Was He Really Wrong?

The women around him all looked at Dan Heng with fervent eyes.

They struck alluring poses, desperately tugging down their clothes at the shoulders to reveal more snowy-white skin and deep cleavage.

The entire room was filled with tantalizing spring scenery and heavy sensuality.

Dan Heng actually found it a little unbearable. This was hardly any enjoyment for him.

He frowned slightly, his attitude somewhat resistant.

His cool, aloof aura made those women only dare linger around him, not lay their hands on him.

Although he did not yet have much awareness of being a husband, he vaguely felt that staying here any longer seemed likely to cause even more problems.

If San Yueqi had not come to mind, he would have turned around and left immediately.

But since he was here, he had to say something.

These women appeared passionate and bold, but in truth, many of them were lost and confused.

"Handsome, do you have something you want to say? Don't worry, whatever you say, we'll agree to it!"

"Right, right, right! As long as you're here, you can do whatever you want. We'll satisfy you! You won't need to spend even half a Copper Soul Coin here!"

"We'll all listen to you!"

"..."

Seeing that Dan Heng had something to say, the women hurriedly voiced their positions one after another.

Just looking at Dan Heng was a kind of pleasure for them!

In his human form, Dan Heng had short black hair, a touch of red eyeshadow, skin as warm and smooth as jade, and a handsome, elegant bearing with a classical air.

His aura was not domineering. Though he seemed cold, he was instead the sort who made people want to protect him, especially women.

Dan Heng fell silent for a moment before speaking.

"Do not be burdened by your past lives. You are yourselves. The shackles of the past cannot imprison you..." Dan Heng recalled his own past insights, hoping to strike a chord with the women.

If he could help even one woman escape her confusion, it would be a good deed.

"Mhm, mhm, mhm!"

"Handsome, you're absolutely right! I'll write it down right now. Or how about you write it down for me? What do you think about writing it here?" One woman pulled open the clothes over her chest, exposing a broad expanse of fair skin.

The women around her laughed and scolded playfully. Looking at those treasures larger than cantaloupes, they could not help feeling inferior.

"..." Seeing this, Dan Heng's brows furrowed even deeper. He had still overestimated his own ability with words.

Sure enough, since he did not do this sort of work, he had no particular talent for it.

With a sigh, Dan Heng rose to leave.

"Do not let the shadows of the past envelop you. Though you may have had past lives, your future is written by yourselves."

That was the last thing Dan Heng said. Whether he could awaken a few of them, or none at all, was beyond his power to change.

After all, while he did not want to cause trouble for others, he was not exactly a warmhearted person either.

He liked San Yueqi's personality, but that did not mean he wished to become someone like her.

"What lovely words. So my husband actually has such eloquence. But why have you never said them to me?" A self-mocking voice rang out.

There was clearly no chill in it, yet upon hearing it, the women around him all shuddered.

This was far more terrifying than a woman barging in screaming and fighting like a shrew.

Everyone turned to look, only to see a silver-haired woman carrying a lunchbox walking toward them.

Anyone who worked in this line of business had to be at least somewhat good-looking.

Yet the moment Gu Yuena entered, her beautiful bare face, untouched by cosmetics, outshone all those gaudy women.

Against her, the other women seemed like a pack of demons and monsters.

They could not help lowering their heads. As women, they had been utterly crushed.

They all backed away. No one dared speak or provoke Gu Yuena in her current state.

Even though Gu Yuena still wore a proper smile.

"..." Dan Heng was slightly stunned, and an inexplicable panic suddenly rose in his heart.

With his strength, Gu Yuena could not pose the slightest threat to him.

Moreover, they were not truly husband and wife, so she had even less right to criticize any of his actions.

Yet when he saw the false smile on Gu Yuena's face, he still could not remain calm.

"You're here?" Dan Heng's expression was open and composed.

After all, he had not truly come here to spend money. He had merely suddenly thought of San Yueqi and wanted to see how she might have acted, using this method to remember an old friend.

Though the result did not seem to have accomplished much...

"My husband probably thinks that since he did not actually do anything, he can feel perfectly justified, right?"

Gu Yuena spoke again with a smile.

Her eyes narrowed into slits, concealing all her emotions behind them.

Although Dan Heng had not even touched those women, keeping her from completely breaking down, she still could not bear the grievance.

Was she really that inadequate as a wife?

She had clearly worked so hard to become a qualified wife, yet Dan Heng seemed never to have truly looked at her.

He merely treated her as a familiar stranger.

Their relationship had never progressed. Even when she took the initiative to test the waters, Dan Heng always turned a blind eye.

Under such circumstances, Dan Heng entering the red-light district was the last straw that broke the camel's back, as well as the fuse that ignited Gu Yuena's emotions.

What was even harder for her to say was that she knew full well this marriage had been something she forced upon him.

She had watched Dan Heng for years, watching him live his life step by step, working steadily at the library, cooking at home, reading, growing vegetables—calm and leisurely.

But that was all her love, and love was not guaranteed to receive an equal response. Dan Heng had no obligation to return her feelings.

She was the one who had made the mistake. She knew that perfectly well, but did that mean she was not even allowed to feel wronged?

Dan Heng fell silent. Looking at Gu Yuena, he saw that the beautiful woman's eyes had reddened slightly.

It was like a celestial maiden from the heavens had suddenly acquired human emotions, creating a sense of unreality.

"I..." Dan Heng had only uttered one word.

Gu Yuena gave a soft laugh, but it was not a pleasant smile. The corners of her lips did not lift as she stuffed the lunchbox into Dan Heng's hands. "Husband, drink it while it's hot. Don't let yourself go hungry at noon..."

With that, she turned and hurried away.

The dangerous aura surrounding Dan Heng suddenly transformed into an inexplicable tenderness.

The women around them also noticed Gu Yuena's change.

Previously, she had been a volcano on the verge of eruption. Now, she was a melting Ice Mountain.

She no longer carried any oppressive force. Instead, she made them feel sympathy for her.

Gu Yuena's figure disappeared from sight. Dan Heng lowered his head and glanced at the lunchbox in his hands. Was this his lunch?

He lifted the lid, and steam billowed out along with the rich fragrance of chicken soup.

There were no bizarre "creative touches" that would make one's vision go dark. It was simply a very fragrant chicken soup, seemingly carrying the taste of love.

"..." Dan Heng gently touched his chest. It seemed he really had not thought things through.

In the alley.

Zhao Wuji slowly climbed to his feet. Every part of his body not covered by clothing hurt.

Yet from the outside, he did not have a single injury.

But having passed out from pain three times made him deeply realize that this was no dream.

"Ma Hongjun..." Zhao Wuji nearly forced those three words out through clenched teeth, filled with boundless fury!