River and Clouds

Before she met Jian Shichu, Ye Qingci had always been a jinx. After meeting Jian Shichu, the heavens seriously told her there was no such thing as most jinxed, only more jinxed!

She had hardly agreed to Jian Shichu's request to bear him a child, a spitting image of him, and begged to be spared further trouble.

The gentleman just raised an eyebrow, "You're thinking too much! One child is not enough. You need to give birth to at least a whole soccer team!"

Ye Qingci: ...Jian Shichu, why don't you go marry a sow!

Rumors had it that the devastatingly beautiful and rich Seventh Master Jian had no interest in women. It was later that Ye Qingci found out he was just not interested in any woman but her.

Domineering Marriage: Addicted to Pampering Wife

Ye Qingci trembled with pain, "Jian Shichu, what happened to you? What in the world happened?"


"You're not speaking, are you?" Jian Shichu tore her clothes apart, pressed his body against hers, and forcefully bit her lips.


What followed was a relentless and dark punishment.


Ye Qingci truly almost died at his hands, just like he always said in jest.


When the pain became unbearable, she eventually passed out.


When she woke up again, sunlight spread across the room, and Jian Shichu, looking as pale as death, lay on the bed like a harmless child with his eyes closed, resting peacefully.


Ye Qingci ached all over, as if she had been disassembled and then put back together, especially her buttocks, throbbing with pain, swollen as if the skin might split open from the blood swelling at any moment.


Ignoring her own condition, she crawled to Jian Shichu's side and called out softly, "Jian Shichu? Jian Shichu?"


Chapter 155 Heartache_1