The turn of events far exceeded Song Qinian's expectations.
She did not love Li Junshen, neither in the past nor now, and had never considered spending her life with him.
Her original plan was to escape Li Junshen's control upon returning to Jinghua City, while ensuring the safety of her family and Zan Zan. She never imagined that she and Shen Chi Yan were still legally married.
On one hand, she felt it was for the best, as Shen Chi Yan was Zan Zan's biological father. On the other hand, she worried that if she angered Li Junshen, he might resort to extreme measures.
As soon as they returned to Jing Yuan, Shen Chi Yan eagerly pulled Song Qinian into a passionate kiss, his hands simultaneously fumbling with her clothes. He was so impatient, as if he hadn't eaten in days and wanted to devour her whole.
Song Qinian struggled, "Shen Chi Yan... you... let go of me..."
Her soft protests were muffled by Shen Chi Yan's insistent kisses. At that moment, Shen Chi Yan didn't want to hear Song Qinian speak. He had only one thought: to "bully" her fiercely, to make her realize who her man was, who her legal husband was.
"No... Ah..."
As soon as Song Qinian uttered a "no," her neck was fiercely bitten. The sharp pain made her cry out, followed by Shen Chi Yan's cold voice, "Do you think you have the right to say 'no'? Song Qinian, you are my wife, yet you lived with another man for two years, making me look like a cuckold. Today, you will pay a heavy price for your actions."
With that, he pinned Song Qinian onto the living room sofa.
To Shen Chi Yan, Song Qinian's struggles were as ineffective as a furious cat scratching at him.
Shen Chi Yan hated Song Qinian deeply.
During that period, they had loved each other so much, lived so happily. He had a family, a career, and the woman he loved. Just when he thought he was the happiest man in the world, Song Qinian ran off with Li Junshen, turning him into a complete joke.
The thought that she had always seen him as a substitute for Li Junshen, that she had never loved him, and that her affections were all feigned, made him want to kill her.
However, Shen Chi Yan loved Song Qinian too much.
He had never felt any particular emotions towards women since he was young, often finding them bothersome. Many girls pursued him in school, but he remained indifferent. The first woman he fell in love with, he forgot about her after a car accident on the day he planned to confess his feelings.
After many twists and turns and hardships, he finally remembered that she was the one he loved most. Later, he had even planned to confess his love and hold a grand wedding for her.
For the past two years, he had been torn by these conflicting emotions of love and hate, experiencing immense pain.
Two years, over seven hundred days and nights. Only he knew how he had endured them.
Thinking of this, Shen Chi Yan could no longer control himself. With a sweep of his hand, Song Qinian's dress was thrown to the floor.
After more than two years without intimacy, Song Qinian's body was extremely tight. Seeing her frown in discomfort and pain, Shen Chi Yan sneered, and couldn't resist taunting, "It seems Shen Chi Yan is quite inadequate. Don't worry, I'll help you rediscover your former pleasure!"
Shen Chi Yan had always been unrestrained in bed, and coupled with his anger, Song Qinian had no room to resist. He moved her from the living room to the bedroom, then to the balcony, and then the bathroom. After several rounds, Song Qinian didn't even know when she passed out.
After his satisfaction, Shen Chi Yan looked at Song Qinian's sleeping face and let out a soft hum, "Still so easily worn out."
Seeing the marks he had left all over Song Qinian's body finally improved Master Shen Wu's mood. He reached out and caressed Song Qinian's small face, then lowered his head to kiss her slightly swollen lips. "Song Qinian, this time you won't escape me. Even if you don't love me, you will stay by my side!"
Song Qinian slept soundly until noon the next day.
Even the slightest movement sent waves of soreness through every cell of her body. Everywhere ached.
Her body ached, her head ached, her throat ached, and even her lips ached.
She struggled to sit up and heard a knock at the door.
"Young Madam... Young Madam, are you awake?"
It was Zhang Qiao Qiao's voice.
Song Qinian looked down at herself. Not a spot on her was unblemished by teeth marks or bruises from kisses. She was a mess.
Song Qinian didn't want Zhang Qiao Qiao to see her in this state. She got up with difficulty, looking for clothes, only to find that hers weren't in the bedroom. It seemed Shen Chi Yan had thrown them in the living room yesterday.
Song Qinian rubbed her forehead and had to ask Zhang Qiao Qiao for help. "Qiao Qiao, can you get me a set of clothes?"
As soon as she spoke, Song Qinian felt utterly exasperated. Her voice was hoarse and uncomfortable, sounding terrible.
Hearing that Song Qinian was awake, Zhang Qiao Qiao immediately replied, "Young Madam, the young master said your clothes are in the wardrobe. Once you're awake, pick out a set to wear. Also, I've prepared lunch for you. I have some errands to run later, so please eat by yourself after you get up, and wait for the young master to return."
Hearing this, Song Qinian breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, she wouldn't have known how to face Zhang Qiao Qiao.
Shen Chi Yan, that scoundrel, had been too rough.
Meanwhile, Lin Qiutong was trembling with rage upon hearing that Shen Chi Yan and Song Qinian were not divorced and that Shen Chi Yan had brought Song Qinian home.
Before, Shen Chi Yan had ignored her, and she hadn't dared to do anything for fear of making him dislike her even more. Now, she could only watch helplessly as they got back together.
Why?
Was it because of love that he could forgive Song Qinian's betrayal?
Then why, despite her deep love for him, couldn't she have him?
"Sister Tong, here's the coffee you wanted."
The assistant handed Lin Qiutong the coffee. As soon as Lin Qiutong smelled it, she felt a wave of nausea. She angrily knocked the coffee from the assistant's hand. The coffee spilled all over the floor, filling the room with its aroma. Before she could even scold the assistant, she rushed to the bathroom.
"Gag..."
Lin Qiutong retched in the bathroom for a long time but couldn't throw anything up. Her mood became even more irritable and depressed.
As expected, just thinking about Song Qinian made her feel sick.
In the evening, Song Qinian went to eat. She was starving after a whole day and wanted to eat, but when she saw the food on the table and smelled it, she felt nauseous again and ran to the bathroom.
At that time, Lin Qiutong didn't think much of it.
In the following days, she also felt constantly sleepy and couldn't eat. She felt nauseous at the sight of greasy food and even her usual coffee. At this point, her manager asked with a grim expression, "Tong Tong, could you be pregnant?"