Chapter 230: Giving You Your Wedding Ring
Then, with a devilish smile on his face he said, “If you like, I will reluctantly put down my prestigious self to serve you. How about it?”
The corners of Song Wuyou’s lips twitched, “I’m afraid I will suffer indigestion.” Her attention returned to the dessert after saying that, taking another bite. En, this dessert is indeed delicious. Her tiny bites became bigger and bigger, and when this big bite entered her mouth: En, something hard knocked against her teeth?
Noticing the little movement around her mouth, Gu Yanhao tensed up, watching her reaction.
Song Wuyou used her tongue to hold the hard thing in her mouth while swallowing the cake down, then she pushed the thing out of her mouth with her tongue, catching it in her palm.
A ring? Song Wuyou raised her head, looking at the opposite Gu Yanhao in confusion. Gu Yanhao had lowered his head, pretending to eat his dessert, and didn’t seem to have any idea what was happening on Song Wuyou’s side.
“Gu Yanhao, this is your prank?” Song Wuyou asked.
Gu Yanhao raised his head at her question, “What prank, this is called romance.”
“Why are you giving me a ring all out of nowhere?” Song Wuyou didn’t understand.
Gu Yanhao softened, “To compensate for your wedding ring.”
Yet, his words had an adverse effect. Instead of feeling jubilant, a sourness filled Song Wuyou’s heart. The original host had loved him since she was thirteen. Though in the end he married her, there was no wedding, no flowers, and no ring.
His aloof coldness towards her in their three years of marriage was her sore point, something that the original host couldn’t understand at all. The intensity of her capriciousness was a reflection of the hurt she felt inside. Song Wuyou was feeling quite flat emotionally at the moment as she’d already guessed he had a motive for making her eat that dessert.
She gave the ring back to Gu Yanhao, “I don’t like it.”
Gu Yanhao’s face sank, “Don’t like this design or don’t like the ring?”
“Don’t like the ring.” Song Wuyou added, “Putting it on doesn’t look nice.” Her fingers were slender and fair. A ring would only cover their beauty.
Growing gloomier, his obsidian gaze tried to penetrate her defences. “Is it that wearing a ring doesn’t look nice, or you don’t want to accept the ring I give you?”
Song Wuyou looked at him, finding the situation laughable, “Gu Yanhao, you gave me a divorce agreement not long ago, now you’re compensating me with a wedding ring. Don’t you think this is absolutely ironic?”
Again she mentioned the divorce papers.
“We’ve rolled in under the bedsheets many times.” Gu Yanhao stated matter-of-factly.
“Till the day we go through the formalities at the Civil Affairs Bureau for our divorce, I will carry out my wifely duties.” Song Wuyou uttered these words nonchalantly, but… her heart didn’t feel comfortable.
“Put it on!” Gu Yanhao grabbed the ring with one hand and her hand with the other, putting the ring on for her.
“You…!” There was no room for Song Wuyou to pull her hand back. She glared fiercely at Gu Yanhao, “You always do as you please! Dictator!”
After putting on the ring on her, Gu Yanhao did not release her hands. Smiling faintly, “I will only show you a more domineering side of myself! Also, you will be carrying out your wifely duties daily, for the rest of your life.”
“You’re so hateful!” Song Wuyou shot him a stern dissatisfied look. She took a quick glance at the ring on her finger: was it because of the original host’s residual feelings, or did she actually did not hate it that much?.
“Let’s find a day, we’ll compensate the wedding ceremony as well.” Gu Yanhao chuckled happily. This was the first time Song Wuyou saw him smiling so sweetly, so sunny.
Song Wuyou snorted, “I’m signing that paper once we go home.”
Gu Yanhao’s smile disappeared, but it returned full force with a hint of danger, “You can try! I don’t mind using multiple…ways… to subjugate you!”