After Becoming A Popular Girl, I Choose My Husband On Planet X - Chapter 25

Pei Yanchuan’s Perspective · Past Memory

That year, he had just graduated from the Military Academy.

He still carried the marks of iron-blooded training. Every muscle, every glance, every task execution order—precise like a machine.

He had never thought about emotions, nor had he planned to be distracted—

Until that banquet.

That night was a private banquet held by the two great families. On the surface, it was a reunion, but in truth, the elders had already arranged the next “marriage alliance.” A week before, Pei family elders had already told him in private:

“Yanchuan, your position is stable now. It’s time to discuss marriage.”

He gave no reply, only a nod.

But he had not expected that the actual “meeting” would be in this way.

That evening, he was preparing to return to his room, planning to log into the Interstellar Defense’s remote code system. But as soon as he opened the door, something soft suddenly threw itself into his arms.

He froze, only feeling a soft, fragrant body trembling against him.

It was a girl, dressed in a white gown, tipsy from wine. Her long lashes trembled wetly, as if she had secretly cried. The redness at the corners of her eyes made his heart tighten.

She tilted her head up, her voice sweet and soft, breath warm like orchids:

“Who are you…? So hot… I don’t want to go back…”

His mind went blank for a second.

—This was Bai Zixin?

The so-called marriage partner mentioned by the elders?

Her eyes shimmered with tears, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples. Her little hand pushed against his chest, and her dress strap slipped down, revealing a delicate shoulder. A glimpse of soft, white curves appeared faintly.

He was not a man without self-control.

But at that moment, his breathing grew heavier. His arm instinctively tightened, pulling her closer, as he kissed Bai Zixin’s soft lips with force.

If not for the sudden sound of Gao Muting and Ye Yibai outside the door, and Bai father’s words, “Yanchuan, send her back to her room,”—he truly did not know if he would have gone too far.

Later, that night’s incident was quietly buried. Bai Zixin, drunk as she was, had completely forgotten it.

But that same night, Bai family spoke to Gao Muting and Ye Yibai: “Zixin and Yanchuan must be engaged. From now on, the four of you will live together and look after each other.”

That night, fate seemed to press the fast-forward button—

He became her third husband.

Many said it was a setup, that he had picked up an easy bargain.

But only he himself knew—that night—he had truly almost lost control.

Pei Yanchuan’s Inner Monologue

“I’m not the kind of bastard who takes advantage and then refuses to take responsibility.”

“But if fate pushes her into my arms, I won’t let go.”

“Besides… that day, the way she looked—like a little fox fallen from the sky, eyes red, cheeks flushed from wine, soft and clinging to me.”

“She is the treasure fate gave me—good family, S+ rank, beautiful like someone who walked out of an animation, her figure growing perfectly, enough to make a man dream until his nose bleeds…”

“If I don’t marry her, I’d be the fool.”

From that day on, he silently carried the weight of “responsibility” on his shoulders.

But little by little, it became more than just responsibility.

She would clumsily try to learn how to cook. She would hand him milk tea after a tiring meeting. When he collapsed on the sofa, she would mutter under her breath, “You look so handsome today…”

Then, blushing, she would dive under a blanket and pretend nothing happened.

Every little thing she did pierced into his chest like a needle—

It hurt, but it also made him want to cradle her in his palms, to shield her in his arms, and never let her go anywhere.

Once, he stayed up working until three in the morning. His communicator suddenly lit up—it was a video call from Bai Zixin.

She held a cup of warm milk, wearing a robe, her eyes drowsy as she asked softly, “You’re still not asleep?”

Looking at her like that, his throat tightened.

He whispered, “I’m waiting for you to tell me to go to sleep.”

On the other side, she smiled, her eyes curving like crescent moons.

And in that moment, he realized—he had never just wanted to “take responsibility.”

He wanted to possess.

Now, he had her, but it was far from enough.

Dark thoughts spread inside him. Looking at Bai Zixin’s slender white legs, the suppressed wildness in his heart roared with a hunger he could barely control.

He wanted to press her down, to claim her completely, until she had no strength left but to cry in his arms…

Pei Yanchuan’s possessiveness was strong, but he never showed it, afraid of scaring away his precious treasure.

That was why he held her openly during meetings, letting his subordinates see her.

That was why, in front of Ye Yibai and Gao Muting, he never avoided declaring his sovereignty.

He was never stingy about showing his devotion, his preference, even his desire to monopolize—

Because she was his life, the only one he acknowledged as both “love” and “prize.”