I Don't Believe You Unless You Prove It...

"Dream, judging by your reaction, don't tell me you like that Wang Dong'er?"

Even Meng Hongchen was completely dumbfounded and at a loss, yet Xia Yu maliciously refused to let her off, delivering another heavy blow.

In truth, whether Meng Hongchen still liked Wang Dong'er had no real impact on Xia Yu at all.

He did not even care much about that sort of thing.

If they had not happened to run into this situation, Xia Yu would not have bothered with it.

She was just Wang Dong'er. If he wanted to, he could erase her completely from Meng Hongchen's heart at any time.

See? Xia Yu had merely felt like teasing Meng Hongchen and taking the chance to demand some benefits. He had barely put in any effort, yet Wang Dong'er's image in Meng Hongchen's heart had already crumbled by more than half.

It had been effortless, easy as pie.

Some things were like that. They might seem flawless, but as long as one found the right method, they would often collapse on their own without needing to be attacked.

"Brother Yu, what are you talking about? How could I... how could I possibly like Wang Dong... er? We're enemies, and she's a girl. No matter what, I couldn't possibly..."

Hearing Xia Yu bring up the matter of her liking Wang Dong'er, Meng Hongchen no longer had the mind to dwell on her shock.

Alarm bells immediately rang in her head, and her heart leaped into her throat.

If Xia Yu found out that she really had liked Wang Dong'er before, that would be disastrous.

It might even cause the marriage between her and Xia Yu to fall apart completely, separating them for good.

At that thought, Meng Hongchen's heart descended into chaos, faintly prickling with pain.

Although she had indeed been unwilling to marry Xia Yu at first, after spending this period of time with him, she had already decided that he was the person who would accompany her for the rest of her life.

Before she knew it, Xia Yu had already occupied her heart.

She probably would not be able to leave this bastard for the rest of her life. No matter what, she wanted to cling to him.

That was why she did not want Xia Yu to know that she had once liked Wang Dong'er. She did not want it to ruin the relationship they had only just built, creating a rift between them.

"Is that so?"

Xia Yu feigned suspicion as he looked at the flustered Meng Hongchen, raising an eyebrow.

"Dream, why do I feel like you're nervous? Don't tell me you really..."

"No..."

Before Xia Yu could finish speaking, Meng Hongchen interrupted him, still firmly denying that she had ever liked Wang Dong'er.

Yet beneath Xia Yu's unrelenting gaze, she ultimately gave in and lowered her head guiltily.

"Fine, I admit it. I... I did like Wang Dong'er for a period of time, but that was only because I was young and immature, and my judgment wasn't sound."

"I truly don't like her anymore. I've already let it go, Brother Yu. You have to believe me."

As she spoke, Meng Hongchen raised her head to look at Xia Yu. Her eyes fluttered, brimming with sincerity.

Of course Xia Yu believed Meng Hongchen. He was not made of wood; how could he fail to sense the changes in her over this period of time?

But in order to achieve his goal, he could not simply nod and tell Meng Hongchen outright that he believed her.

Xia Yu furrowed his brows slightly and stared directly into Meng Hongchen's eyes. "Really? I don't believe you unless you prove it to me."

As he spoke, Xia Yu lowered his head close to Meng Hongchen's ear and whispered several words to her.

"Ah, that kind of thing... I... I... I..."

The warmth of his breath against her ear had already made Meng Hongchen's entire body stiffen.

But when Xia Yu spoke, Meng Hongchen became even more mortified, her whole face turning scarlet.

"What? Dream, you can't do it? Or are you unwilling?"

Xia Yu whispered again, then naturally wrapped an arm around her slender waist.

Through the soft silk, the pads of his fingers gently rubbed the soft flesh at her waist several times.

"I... I, Brother Yu, what you said is too embarrassing. I really can't do it."

Xia Yu's actions left Meng Hongchen even more flustered. Her voice was now so soft that it could rival a mosquito's buzz.

She wanted to dodge away, but Xia Yu gave her no room to escape. She had nowhere to retreat and nowhere to run.

"This is just a little amusement between husband and wife. Dream, if you aren't even willing to do this, then..."

Xia Yu's voice dropped considerably, carrying a dark undertone.

"I... I, Brother Yu, don't say that. I'll agree, all right?"

Meng Hongchen bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time before finally nodding obediently and agreeing to Xia Yu's request.

"Good, then let's go get ready!"

Xia Yu knew when to stop. Since Meng Hongchen had agreed to his terms, there was no need to keep teasing her.

Otherwise, if it backfired, that would be troublesome.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Yu turned and pulled Meng Hongchen into a luxurious women's clothing store not far from the street.

Judging by how purposeful he was, he had clearly planned this long ago.

Only Meng Hongchen had no idea what he was up to and foolishly fell into his trap.

After entering the clothing store, Xia Yu did not look at prices at all, only styles. As long as he liked something and it suited Meng Hongchen, he immediately had the clerk bring it over.

"Come on, Dream. Go try these on. You'll be able to use them all in the future."

Next, Meng Hongchen half-willingly began trying on dresses and skirts in all kinds of styles.

Pure, sexy, elegant... there was everything. Xia Yu was dazzled by the sight, his eyes gleaming brightly.

And that was not all. After picking out those relatively everyday outfits, Xia Yu took Meng Hongchen to several more private shops.

Meng Hongchen was naturally somewhat resistant at first, but she had already agreed to Xia Yu's request.

In the end, she could only follow Xia Yu with a flushed face, unwillingly selecting clothes with pitifully little fabric.

The clerks in those shops were all shrewd. The moment they saw the situation between Xia Yu and Meng Hongchen, they immediately understood and began enthusiastically promoting their products.

Sure enough, under the clerks' recommendations, Xia Yu really did buy quite a few special-style dresses and skirts that suited his tastes.

As for Meng Hongchen, watching Xia Yu calmly choose those highly provocative intimate garments left her utterly dazed.

Heavens have mercy, she had always received an aristocratic education. When had she ever seen, much less worn, clothes in such special styles?

At that moment, she only felt as though her entire face were about to catch fire. She wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

What do I do? Am I really going to wear those things, and then...

Ah, ah, ah, I can't take this anymore. I... I... I...

In the end, Meng Hongchen did not even know how she walked out of those shops. She only felt as though her soul had drifted far away.

"Brother Yu, can we discuss this? Can we not wear those clothes? And that matter, I..."

Outside the shops, Meng Hongchen finally came back to her senses after a long while.

She looked at Xia Yu shyly and timidly, her eyes filled with pleading.

"No. You already agreed to it. How can you go back on your word?"

Xia Yu pinched Meng Hongchen's scorching cheek and mercilessly refused her.

Then he pulled her along and quickened his pace, wanting to return to the residence as quickly as possible.

Clearly, Xia Yu was already growing impatient.