clean up the hair left in the bathroom and wipe the water stains on the floor before he could sleep.
As for her private clothing, she always washed it herself. Even the servants weren’t allowed to touch it.
And this bathroom? He didn’t even have the right to use it. His only permission was to clean it—and sleep there.
Next to the bedroom was a small 20 m² bathroom. That was where Zhu Tianfan handled his daily washing and used the toilet.
[Tch! She treats her own husband worse than a servant. Why doesn’t she just have me bathe with her? Ugh… my back… why is doing all this so exhausting?]
[This woman—being a domineering CEO yet doing such inhuman things. Tch! Serves her right for being tricked! Serves her right for being betrayed! Serves her right for being destroyed by her lover!]
She really wanted to rush into the bathroom and drag him out for a beating.
How had this useless husband become so full of resentment after rebirth?
Forget it… forget it…
She couldn’t get angry. And she couldn’t make him angry either.
She had to endure this. Even if she couldn’t, she still had to. Otherwise, if he kept shouting about divorce every day, neither of them would be able to bear it.
After taking a deep breath and suppressing her anger, she said coldly, “Husband, I’ll run the water myself. You go rest.”
For the first time, she began to accept him from the bottom of her heart. She no longer called him by name.
The moment he heard that, Zhu Tianfan immediately dropped what he was doing and dashed toward his own small bathroom.
Since she said he didn’t need to handle the bathwater, then it wasn’t his problem anymore. Besides, if she could enjoy a luxurious milk bath, why couldn’t he enjoy a nice hot shower?
“Alright, alright! After you’re done bathing, I’ll come clean up the water!”
He answered cheerfully, but his thoughts never stopped rambling.
[Did the sun rise from the west? She actually called me husband, and even kindly said she’d run the water herself? No way—she’s not that kind-hearted.]
[I get it. She must be hiding in the bathtub crying, washing away the marks left on her body. Serves her right!]
[La la la… I love bathing… la la la… hurry up and divorce me… la la la… I want to maintain five beauties…]
Inside the bathroom, Leng Bingning lay in the bathtub, soaking in the milk bath, her entire body trembling with anger.
What a ridiculous husband. His mind was filled with nothing but slander against her pure body!
“Bang!”
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She ripped off the showerhead and smashed it toward the mirror, then hurled bottles of cosmetics and bath products onto the floor, shattering them to vent her frustration.
Only by doing this could she release the anger Zhu Tianfan had stirred within her.
…
After finishing his bath, Zhu Tianfan wiped his face and walked out, planning to sit in the bedroom and wait for Leng Bingning to come out.
As for the clothes he had changed out of in the small bathroom, the water stains on the floor, and the hair in the bathroom, he couldn’t be bothered to clean them. Find the original chapter at novelping(.)com.
They were divorcing tomorrow anyway. There was no need to worry about such things. There were plenty of servants in the house, and this body had been overworked for five years—it was time to rest.
Even if Leng Bingning refused to divorce, he didn’t mind taking the blame and being the “replacement husband”… as long as she paid more. A lot more.
“Hm? Wife, you’re done bathing? Did something break just now? I’ll go clean it up!”
With a bright smile, Zhu Tianfan walked into the large bathroom, picking up a broom as if preparing to clean—though he clearly intended to just put on a show.
[Obviously she smashed things out of anger from not getting what she wanted. As if I’d clean this mess. I’m going to sleep. Tomorrow morning I’m divorcing you, hmph!]
Before he could close the door, Leng Bingning cast him a cold glance. “Husband, go lie on the bed and sleep.”
Zhu Tianfan’s body stiffened. He slowly turned his head, staring at her with disbelief. “W-wife… is this… really true?”
If it were the previous version of him, he would already be rushing to the bed in tears of gratitude.
Five years of marriage—and only today did he finally get the chance to share a bed with his domineering CEO wife.
But Zhu Tianfan was no longer that man. He walked toward the bed unwillingly, his steps heavy.
If he refused, she would immediately glare him down.
[Tch… what a shameless woman. In my past life, I never got to sleep on this bed. Now after losing her innocence, she wants to share a bed with me? No shame at all!]
[That light purple silk nightgown does look pretty sexy though… such a full, soft, fair body… isn’t she afraid I might do something in the middle of the night?]
[Wait… she already lost her innocence. Asking me to share the bed means she wants me to take the fall, right? What a vicious woman. If she wants someone to take responsibility, she should just say it—just add money and it’s fine!]
What a ridiculous husband. What a shameless “replacement husband.” What a man eager to wear a green hat!
Leng Bingning almost kicked him off the bed.
Don’t get angry. Not worth it.
For the sake of winning back his love, for the sake of easing their relationship, she pressed a hand to her aching chest and stood by the bed, taking several deep breaths.
She told herself that this level of resentment was normal. After decades of suppressed frustration, it was only natural for him to vent.
As a domineering CEO, she had to mature. She had to endure. She could no longer argue with him.
Only then could she slowly dissolve his resentment, gradually repair their relationship, and make up for everything she owed this man who loved her most.
Suppressing the rage in her heart, Leng Bingning slowly lay down beside him, staring at him coldly as she forced out each word through clenched teeth, “Husband, we are a legally married couple. Sharing the same bed is necessary.”