This explanation was hardly convincing. But I didn’t intend to press further. Having known An Jin for over a decade, I knew that if he didn’t want to say something, it was impossible to pry it out of him.
Even my usually stern mother-in-law’s expression softened. Yuan Xiang wandered around the dining table, finally settling under my father-in-law’s legs, contentedly eating the meat bones he occasionally handed over.
The family had not enjoyed such harmonious moments for a long time. At night, An Jin breathed slightly on my shoulder, softly asking if I was truly willing to bear a child for him.
This intimate encounter was not particularly pleasant from a sensory perspective. While his fingers sliding on my body did give me a taste of ethereal pleasure, it was still painful, merely changing from sharp to dull pain. Yuan Xiang even curiously tried to jump onto the bed to observe, causing us quite a bit of panic. Finally, An Jin, breathless, held me in his arms, kissed my lips, and comforted me that things would get better.
Although I didn’t understand whether he meant our relationship or the physical experience, after this, things seemed to become more harmonious in both aspects. Occasional bickering was just playful. He gradually returned home on time, and even when busy, would send someone to inform me.
I almost felt complete.
However, An Jin, the famous playboy of Yan Feng, suddenly transforming into a good husband amazed the people of Yan Feng and bred dissatisfaction among those with ulterior motives.
Like the girl before me.
A maiden of sixteen, with eyes like crescent moons, pale and delicate. Her lotus leaf skirt draped around her, her tiny waist no wider than a grip, making even me want to show some compassion. Unfortunately, she wanted not my pity but my husband’s. Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but want to ruthlessly crush this delicate flower.
I originally didn’t want to attend this meeting, but this delicate flower blocked my path, almost kneeling.
She looked at me with teary eyes, hands gripping a tea cup. “Sister…”
“Call me Madam,” I corrected her.
She bit her lip, her rabbit-like eyes looking aggrieved. “Madam, Mother said you won’t agree to my matter with Master An.”
“That’s correct, I do not agree.”
