C19

"Don't, don't chase me away, don't …"

"Shut up! If you continue pretending to be closed off, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhuo Weitong said angrily.

"I... Sister is afraid I don't know what to do... How to please a man, but... So he drugged me. "

Zi Yan trembled, and in a moment of desperation, she finally came up with a reason.

"Medicine?" You actually took medicine on your wedding day? Do you know that this is an insult to men? "

Although he had already guessed it, Zhuo Weitang was still furious that he would hear the truth.

No wonder she was so passionate the night before. Damn, those damn women.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault."

Zi Yan's wrist was hurting, his hand was squeezing so hard, Zi Yan could feel his cold killing intent.

"Listen up. No matter who you are, you better behave. Don't think of playing any tricks."

Zhuo WeiTing lifted her up with one hand and threw her into the bathtub as if he was afraid of dirtying himself.

Looking at his flopping body in the bathtub, Zhuo WeiTing's anger kept rising. This little swindler was actually accepting it like a child's bride.

Zi Yan finally supported herself up from the bathtub's edge, but at this moment, Zhuo Weiting stepped into the room.

"Come here and bathe me."

Looking at the big, panicked eyes that were like a little rabbit, Zhuo Weiliang hardened his heart and said.

Zi Yan's hands were trembling. It wasn't that she hadn't bathed before, but that was six years ago.

"Didn't you hear me?"

At this moment, Zhuo WeiTing actually had the thought of pushing her into the water to drown.

This kind of weak and cowardly person, living was simply a waste of oxygen.

If she was really the dead Fourth Miss of the Song Family, then she would become the shame of his life.

"I'm sorry, I won't do this again."

Zi Yan stood up, and carefully walked around Zhuo WeiTing's back, afraid of touching him.

"I'll ask you again, what's your name?"

Feeling the trembling hands behind his back, Zhuo WeiTing closed his eyes and asked in a low voice.

He knew he had frightened her today, and he didn't want to, but when he saw the way her daughter-in-law looked, his anger rose.

"Zi Yan, Song Zi Yan."

"You're not Song Laidi?"

At least she was being very honest today.

"She's my third sister."

Zi Yan's voice was very soft. She had said that she would hide it during the day, but she actually told him the truth under his cold interrogation.

"You mean you're engaged?"

Zhuo Weitang's voice was much softer now, just like last night.

"En, sorry, I …"

"In the future, I don't feel sorry if I just casually say it."

Hearing her voice that sounded like a young wife's, Zhuo WeiTing commanded.

"Right... "Alright."

"Tell me, how old are you?"

"Almost twenty."

Zi Yan hesitated for a moment. She originally wanted to say nineteen, but since it wasn't Song Laidi this time, she wouldn't believe it even if she said it.

"How fast is that?"

Zhuo WeiTing gasped. He was almost twenty, and he was still nineteen.

"I don't know, maybe three months."

Zi Yan's hand stopped, her head drooping. In her memories, she had never had a birthday. She didn't know what day her birthday was, she only remembered that it was in September.

"Don't tell me you don't even know that you were born that day?"

Hearing the hesitation and guesswork in his tone, Zhuo Wei Ting felt exceptionally uncomfortable.

"I really don't know. No one has ever told me."