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Lu Tianyang glanced at her. "I'll step out for a moment and come back. Ye Ya, let me tell you, it’s best if you behave. You know what I mean. If you don’t listen, I can do anything."
It was a threat—absolutely a threat. Was there anyone like him? After a while, the jerk indeed came back. "Are you done?"
"Done," Ye Ya shouted at him, her frustration reaching its peak.
Lu Tianyang pulled her into an embrace. "Haven't you been eating well lately? You've lost weight." He could tell just by holding her; she felt lighter than before.
Recently, Ye Ya had been busy with work. The company was just getting off the ground, and there was so much to do that sometimes she missed meal times altogether. By the time she got to eat, she often didn’t even feel hungry.
Ye Ya didn’t say anything, wrapping her arms around his neck, unsure of what to say. What were they even now?
"Lu Tianyang, don’t do this. We’re divorced now. If this gets out, your family will probably come looking for me again, accusing me of seducing you." The word 'seduce' felt utterly unjust; if anyone was doing the seducing, it was him.
"That’s not going to happen. Is there any law that says divorced people can’t date again?" Lu Tianyang laid her down on the bed and noticed her bewildered expression. Hmph, did she really think she could escape from his grasp just because of a divorce?
"Dating? Are you out of your mind?" Ye Ya was stunned. Besides, who agreed to that?
"Let’s sleep. Move over a bit; I want to hold you while we sleep." Lu Tianyang was incredibly shameless, showing no sign of embarrassment at all. Ye Ya hated herself for actually listening to him and shifting over slightly.
"I don’t want to be held."
Lu Tianyang casually grabbed the blanket. "Wife, be good. Let me tell you, if you provoke me again this time, I absolutely won’t take a cold shower; you better watch out."
Had anyone ever been this shameless? Ye Ya was furious and bit down on his hand. Lu Tianyang frowned as he reached over with his other hand to rub her head. "You haven’t changed at all; still love to bite."
Ye Ya released her bite. "Who’s your wife, Lu Tianyang? I’m begging you; I’m no match for you. Can you just let me go?" Faced with this rogue, she felt completely helpless; she couldn’t fight back physically and could only resort to softer tactics.
Lu Tianyang's lips curled into a smile, radiating confidence. "Be good; I just want to hold you while you sleep. If you don't behave, I won't mind doing something else."
With that, he reached out and pulled her into his embrace. The scent of him was unchanged, still familiar and not unpleasant to Ye Ya.
"Lu Tianyang, you're so domineering," Ye Ya remarked as she adjusted herself into a more comfortable position for sleeping.
"Alright, let's sleep. Don't go to the office tomorrow; stay here and rest," Lu Tianyang suggested, thinking that if Zuo Kai couldn't handle such a small matter, he didn't need to keep him around.
"But there are so many things to take care of. You can't restrict my freedom like this," Ye Ya replied, regretting not having moved out sooner. After all, they were divorced; did he really need to have so much control over her?
"Amy will help you sort everything out. As for your factory issues, haven't you said the price hasn't been settled yet? A day or two delay won't be a problem. Besides, Chen Chen just got sick; do you really want to leave her alone at home?"
The last part struck a chord with Ye Ya. In the days she had been away from home, Chen Chen had fallen ill. She couldn't prioritize work over her daughter; all her hard work was meant to ensure a better future for her child.
Lu Tianyang glanced at her, knowing she had taken his words to heart. "Alright, let's sleep now. Try not to move around too much."
"Bastard," Ye Ya muttered under her breath as she closed her eyes, finally feeling the urge to sleep.
Lu Tianyang smiled at her insult. Despite being called a bastard, he hadn't done anything wrong; yet here she was, scolding him. He wasn't worried; she would eventually come around—this woman was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
He took her hand in his, their fingers interlocking tightly. Ye Ya was tired and didn’t push him away; escaping was futile, so she decided not to struggle anymore.
They slept peacefully until dawn. Lu Tianyang looked at her lying in bed and felt a pang of reluctance to get up, especially with an important meeting ahead.
Ye Ya woke up as well and felt a sudden wave of embarrassment, unsure of what to say next.
"You don't need to rush, let me take a look at your foot." Lu Tianyang picked it up and examined it. "Let's change the dressing. If you still feel uncomfortable, call the family doctor to come check on you. I’ll be back tonight to do a follow-up."
"What do you mean you're coming back tonight?" Ye Ya thought to herself. It seemed she would have to endure one more night, and now he was saying he would return.
"I can't rest easy without checking on you. Besides, Chen Chen wants her dad. You might not want to see me, but your daughter does." Using Chen Chen as an excuse was simply perfect; the woman fell silent immediately.
Lu Tianyang unwrapped the bandage and took a look; the wound didn't appear inflamed. He applied some disinfectant and re-bandaged it. "I'll have Guo Ma bring you breakfast shortly. If I find that wound has reopened tonight, you'll know what you've done wrong."
"Why are you so concerned about me? Who asked you to take care of me?" Ye Ya didn't want to talk to him. She hadn't rested well these past few days, and since she couldn't move much anyway, she simply pulled the blanket over herself.
Lu Tianyang ignored her attitude, pulled back the blanket, and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Be good; I'm off to work now. Make sure that skinny little meat of yours comes back."
"Just hurry up and disappear," Ye Ya said, wiping away the drool from her forehead with an impatient expression.
