How Could She Have Killed Someone?

After the Lantern Festival, Li Ye's days became more and more comfortable.

Because Beijing University had started its term, little lightbulb Fu Yiruo had been forced to return to the capital with her grandfather Li Zhongfa and the others. In the vast thousand-acre estate, only Li Ye and Wen Leyu remained as masters.

Out here in the wilderness, thousands of miles from home, Li Ye could bully Wen Leyu all he wanted. Even if Wen Leyu shouted herself hoarse, no one would answer.

In just one month, Li Ye had put Wen Leyu through all kinds of nurturing-style training, including but not limited to "lung capacity enhancement training" and "extreme heartbeat tests."

At first, Wen Leyu had been embarrassed and angry, often punching Li Ye whenever she got the chance. But now that their wedding date had been set, after finding resistance futile, she had simply let him have his way.

As long as Li Ye did not pierce through that final layer, Wen Leyu would just blush crimson and endure it meekly.

And since their wedding was set for summer and there were not many days left anyway, Li Ye and Wen Leyu had reached an understanding: he would give her a perfect wedding.

On Saturday night, Li Ye and Wen Leyu enjoyed a candlelit dinner. Then he said, "Go to bed early tonight! Tomorrow, we'll ride to the mountaintop together to watch the sunrise."

"No!"

"Why not? Not going isn't an option! If you don't go tomorrow, I'll smash open your door and drag you out of bed."

"..."

"Are you going to watch the sunrise? All you know is how to misbehave."

Wen Leyu glared at Li Ye and viciously swung her little fist, as if warning him, Try provoking me one more time.

Li Ye looked