On this night, the Zhan family's grand villa was a blaze of light.

It seemed, tonight, something significant was occurring in the Zhan household. Servants were bustling around, setting up this luxurious house filled with medieval romance.

The house was draped in dreamy and festive ribbons, and a flashy pink 'double happiness' character sparkled on the intersecting wall of the stairs in the main hall. Both sides of the staircase were adorned with colorful lights that contrasted with the mysterious and elegant European-style decoration.

Compared to the brilliant lights in the house, the garden by the pool seemed exceptionally tranquil and dimly lit.

The dim light reflected on the shimmering pool and silhouetted the handsome face of a man sitting by it. With his strikingly perfect nose, it was almost as if he had been meticulously crafted by God himself. His thin lips were tightly pursed, slightly curved into a devilishly attractive smirk. His deep, yet bright, black eyes seem to carry the cosmos' stars.

The man was half-leaning against a lounger with a book in his hand, his gaze lowered. His black hair, wet and a little disheveled, fell loosely over his forehead, casting an attractive shadow on his brow.

He was wearing only a pair of shorts, his bare upper body showcasing well-defined muscles. Especially captivating were his abs and the 'Adonis belt', radiating a strong masculine allure.

Qin Yuhuan stood not far from him by the pool, her elegant and pretty face slightly pale.

She bit her lip, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists, oblivious to her nails digging into her flesh.

She took a deep breath and approached him, speaking seriously, "Mr. Zhan, I believe there's been a misunderstanding. I am still a college student, it is impossible for me to have had a child with you. I don't even know you, let alone be married to you!"

"Oh, really?" he said, throwing out an extremely contemptuous yet lazy remark. His expression was unchanged, and he didn't even look at her.

"Yes, you must have got it wrong. I don't know what my parents told you, but I've never borne your child. You can check my information." Qin Yuhuan asserted firmly.

"Hmph!"

With a sneer full of scorn and mockery, the man slowly lifted his gaze. His eyes, as dark as the night, were brimming with disdain and disgust. "A mistake? Didn't feel any mistake when you were counting the money?"

He despised this kind of woman the most - those who accepted his money yet still played the innocent in front of him. It was the same four years ago, and it was the same now. If it hadn't been for his overbearing grandmother's incessant persuasion, why would he consider marrying such a woman?

Thinking of this, Zhan Qingdong's gaze at Qin Yuhuan carried an added touch of coldness and disdain.

Qin Yuhuan, looking as if she had been struck by lightning, was mentally blank, unable to accept this reality.

Her parents sold her off to a wealthy family via an agreement, arranging her marriage to the man before her. Yes, sold, as though her parents were human traffickers selling her to be the bride of Zhan household's young master.

She knew her father's company was having issues recently, but never did she imagine that they, despite disliking and loathing her, would treat her like a commodity and sell her off. Moreover, they had mentioned that she had a child with the man four years ago, but they didn't explain why.

However, how could this be possible? She was only 18 years old four years ago. How could she have given birth to a child with a stranger, and not remember a thing?

This was utterly absurd!

She felt like she was in a prolonged nightmare.

At noon she was at school discussing academic topics with classmates. Suddenly, she was whisked away and told she is now the bride of Zhan household’s young master. Before she could catch her breath, she had already exited from the Civil Affairs Bureau and was brought here.

Everything felt so unreal. She was not even 22 years old and on the verge of graduating from university. Her life was just beginning!

“What, the moment money is mentioned you no longer argue? Or do you guys think the price offered was too low?" Seeing her silent, a derisive smile formed on Zhan Qingdong’s handsome face.

Qin Yuhuan’s fists clenched tightly as she stared resolutely at him. Despite his wealth, he had no right to insult her this way!

Meeting her defiant and angry gaze, Zhan Qingdong found it somewhat amusing and stood up to take a closer look at her.

She wasn’t a traditionally stunning beauty, but there was an attractive purity to her. Her face without any makeup was fair and clean, with soft black hair casually tied behind her head. It made her look as pure as an unopened lily.

Her pair of beautiful big eyes, reddened with anger, were filled with a defiance that made people want to break her. Her lips tightly clamped together, she looked like a tempting little rabbit.

Four years ago, during a night of passion, he didn’t realize this little rabbit was so tempting, tempting enough to make one unable to resist taking a bite...

A dominant and intense masculine aura swept over her, mingled with the scent of roses, causing Qin yu Huan to involuntarily take a step back. She didn't know how to express her anger, and could only stare at him resentfully with her large eyes.

