Xie Wantang turned to look at him, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Xie Wantang was truly shocked by him. How could Lu Yanshen have the nerve to ask such a thing?
“Lu Yanshen, just because Lawyer Qin won’t take our case doesn’t mean I won’t divorce you. You need to understand that.”
“Your own lawyer doesn’t recommend you divorce me. Shouldn’t you listen to his advice? After all, he’s the professional.”
“Hah—” Idiot!
Xie Wantang shot Lu Yanshen a disdainful glare and turned to continue upstairs.
The next second, Lu Yanshen grabbed her wrist. “Xie Wantang, we’re not divorced yet, so we’re still husband and wife. Marital obligations—do you understand?”
“Marital obligations?” Xie Wantang found it laughable. “Lu Yanshen, why don’t you just say you’re in the mood?”
Lu Yanshen blushed: “…”
He still couldn’t accept how Xie Wantang, who had always been gentle and dignified, had suddenly become so direct, saying whatever came to mind.
Seeing his ears turn red, Xie Wantang was also a bit taken aback. How could a grown man be so shy?
What she said was still quite polite, wasn’t it?
If she were to put it less politely, she would have said, why didn’t he just admit he was horny?
Then again, if he hadn’t touched her or sought out his white moonlight to satisfy his desires in the past month, given his vigorous age, it was only natural for him to feel that way.
Unless there was something wrong with him physically.
If it weren’t for that photo in Xia Meng’s social media, she might have felt the same way.
Unfortunately…
There were no “ifs,” and no room for regret.
“Lu Yanshen, if you’re really that horny, I don’t mind you finding someone outside. Sorry, but I can’t serve you during my period.”
With that, Xie Wantang shook off Lu Yanshen’s grip and strode away.
This time, Lu Yanshen didn’t stop her.
After going upstairs, Xie Wantang still pushed open the door to the guest room opposite the master bedroom.
Once inside, she locked the door behind her.
She took her phone to the bathroom to call Qin Muyang.
The entire Lu household was filled with Lu Yanshen’s people, so she had to be wary of eavesdroppers.
“Hey, Tangbao.”
When Xie Wantang’s call came through, Qin Muyang answered instantly, as if he had been waiting for her call all along.
“Big brother, are you here to help me or to cause trouble?” Xie Wantang pouted, though she wasn’t really angry with Qin Muyang.
“I originally intended to help you, but now it’s not exactly causing trouble,” Qin Muyang explained.
“Lu Yanshen came home tonight and immediately told me to return to the master bedroom to fulfill my marital obligations. Did you know that?”
“Is that so? Well, since you’re not divorced yet, there’s nothing wrong with him bringing that up.”
“…” Xie Wantang was speechless. “Big brother, can you tell me why?”
“Tangbao, haven’t you always asked me how I got back from that rock climbing trip?”
“Yeah, but what does that have to do with my divorce?”
“I was saved by a man named Lu Chen, who looks exactly like your husband, Lu Yanshen.”
“What?” Xie Wantang was stunned.
Could her big brother suspect that Lu Yanshen is Lu Chen?
How was that possible?
“Lu Chen has been missing for nearly five years. I thought I’d never see him again in this lifetime, but tonight, I saw that familiar face. I have a photo of Lu Chen—we met in a rock climbing team.”
“Let me hang up first. I’ll send it to you.”
“Okay.”
Xie Wantang hung up the phone, her mind going completely blank as if it had crashed.
With a beep, Xie Wantang received a photo sent by Qin Muyang on her phone. It was a group photo of the twelve members of the rock climbing team her eldest brother had joined back then.
Her eldest brother and Lu Chen were the tallest in the team. They stood shoulder to shoulder in the middle of the group, both tall and handsome, the most eye-catching members of the entire rock climbing team.
Xie Wantang opened the photo, zoomed in, and enlarged Lu Chen’s face.
Even after five years, that face was still strikingly handsome, with sharp, sculpted features. Apart from the hairstyle, it was exactly the same.
In the photo, Lu Chen had a short, flat-top haircut, while in reality, Lu Yanshen regularly visited a hair salon for styling. His hair wasn’t that short.
Could there really be someone in this world who looked exactly like Lu Yanshen?
What if the man who saved her ten years ago wasn’t Lu Yanshen, but this Lu Chen in the photo?
In her memory, that man also had a short, flat-top haircut.
But Lu Yanshen’s voice was identical to that of the man who saved her.
What on earth was going on?
“Tangbao, if you don’t want to fulfill your marital duties, find a way to refuse. You’re so smart, you can handle it. Also, I’ll do my best to have someone investigate as soon as possible. If they confirm they’re not the same person and you want a divorce, I’ll absolutely support you.”
After reading this text message from Qin Muyang, Xie Wantang snapped back to reality. “Eldest Brother, I’ll listen to you. I won’t get a divorce for now.”
“Tangbao, thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Eldest Brother. I never told you all this, but ten years ago, when I was caught in the mudslide, it was Lu Yanshen who saved me.”
“I really married him because I loved him. If it weren’t for wanting to fulfill his wishes, I truly wouldn’t want a divorce.”
“Tangbao, I understand. Whatever decision you make, our whole family will support you.”
“Mm.”
After ending the chat, Xie Wantang took a shower, giving herself a long time to process everything.
By the time she finished her shower, an hour had passed. Xie Wantang changed into loungewear, opened her door, and knocked on the door of the master bedroom across the hall. She knocked for a while, but no one answered.
Xie Wantang thought Lu Yanshen might be showering. She tried turning the doorknob, and when the door opened, the master bedroom was pitch dark, with no sign of anyone inside.
She turned on the light. The spacious master bedroom was empty.
Xie Wantang walked in. The bathroom door was also open, clearly showing no one was there.
Was Lu Yanshen not home?
It was so late. Had he gone out again?
Xie Wantang picked up her phone and called Lu Yanshen. At that moment, Lu Yanshen was sitting in the car driven by Pei Xiao. Seeing Xie Wantang’s call, he pursed his lips slightly and answered.
“What is it?”
“Lu Yanshen, you’re not home?” Xie Wantang hadn’t intended to ask, but remembering what Xu Yanqiu said—that as long as they weren’t divorced, she was still Mrs. Lu, and it was her right as Mrs. Lu to know her husband’s whereabouts—she decided there was no need to feel embarrassed. If she wanted to ask, she would.
“Has Mrs. Lu already checked the master bedroom? Yes, something came up last minute. I’m out with Pei Xiao.”
“You’re not coming back tonight?”
“Has Mrs. Lu regained the ability to fulfill her marital duties?” Lu Yanshen raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing.
For some reason, he just wanted to tease her.
“…”
Xie Wantang was not mentally prepared for Lu Yanshen to still be dwelling on the previous matter.
“Not coming back tonight. When your period ends, my dear wife, that’s when I’ll return. How about that?”
“Lu Yanshen, get lost.”
Furious, Xie Wantang hung up the phone.
What she didn’t know was that Lu Yanshen, sitting in the back seat of the car, laughed out loud—a genuine, heartfelt laugh.
Pei Xiao, seeing his happy expression through the rearview mirror, was glad for him but couldn’t help reminding him, “Don’t forget, Mr. Lu, your white moonlight is Miss Xia Meng.”
Lu Yanshen: “…”