Can We Say No to Divorce?-Chapter 687 - 437 Extraordinarily Fortunate (1)

Of course not good! This man has completely turned into a wolf now.

Tang Baijin stared at her: "I’ll ask you a few questions, and you just need to nod or shake your head. If your answers satisfy me, I might let you go!"

Tian Xin immediately nodded.

"Do you feel very ashamed?" Tang Baijin gazed at her, his voice cold.

She nodded.

Tang Baijin: "Do you feel guilty towards him?"

She nodded again.

Tang Baijin: "Do you feel like you’re carrying a moral cross?"

She nodded yet again.

Tang Baijin: "Tell me your truest feelings, do you or do you not want me?"

Her face blushed with shame, but she still followed her heart and gave a small nod.

Tang Baijin felt very satisfied with the last question, he liked her like this, no need to hide anything in front of him.

"Sweetheart, you’re so obedient!" He said, releasing the ankles that had been tied to the chair, "I also like being with you..."

Tian Xin thought he would let her go, but he didn’t release her hands; instead, he held her in his embrace and then fiercely...

"You said you’d let me go!" Tian Xin accused him, his sudden fierceness made her tremble incessantly.

"I only said it was possible!" Tang Baijin would not yield as she wished, "But it’s also possible that I won’t let go..."

Tian Xin answered him so sincerely, yet he was so bad, he angered her, and she cursed: "You’re a jerk, a son of a bitch, you’re a turtle bastard, a son of a bitch..."

Tang Baijin was unperturbed, letting her curse as he became even more ruthless towards her, provoking constant screams from her, until she forgot how to curse at him!

At that moment, he intensified his words in her ear: "Sweetheart, listen to me carefully! The more ashamed you feel, the more exhilarating I find it; the guiltier you feel towards him, the more I want to brand you with my mark; the heavier the moral cross you bear, the harsher I want to be with you. In my presence, you need no pretense nor any sense of moral guilt, you just need to be my woman. The less obedient you are, the more I like it..."

"Madman..." She was so exhausted she could only use these two words to scold him!

Yeah, he admitted it, he had gone mad! How could he let a woman he loves so crazily slip through his fingers?

Time is too vast, the spaces between fingers too narrow, and all he wants is just her!

...

Sea View Villa.

Zheng Tong, still somewhat shaken, held little cutie in her arms, "Baby, tell Mommy, were you scared or not?"

But little cutie was happily babbling: "Daddy... Daddy... Mommy... Mommy..."

Duan Feixun looked at her: "If you’re not at ease, why not go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"But, I see she’s very happy, doesn’t seem like she’s been frightened." Zheng Tong said with some guilt: "I really shouldn’t have taken her swimming today. I should build a pool at home instead, it’s safer."

"I’ll do it!" Duan Feixun immediately took on the task.

"But you..." Zheng Tong was a little worried about him.

Duan Feixun said happily: "Don’t worry! I can handle this... Although I might not be good at making money, I’m definitely good at this, I’ve got endless energy!"

At this moment, Zheng Tong took his large hand in hers, "Feixun, I’ve never disliked you for not being able to make money. Please don’t feel burdened, alright? You’re my husband, the money I earn is also yours!"

Seeing Zheng Tong treat him so well, Duan Feixun’s heart filled with emotion, and he picked her up, spinning around happily, "Tongtong, why are you so good to me..."

"Your health isn’t the best; you should rest more!" Zheng Tong felt dizzy from being spun around. "Quickly, put me down, I’m dizzy, I’m getting old..."

"You’re young and beautiful, how can you be getting old?" Duan Feixun put her down.

"Flatterer!" Zheng Tong laughed, "Of course, you’re only seventeen in your mind, while my body and soul are already thirty-five..."

"Is there a psychological barrier for you to be with me?" Duan Feixun cheekily asked her.

Zheng Tong’s face turned red, but she briskly said, "You’re my husband. Even if I feel there is a big age difference, I wouldn’t refuse you..."

Oh my, his precious wife! Duan Feixun was thrilled!

He felt that if he didn’t tell her that he had regained his memory, she might get angry.

But at this moment, he particularly wanted Zheng Tong to be kind to him, very kind, the kind that reveals the baser nature of a man.

The moment he picked up his darling daughter from the sea, and she inaccurately called him "Daddy," a lot of his memory returned. Indeed, a daughter is a father’s lover from a past life—her calling him ’Daddy’ brought him back to life once again.

Duan Feixun felt like he could soar to the heavens. You should know, after their shotgun wedding, Zheng Tong was very willful. She hardly ever treated him with such tenderness and docility!

But still, he loved her just the way she was!

Just that at this moment, he wanted to indulge in the experience of her gentle and docile side.

That night, after feeding his daughter some milk and coaxing her to sleep, he even sang "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" to her in English.

Zheng Tong listened at the door, surprised, "You know how to sing this song?"

"They sing it on TV!" Duan Feixun came out, "Tongtong is smart and beautiful. Our daughter inherited your looks and intelligence, she likes it too..."

"There you go again, sweet-talker!" Although Zheng Tong coquettishly chided him, she was happy in her heart.

Due to the startling event at sea, an investigation concluded that it was a prank by a young person. Zheng Tong watched the news: "What’s with these youngsters nowadays? To attract attention, they actually pull such big stunts?"

Duan Feixun brought over a cup of milk, sat down beside her, and said, "Calling them youngsters as if you’re really old?"

"Yeah, I have a generation gap with you!" Zheng Tong took it and had a sip.

"Really a generation gap?" Duan Feixun hugged her into his arms, "Let me look for it, where’s the gap?"

He directed his gaze to her front and seriously started to ’search’ for it.

Zheng Tong playfully slapped his shoulder, scolding, "Stop fooling around!"

He then noticed the white traces of milk by her lips, bent down and kissed the corner of her lips, "Tasty. No wonder you love drinking milk. No wonder you smell so sweet..."

Zheng Tong’s heart pounded ’thump thump’ wildly; she knew what this meant, and she had agreed to him. She couldn’t just let him keep holding back, right?

She placed her hands on his shoulders, lowering her eyes, as he gently kissed the corner of her lips, tenderly stroking her hair with his large hand. He removed her hair clip letting her long hair fall down, adding even more to her feminine allure.

Duan Feixun felt her limbs stiffen, as if she didn’t know where to put them, he then took the milk that hadn’t been finished, "Here, drink this, it’ll help you sleep better at night..."

Zheng Tong also took the opportunity to disguise her embarrassment. Being willing to accept him was one thing, but actually doing it was another.

She drank the milk and then turned her gaze to the television—by now, the evening news had ended, and the late-night TV dramas had begun.

On the TV, by chance, the first episode of "Tiger Mom and Cat Dad" was playing. In the first episode, the scenes depicting the husband and wife played by zw and Tong Dawei are always filled with explosive passion and sparks!

Such a catalyst further ignited the chemistry between Zheng Tong and Duan Feixun, the couple.

Duan Feixun began kissing her earlobe, scattering the scent of a man on her snow-white neck, intense and rich.

Zheng Tong clutched his clothes tightly and whispered, "Shall we go upstairs, please?"

"I’ve given all the servants time off, and my parents have gone back too." Duan Feixun clearly had it all planned out, but he didn’t tell her that he had fully recovered. He could take care of their daughter on his own and didn’t want anyone to disturb their time alone. "There’s no one else in the house, and our little one just fell asleep. She’s sleeping deeply and won’t wake up soon..."