Lu Tianyang indeed left after finishing breakfast. Half an hour later, Guo Ma knocked on the door. "Lady, should I bring breakfast up now?"
"Guo Ma, please bring it in ten minutes," Ye Ya replied. She had already gotten out of bed but realized that the broken glass from last night was still quite sharp. She didn't dare to move around carelessly anymore; after all, she was the one suffering from the injury.
Although she couldn't go to the office, Ye Ya turned her study into her workspace and continued working as usual.
Tao Momo felt anxious because tonight was the night her parents would meet with the Qi family. She was very worried.
"Mo Mo, stay calm; don’t think too negatively. The most important thing is Qi Fan's attitude," Ye Ya said over the phone, sensing Tao Momo's inner turmoil. She understood that some people who considered themselves part of high society looked down on those like them from ordinary backgrounds; standing together felt like lowering their status.
"Okay, I'll keep my cool. If worse comes to worst, I won't marry Qi Fan. By the way, is your foot serious? I can see Lu Tianyang isn't giving up on you."
"Fortunately, whether he lives or dies is no longer my concern. I'm divorced now, feeling light and free." This was true; if possible, she would prefer to interact with Lu Tianyang in this manner. If he thought of Chen Chen, she wouldn't mind.
In the afternoon, Ye Ya took a nap with Chen Chen. When she woke up, a servant came in to inform her that Fu Wan Jing had arrived. Ye Ya was taken aback—what was she here for? Was it another warning?
"Tell Guo Ma that I'm not available to see her. Let her leave," Ye Ya thought. This woman was only here because of Lu Tianyang; she felt there was no need for further conversation. The marriage was over, and if he wanted a man, he could go find him—what did it matter to her?
When Fu Wan Jing heard from Guo Ma that Ye Ya was unavailable, she stormed upstairs in a fit of rage. "Ye Ya, do you have any shame left? How can you still be lounging around here?"
Fu Wan Jing's voice was loud enough to wake Chen Chen, who looked at Ye Ya with displeasure and began to cry.
"Fu Wan Jing, don't scare the child. We've already said we're not seeing you; just leave," Guo Ma said disapprovingly. She didn't like Fu Wan Jing at all; the young master and lady had already been pushed to divorce, and yet she still dared to trouble the lady—this was simply outrageous.
"Guo Ma, how can you support her?" Fu Wan Jing exclaimed, her face a mix of colors from anger.
"Fu Wan Jing, let me say something unpleasant: the lady was legally married to the young master before. You are nothing more than a mistress. You went to great lengths to break them apart; don't you fear retribution? As the saying goes: 'Better to destroy a temple than to break up a marriage.' Whether the lady stays here is up to the young master; what does it have to do with you?" Guo Ma had held back for too long and finally let it all out, feeling quite relieved.
Ye Ya picked up Chen Chen and handed her over to the nanny, instructing her to take Chen Chen into her room.
Stepping out, she sized up Fu Wan Jing. "With you looking like this, don’t even think Lu Tianyang would want you. I wouldn’t want you either; you look like a shrew. Guo Ma is right; I live here now—what’s it to you? This house is under my name."
"Don't get too smug; do you think having a daughter will bind Lu Tianyang to you?"
"Sorry, but I'm not as disgusting as you are. That man's heart isn't with you anymore; yet you keep clinging on. Don’t think that just because Lu Tianyang hasn’t touched you that he would care if you bore him a son. Get out of here! If you step foot in here again, don’t blame me for being rude—this is my home, not the Lu Family's." Ye Ya's presence was much stronger than Fu Wan Jing's; in an instant, Fu Wan Jing was reduced to tears.
Watching her storm out in anger, Ye Ya felt liberated. Now that she was divorced, she had no reason to fear her anymore; she was no longer the Ye Ya who always endured.
She only found out last night that Lu Tianyang, that bastard, had transferred the ownership of Yi Ju Mountain Villa to her name. This was her place now, and she certainly couldn't let anyone run wild here.
"Guo Ma, I'm in a good mood today. Prepare a couple more dishes for dinner to celebrate," Ye Ya said as she limped into the room. What was Fu Wan Jing thinking, scaring her Chen Chen into tears? It infuriated her.
"Alright, I'll have someone prepare it right away. Young Master will be home for dinner tonight," Guo Ma thought to herself, wondering if this was a sign that they were reconciling.
When Lu Tianyang returned, it was just seven o'clock. Ye Ya was in the study, planning how to secure the factory contract. That Manager Ma was truly too much.
"Wife, let me see if your foot is feeling better," Lu Tianyang said as he walked over and turned her chair around.
"It's much better; no need to check," Ye Ya waved her hand dismissively, feeling that it had improved significantly.
Without further ado, Lu Tianyang picked her up and carried her to the sofa. He examined her foot and said, "You're being obedient; it looks much better. Just make sure not to get it wet while bathing tonight."
"Mm, Lu Tianyang, Fu Wan Jing came by this afternoon, but I chased her away. This house is mine now; I've already instructed the doorman not to let her in anymore. If you can't stand it, I’ll move out with Chen Chen tomorrow for some peace and quiet." Ye Ya pulled herself away from his lap.
"Fine, as long as you're happy. Guo Ma has already prepared dinner. Wife, I heard from Guo Ma that you knew I was coming home for dinner and specially asked her to prepare my favorite dishes. I'm really happy about that."
When did this rumor start circulating? She never specifically instructed anything like that.
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