But the next second, the man's chiseled face, like meticulously carved by God, enlarged in front of her. His cold, thin lips began to stir a rich masculine sensation, forcefully prying her mouth open for exploration.

“Mmm... let...” Qin yu Huan was startled, perplexed by this sudden assault, until she was almost out of breath that she regained her senses, struggling vehemently to push away the annoying man in front of her.

But the man, tall and robust, was like an iron wall against her feeble resistance, as if she was just tickling him.

The man's usually icy eyes were now clouded with a hint of heat due to her struggles, craving for more. One hand held the back of her head fixed, while the other tightly circled her waist; the kiss grew more intense, ceaselessly probing for the sweetness within her mouth.

Suddenly, a wave of intense pain caused the passion in the man's eyes to dissipate. The unpleasant taste of blood in his mouth forced him to let go of the angry little bunny in front of him.

Zhan Qingdong's eyes were as freezing as the arctic glaciers, enough to shatter anyone under its gaze.

This woman dared to bite him!

As the saying goes, even rabbits bite when they're cornered. How very true that was!

"Shameless! Lowlife!" Qin yu Huan roared in anger. With a strong push, she sent him splashing into the swimming pool before running back to the house.

She knew she had provoked this devilish man, but her own anger eclipsed his. She was furious to the point where she could murder!

Zhan Qingdong had not expected such a sudden push, and stumbled into the swimming pool, swallowing water in the process.

"That damned woman!" An overwhelming wave of anger rose in his chest as his fist forcefully hit the water surface, spraying a high splash.

Qin yu Huan came into the main hall, cold as ice, and grabbed a busy servant, demanding, “Give me my phone and documents. I want to go home."

"Young mistress, quit with your princess tantrums. Do you really think you can get married into the Zhan family that easily? Your lack of appreciation..." The servant harshly commented.

"You're insane." The words had barely settled when Qinyuhuan gave a cold look: "I am not some young lady."

The maid wasn't prepared for this icy glare and was scared speechless.

"What, so now female college students like you all pretend to be innocent and play coy?" A frigid and sarcastic voice rang out in the spacious living room.

Zhanqingdong walked in, draped with a bath towel. His thin lips were always curved into a sneering arc, carrying seven parts of ruthlessness and three parts of alienation.

Ignoring him, Qinyuhuan continued to demand from the maid: "Give me back my stuff!"

It was impossible for her to accept such a ridiculous marriage that held no dignity—unless she went mad!

"Twenty million, remember, you were bought as a cheap woman with twenty million from the Zhan family wealth." Zhanqingdong's voice echoed again, devoid of any affection as if he was talking about a cheap and counterfeit bottle of wine that he had bought accidentally.

Qinyuhuan looked at him, her stubborn eyes filled with unspeakable anger, "I will repay your twenty million."

That money was definitely not going be repaid by her parents. So it had to come from her own pocket.

On hearing this, Zhanqingdong's laugh held a hint of amusement: "Oh... how are you planning to repay?"

Twenty million was nothing more than a minor expense for him, but for the woman before him, it was a tremendous sum.

"I am graduating from university in two months, and I can officially start working. I will repay you in installments, although it may take some time." Qinyuhuan saw all his ridicule and contempt.

That was the only way she could repay him. Even though she'd been working part-time since junior high, the money she'd saved was utterly insignificant compared to the twenty million.

"And then?" The man asked as he wiped the water droplets off his body with the bath towel, no longer looking at her.

"Then, please annul our engagement, in other words—divorce."

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Just as the words fell, Zhan Qingdong began to clap, his pair of black eyes growing ever colder. "You do put on a good act, so good that I almost believed you."

"You..." Qin Yuhuan felt that no matter how she tried to explain herself, this man saw it all as a performance.

"Hmm, if you want to divorce, fine, but until you have repaid the twenty million, you will have to fulfill your duties as a wife." Having said that, Zhan Qingdong grabbed her hand and pulled her upstairs.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yuhuan looked at him in panic.

"What am I doing?" The man smiled seductively and dangerously. "You should perform your duty as a wife."

Before Qin Yuhuan could understand, she found herself thrown heavily onto a king-size bed.

The man's large and muscular body pressed down on her, his domineering and strong masculine aura surrounding her, as if to melt her.

Huge fear swept in, and facing his beast-like gaze, Qin Yuhuan started trembling all over, her attempts to struggle were firmly suppressed underneath him.

To him, her struggles seemed like an eager invitation.

Zhan Qingdong's eyes burned with impulsive flames, and his hot, burning kisses fell all over, leaving marks on her delicate skin.

With his rationality and emotions completely collapsed, he ripped open her fear and pain, merging himself perfectly with her.