Addicted after marriage - CHAPTER 14:
Go in? If she went in, she’d really become the granddaughter-in-law.
Inside that mansion, seven aunts and eight uncles would probably stare her to death.
But she had caused this mess herself, and running away wouldn’t fix it.
If Yu Zhan decided to make her life miserable at work afterward, that would be even worse.
I’ll… I’ll do what you say.
Her voice trembled. The fearless Luo Shu, who never bowed to anyone, actually stuttered.
You’ll do what I say? Yu Zhan’s brow lifted slightly,
as if he couldn’t quite believe this proud woman could ever compromise.
Yes. I’ll listen.
Then follow me.
His gaze was sharp, cutting straight through her. It made her heart skip.
She forced a shaky smile. I… um… is there any other way?
You could always just get in your car and drive away.
He didn’t even look at her when he said it.
If I leave, won’t your grandfather be furious? she asked, meeting his eyes those cold,
intense eyes that always seemed to see too much.
That has nothing to do with you.
His jaw tightened, the muscles flexing.
Luo Shu swallowed, nerves fluttering. His stare was too much.
She couldn’t fight it. I’m sorry, she whispered.
Yu Zhan sighed quietly and turned away. He walked to his grandfather,
helped him into the car, and drove into the estate without another glance back.
Luo Shu stood frozen at the gate, her fingers twisting together.
You stupid boy, did you make her mad already?
Old Master Yu scolded from the passenger seat.
Finally found such a beautiful granddaughter-in-law,
and you can’t even use that mouth of yours properly?
What’s your tongue made of, stone?
Yu Zhan said nothing, his expression unreadable.
Look at yourself, his grandfather continued, getting worked up.
You’re not young anymore.
Still keeping yourself pure for that ex-girlfriend who’s long forgotten you?
When are you going to stop being so stubborn?
I don’t like her, Yu Zhan said suddenly, though his eyes seemed distant, uncertain.
Don’t like her? Do you take me for a fool?
You spent all that time talking to her, didn’t you?
You mended that button on your ruined jacket yourself since when do you do that?
You’re the one with the cleanliness obsession!
That ten-thousand-yuan suit you let her wear it, didn’t you?
Why didn’t you let me wear it instead?
The old man huffed, clearly enjoying the sound of his own outrage.
When the car finally rolled to a stop beside the castle,
Yu Zhan expected Luo Shu to have fled. But to his surprise, she followed.
They met each other’s eyes. Neither spoke. Grandpa Yu, sensing the tension, quietly slipped away.
Yu Zhan’s gaze landed on her again, the glint behind
his rimless glasses flickering briefly before fading back into cool composure.
Who would believe that behind this elegant, tailored image was a man so cold and calculating?
Do you even understand what happens if you go in there?
He didn’t move closer, yet the weight of his presence pressed down on her.
She shook her head and backed up until her shoulders hit the car door.
If you come inside, you can’t back out. Tonight, one man and one woman under one roof.
Tomorrow morning, we’d be applying for a marriage certificate.
Luo Shu forced a dry laugh. Well… I’m already here, aren’t I?
The words came out small and fake.
Yu Zhan studied her for a few seconds, then nodded faintly.
So by here, you mean you’ve decided to be Mrs. Yu?
I can pretend for tonight, she said softly. At least you won’t lose face.
So now I have to thank you? He sounded halfway between exasperated and amused,
like she’d somehow driven him to the edge of madness.
He felt suspended between wanting to strangle her and wanting to kiss her
and hating himself for both.
Luo Shu, if you’re not sure, I suggest you go home. I don’t force women, and I don’t play games.
His tone was calm, but every word hit like steel.
Her good intentions clearly went unappreciated. She gripped her car keys tight.
Sorry for the trouble.
Without waiting for a reply, she got into her car and sped out of the estate,
leaving a cloud of exhaust in her wake.
Yu Zhan stood there watching her go, his face expressionless.
You deserve to be scolded to death tonight! she muttered,
gripping the steering wheel as she drove.
She didn’t get far before guilt crept in.
After all, it was her mistake that started all this.
With a sigh, she pulled over and texted Grandpa Yu.
I’m so sorry, Grandpa. Something urgent came up.
I’ll visit another day. Please give the finished shirt directly to Yu Zhan.
[Transfer: 20,000 yuan]
To her surprise, the transfer was rejected.
Don’t be so polite, granddaughter-in-law.
Yu Zhan already told me you had to leave early.
Next time, you two come visit together.
As for the shirt, keep your money sooner or later I’d have to make him one anyway.
Her jaw dropped.
Wait. He told his grandfather they were together?
She pressed her palm to her forehead, Yu Zhan’s teasing words echoing in her mind.
Do you want to try being Mrs. Yu?
She almost laughed. In this day and age, there were still men who
thought that sleeping together meant lifelong responsibility?
How adorably archaic. Especially for someone from a prestigious family like his.
She opened WeChat and sent him a message.
[Transfer: 20,000 yuan. Note: Payment for the shirt.]
The message barely sent before a red exclamation mark appeared beneath it.
What the he’d blocked her.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
Traditional. Uptight. Stubborn. Man!
Her slender fingers tapped the screen twice and deleted his contact entirely.
Fine. That ended this ridiculous half-relationship.
She bit her lip, drove downtown, grabbed a quick meal, and returned to her apartment.
The living room was cluttered with packed suitcases she still hadn’t moved.
None of the new apartments she’d seen felt right,
so the mess remained a constant eyesore.
The next morning, she carried a simple gift bag,
eyes glued to her phone as she followed the crowd into the elevator.
The moment she stepped inside, she smelled it that faint,
familiar scent of sandalwood.
Her stomach clenched. Of course he was there.
Yu Zhan stood in the corner, with Shen Yan beside him.
She lowered her head and retreated to the opposite side,
trying to put as much space between them as possible.
But she could feel it the sharp, invisible pull of his gaze burning through the air.
The elevator filled quickly. The crowd pressed in,
the air heavy with perfume, sweat, and coffee.
Luo Shu covered her mouth and turned toward the wall, fighting a sudden wave of nausea.
She gagged quietly several times before the elevator reached the
next floor and people began to step out.
By the time she could breathe again, her face was pale.
Shu’er, are you okay? You’ve looked sick for days.
Ye Li had just arrived and leaned closer, worried.
Just been busy looking for a new apartment. None of them feel right.
Ye Li grinned and teased, Since you’re single again,
want me to introduce you to a handsome guy?
Luo Shu shot her a glare.
If I wanted to date, do you think I’d need an introduction?
The line of suitors waiting for me could reach Paris.
Right, right! The future star designer never lacks admirers.
Hmm? Miss Luo wants to date?
The voice came from behind Nan Huai, passing by at just the wrong time.
All three women froze, smiling awkwardly.