Chapter 83 In A While, I Will Tell You Everything You Want to Know
Tan Zheng didn't know if the matter of the night could be considered temporarily settled. Regardless, after Song Ni drank two full bowls of fish soup, she began to feel sleepy. She felt comfortable, and after eating and drinking her fill, she fell asleep without any burden, leaving the remaining trivial matters and emotions for him to handle alone. Tan Zheng carried Song Ni to bed, not daring to move her clothes, for fear that the little ancestor would start making a fuss with him again the next day. He didn't know how to remove makeup, so he just wiped Song Ni's face haphazardly with a wet towel. Not only did it not clean off, but it turned her into a little tabby cat. "..." Although it wasn't very kind, seeing Song Ni in that state, Tan Zheng couldn't help but laugh, and even took a photo as a memento. It was strange, ever since taking that couple photo in the morning, Tan Zheng seemed to have unlocked the meridian of using his phone camera. His long-empty photo album finally began to be filled by Song Ni. This first night of their new marriage, filled with conflict, hardship, and a touch of sweetness, ended with a photo of Song Ni as a little tabby cat. ... When Song Ni woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. Sitting up from the bed, Song Ni rubbed her neck somewhat blankly. Looking down, she saw that she was still wearing the clothes she had worn when she went out yesterday. "..." No wonder she hadn't slept comfortably. Mechanically, she got up and walked to the bathroom. When she saw her face appear in the mirror, Song Ni couldn't help but cry out in surprise. What was going on?! Her eyeshadow was smudged, her eyeliner was blurred, and even her mascara had run! Her eyes were surrounded by black, comparable to a giant panda. She hadn't even removed her makeup! Song Ni quickly washed her face. As the cold water splashed onto her face and the sticky feeling was washed away, the memories of last night surged back like a tide. It was about how she, emboldened by alcohol on the mountaintop, had tested Tan Zheng and been rejected. It was about how she, drunk and unconscious, had fallen asleep on the sofa while Tan Zheng watched her the whole time. It was about how Tan Zheng wanted to make her hangover soup and she had started to get angry. It was about how she had almost destroyed half the kitchen before finally enraging Tan Zheng. It was about how she had inexplicably calmed down and become exceptionally obedient to Tan Zheng. It was about how she had been tempted by Tan Zheng to call him "husband" just to drink the soup he made. ... She remembered it all. Song Ni's expression was now even uglier than before she washed her face. How could she have done such a foolish thing? Song Ni frowned in annoyance, biting her lip. She didn't have a high alcohol tolerance. When she went out with Qin Yang and others in the past, she would always maintain a proper level of drinking. Last night was arguably the first time she had gotten drunk. Why was she like this when she got drunk? And why did Tan Zheng have to witness it? Song Ni raised her hand and patted her head, muttering to herself. "Why do you have such a good memory?" It would have been better not to remember anything after such an event. "What are you muttering about?" Song Ni was startled and turned to see Tan Zheng leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. She couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Do you walk without making a sound?" His eyebrows arched. "Are you too engrossed, remembering what happened last night?" Song Ni: ... Why was this scoundrel smiling so happily? "No." Tan Zheng didn't expose her. He leisurely took out his phone and began playing the video he had recorded yesterday. "Kiss me." "Husband." "So delicious!" "Husband, you're so good." "Is this okay? Mwah!" "..." Song Ni: ... "Are you a pervert?" Song Ni's face turned red with embarrassment. She never expected Tan Zheng to be so wicked, actually recording it. She stepped forward, trying to snatch Tan Zheng's phone, but the man was tall and long-legged. He raised his arm, and Song Ni couldn't reach it. "Giving yourself to me so early in the morning?" The posture did indeed look like she was throwing herself at him. Song Ni was exasperated. "How can you be so thick-skinned?" Her throwing herself at him? Tan Zheng saw that her eyes were clear and knew she remembered last night's events. He turned off his phone, and the bathroom returned to silence. He said, "Song Ni, in a while, I will tell you everything you want to know." Song Ni's eyes flickered. She withdrew her hand, looked away, and continued to wash her face in front of the mirror. "What do I want to know? I don't want to know anything." Tan Zheng stared at her for a while, then raised an eyebrow. "Really? Then who was it that said they wanted to rely on themselves to convince me to tell her everything about the past?" Song Ni: ... Why did this scoundrel Tan Zheng have such a good memory? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Song Ni gave the man reflected in the mirror a huge eye-roll. Tan Zheng found Song Ni's pretense of saying one thing but meaning another incredibly cute. He couldn't help but reach out and mess up her already messy hair, making it even more disheveled, like an unfinished bird's nest. "Slap—" Song Ni unceremoniously slapped away Tan Zheng's hand. This little pain was nothing to Tan Zheng, but this time he acted as if it were a great tragedy. "Ouch, you're already resorting to domestic violence just after getting married?" Song Ni: ... Domestic violence? Could she commit domestic violence against Tan Zheng? If anyone were to be subjected to domestic violence, it would be her. "We can also get a divorce." Song Ni didn't know why she had so lightly uttered those words, but as soon as she finished speaking, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. The scene from last night flashed vividly in her mind again. It seemed... Tan Zheng's anger last night was because she had mentioned divorce. He had even gritted his teeth and warned her to bite those two words to pieces and swallow them. Just a few hours later, she had brought up those two words again. Song Ni pursed her lips slightly and looked up at the man beside her. As expected, upon hearing her words, the smile at the corner of Tan Zheng's mouth disappeared. The man's face was somber, and a storm raged in his deep eyes, but it quickly calmed down. "Divorce?" Tan Zheng sneered. "You say it so easily, Song Ni, do you really want a divorce?" The sarcasm in Tan Zheng's eyes and the sneer at the corner of his mouth made Song Ni's chest feel tight. She had forgotten, Tan Zheng was such a person. A proud son of heaven, arrogant and unrestrained, who rarely took anyone seriously. Didn't she receive such treatment the first time she went to a bar? He was clearly in the shop, and clearly knew she was waiting for him, but he simply wouldn't show up, watching her make a fool of herself from upstairs. It was because Tan Zheng had treated her well enough during this time that she had forgotten his true nature. But having grown accustomed to the helplessness and indulgence in Tan Zheng's eyes, accustomed to his tolerance of her small squabbles, seeing the sarcasm in his eyes at this moment made her feel lost. That kind of gaze, that kind of oppressive force, made it difficult for her to breathe. She couldn't bring herself to say that she really wanted a divorce. She didn't want a divorce. She was just being petulant, just spoiled. She hadn't expected Tan Zheng to care so much about the word "divorce." But then again, if Tan Zheng had the same attitude as her, casually bringing up the word "divorce," she would also be angry. Song Ni fell silent. A stalemate ensued. Song Ni had always been stubborn. She had been angry last night, and although Tan Zheng had said he would tell her everything she wanted to know in a while, the anger she felt was real. Tan Zheng's rejection of her probing last night had shattered her pride. Finally, it was Tan Zheng who broke the silence. He knew Song Ni's stubborn nature too well. "Song Ni." "If you don't want a divorce, you'd better forget those two words." "I don't want to hear them." "If I hear them again, try to bear the consequences." With that, Tan Zheng left the bathroom. After the sound of the door closing echoed, Song Ni suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. (This chapter is finished)