Chapter 1290: A Rare Opportunity, Don’t Waste It 2

It was eleven at night when they returned to the villa. Zhao Mo Ran’s face was not looking good as she got out of the car as soon as it stopped.

Chu Ci followed behind and grabbed her hand, pulling her into his arms, speaking in a low voice, “Are you angry again?”

She remained silent, and Chu Ci smiled, “A kiss between a married couple in the cinema isn’t a big deal.”

She pressed her lips tightly and finally said after a while, “I don’t like it this way, there’s no need to book the whole cinema.”

When she walked out of the cinema, her face was all hot.

Chu Ci looked into her eyes earnestly, assuming she was shy. He took a step back: “Alright, we won’t do that next time.”

Saying that, he held her hand and walked into the hall. The house was quiet, and the servants were all asleep. Zhao Mo Ran pulled away from Chu Ci and went upstairs, finding Xiao Xunxun in the nursery. The nanny was watching over her and stood up immediately when she saw them return, “Master, Madam are back?”

Zhao Mo Ran picked up the child, “You’ve worked hard, I’ll take over.”

But Chu Ci stopped her, “Since it’s hard work, let’s make it a bit harder.”

With that, he put the child back in the crib. The nanny froze for a moment then understood; after all, she had seen it all before.

Zhao Mo Ran felt a bit embarrassed, after all, he said such suggestive things in front of outsiders, making her uncomfortable. As soon as they were in the bedroom, she erupted, “Chu Ci, why do you have to be like this.”

“Be like what?” He laughed, “I didn’t know it’s a crime for spouses to be intimate.”

Of course, he wouldn’t embarrass her in front of the household staff, so he pulled her outside, his voice slightly low, “You don’t want to? How is it that after being married for so long, you’re still as pure as a young girl. In the cinema, you seemed quite happy after kissing for so long, but once we’re home, you’re pulling a face. Or did seeing your first love today change your mood, making you unwilling to deal with me?”

He used the word ‘deal,’ Zhao Mo Ran finally looked up at him.

Chu Ci silently smiled, “You don’t think I’m dull enough not to notice, do you, Zhao Mo Ran? Do you truly see me as your husband, or just as the Zhao Family’s cash machine? If one day I become useless to the Zhao Family, will you kick me aside without hesitation?”

“It’s not like that.” She lowered her eyes, “Chu Ci, would you believe me if I said I regret it?”

If she hadn’t agreed back then, the worst scenario for the Zhao Family going bankrupt would have been her working, perhaps living a hard life without luxury houses or clothes or a swarm of servants waiting on her. But back then, she was free, not like now, having every movement watched and controlled, not at all her own.

She was tired, truly tired. Chu Ci pushed her too hard. She often thought wasn’t the past better, why did he have to force her to love him, just because he suddenly found a little interest in her.

After she finished speaking, the bedroom door slammed shut…

Chu Ci propped his hand on the door, pressing her between himself and the doorframe. He leaned close, his voice low, “What did you say, regret?”

His beautiful long fingers, carrying a slight coolness, gently stroked her face, his voice hoarser, “You’ve already had a child, and now you tell me you regret? Zhao Mo Ran, is it because life at the Zhao Family is too good that it gives you the illusion you can leave me, is it?”

Her back, tightly pressed against the doorframe, her eyes slightly closed, “Can’t you talk properly, Chu Ci?”

He took another half step forward, “Talk properly? Then, Mo Ran, clearly recognize your status. Or did seeing Gu Fei again make you unable to control yourself, thinking that if given another chance, you’d choose him, marry him, have kids with him, eat with him, watch movies with him, is that it?”

He said a string of words, she gently let out two words with closed eyes, “It’s not.”

“It’s not?” He sneered, “Isn’t it you who said you regret?”

His fingers suddenly grasped her chin, the fingertips slightly exerting force, almost hurting her, “Or did you feel uncomfortable seeing him with his assistant? Even our Mo Ran gets jealous, huh? Then why are you indifferent when it comes to Song Yunfei, are you cold-hearted or do you just not care, hmm?”