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Chapter 81 Divorce! Immediately! Right Now!

Chapter 81 Divorce! Immediately! Right Now!

Song Ni, aware of her current state, did not struggle. She meticulously washed her hands and even rinsed her mouth. In front of Tan Zheng, she seemed to never care about such things. Before, Tan Zheng had no opportunity to witness these moments. Although they had been living together for the past two days, their interactions were mostly when she was cleaned up. Now, she was exhausted, and coupled with Tan Zheng's actions last night, she had no desire to even acknowledge him.

"Put me down." Used and then discarded.

Tan Zheng was already accustomed to her ungrateful nature. He did not loosen his grip and carried her to the living room in a posture as if holding a child. Only after placing her on the sofa did the doorbell ring.

"Sit here obediently, I'll go and make you a hangover soup," he said, instinctively covering her legs with the thin blanket that was placed beside them.

When Tan Zheng entered with the ingredients, Song Ni only then realized his choice of words. He said "make" a hangover soup, not "get" a hangover soup.

Seeing Tan Zheng actually heading to the kitchen to do it himself, Song Ni let out a cold snort, her lips curling into a mocking arc. "No need to trouble yourself."

Tan Zheng turned around, his brows furrowed as he looked at Song Ni. The latter crossed her arms in front of her chest. "You'd better not do things that might be easily misunderstood, lest I get my hopes up."

The man's expression instantly darkened. His eyes were deep and pitch-black. He stared at Song Ni for a long time, his emotions unreadable.

Song Ni, with a broken-jar attitude, grew bolder. She ignored the pressure emanating from Tan Zheng's gaze and even provocatively looked back. "I'm the type to take an inch when given one. You shouldn't be too good to me, lest I ask for more, and you can't afford it."

Yes, Song Ni had always been like this. She was a proud Persian cat, a rose with thorns.

Tan Zheng remained silent for a while, only saying, "I can afford it." He just needed her to wait a moment longer, until he resolved all his inner turmoil and fully committed himself to this relationship.

Tan Zheng's nature was such that he wouldn't tell Song Ni these things, which resulted in her misunderstanding. She liked directness and disliked roundabout ways. Upon realizing she had fallen for Tan Zheng, she had boldly admitted it and pursued him bravely. In her opinion, Tan Zheng was of the same character, which was why she had used her intoxication as a probe. If she received a response from Tan Zheng, their relationship could move a step closer. But what did she get? Now, at this very moment, Tan Zheng said he could give her whatever she wanted.

Song Ni found Tan Zheng too inscrutable. Her head was pounding, and she didn't want to think about the reasons behind the usually straightforward Tan Zheng's reaction. After the great joy of the morning and the disappointment of the evening, the emotional whiplash combined with the effects of alcohol left Song Ni physically exhausted. Yet, her usually groggy mind suddenly became clear. The conflict between her body and mind made her slightly break down, and her temper flared.

"What can you afford?" Song Ni walked furiously to the kitchen and swept the fish Tan Zheng had just taken out onto the floor. "Your pretense now, is it charity?"

The fish was still fresh and flopped around on the ground, much like the fuming Song Ni at that moment. Tan Zheng bent down, picked up the fish, and tossed it into the sink. His voice turned cold. "Song Ni, what are you angry about?"

Song Ni's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape. Before she could retort, the man spoke again. "Whether I'm pretending or not, you know in your heart." "Charity? How dare you use such a word. Where do you place yourself?" "I've never been about charity. You, Song Ni, don't need charity." "You're not young anymore, and you know I'm not someone who indulges people." "You should also know that with me, you never needed to hold back." "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't have this level of tolerance." If it weren't for Song Ni, why would he spend so much time and energy?

Song Ni's mind was sluggish at the moment. Despite Tan Zheng saying so much, she only grasped one meaning. During this period, Tan Zheng had been indulging her. So, it was her fault? Her anger grew more intense.

"Then if you have the ability, find another wife. Divorce, immediately! Right now! I don't care!"

Tan Zheng's expression instantly sank to the bottom. But Song Ni had lost all reason. She felt like she was being driven mad by Tan Zheng! The extra items in the kitchen were for her to smash. If they weren't on the counter, she opened the cabinets and smashed them. Crash! Bang! The sounds echoed throughout the entire house.

When he saw Song Ni about to step barefoot onto the various broken pieces of bowls and plates, Tan Zheng's eyes turned fierce. He gritted his teeth and lifted her up. "Enough! Do you think I'd marry just anyone?" "Song Ni, you'd better bite and swallow the words 'divorce' forever!" "You're just asking for a lesson!"

Tan Zheng's facial features were tense, veins bulging on his neck, and muscles in his arms protruding. His aura was so strong that even Song Ni was stunned by his roar. Her wide, staring eyes held anger and disbelief.

Tan Zheng glanced at her, then quickly averted his gaze upon meeting her eyes. He couldn't soften his heart now; he had to teach her a lesson. Otherwise, this little girl would dare to say anything! The man effortlessly lifted Song Ni onto the counter, his hands encircling her sides. "Song Ni, ask yourself, haven't I been more than lenient with you?" If anyone else acted as wildly in front of him as Song Ni, he would have thrown them into the Pacific long ago. To put it plainly, Tan Zheng was always the one being doted upon. Yet, in front of Song Ni, this doted-upon man began to dote on Song Ni. Although it couldn't be said that he spoiled Song Ni immensely, there was no doubt that Song Ni was an exception in his eyes. Everyone knew this. Even Lu Hao Ting knew. Only this ungrateful little girl was questioning and making a scene. What is this called? The favored are fearless.

This was the first time Tan Zheng had been this angry in front of Song Ni. She was so intimidated by him that she stopped moving and speaking. She just looked at him with her tearful, pretty peach blossom eyes. The room fell silent.

Song Ni was confused again. She had completely forgotten how her anger had escalated to this point. All she knew was that it started because Tan Zheng had rejected her probe.

Seeing Song Ni's dazed expression, the angry man couldn't bring himself to scold her further. He pushed his tongue against his teeth, trying to ease his emotions. She was a girl who had always gotten whatever she wanted since childhood. His actions tonight had indeed hurt her self-esteem. The man was contemplating how to explain to Song Ni when the doorbell rang again, breaking the tense silence.

Tan Zheng glanced outside, then looked down at Song Ni. He gently patted her head. "Wait for me here." He walked to the door and opened it with an unhappy expression. Standing outside was a man of slender build. He was wearing pajamas with a jacket over them. Clearly, he had been woken up and came to knock. "Excuse me, I need to rest. Can you please be quiet?" The soundproofing of this apartment was already good enough, but the commotion Song Ni had caused by smashing things was too loud.

Tan Zheng nodded and then closed the door. Su Jingxi looked at the tall, enraged man and couldn't help but glance inside before the door was completely shut. Could it be domestic violence? Su Jingxi shook his head. He wasn't one to meddle. Besides, the residents here were all wealthy, so he definitely couldn't interfere.

Interrupted like this, Tan Zheng's anger subsided by half. When he returned to the kitchen, he saw the little girl sitting obediently on the counter, waiting for him. His anger was almost gone. He felt incredibly soft-hearted.

(End of this chapter)