Trial Marriage Husband: Need to Work Hard

As soon as they entered the room, An Zihao grabbed onto Chen Xingyan’s wrist and pressed her against the wall, ”Break up, huh?”

”I…”

”You were actually willing to do that?” An Zihao stared into Chen Xingyan’s eyes. ”You’ve always been the one that’s clung to me. For me, you were willing to give up on your acting career? Were you truly willing to do that?”

”Yes,” Chen Xingyan replied. ”You’ve already done too much for me, I don’t want you to shoulder guilt for the rest of your life.”

After hearing this, An Zihao suddenly laughed, ”Should I be laughing at you for being naive? Just because you’re nice, doesn’t mean everyone else in the world is nice. Why should I feel any guilt? The jerk swindled the money away from me. I can’t control what he does with the money. So, why should I feel guilty?”

”You’re the only one that’s so silly as to shoulder the responsibility on my behalf. I’m not going to avoid this matter, but don’t you try to throw it all upon yourself.”

”But, he’s my father…”

”That doesn’t mean you are at fault. What century are we in? Do you still believe that a child should pay for their father’s debt?” An Zihao lifted Chen Xingyan’s chin, not letting her avoid his gaze. ”You should be grateful that you have so many people willing to protect you. Since you are so fortunate, you should enjoy it.”

”So, tell me, do you still want to breakup?”

”Can I still take it back?”

”I can pretend that I never heard a thing,” An Zihao replied.

Chen Xingyan suddenly remembered what Tangning had said earlier about An Zihao drowning his sorrows in wine. This thought made her heart break.

”From now on, don’t take anything I say to heart and don’t drink because of it.”

”I feel like you are always unpredictable. No, to prevent you from suggesting to breakup again, I’ve decided to change a decision I previously made.” After speaking, An Zihao carried Chen Xingyan in his arms, placed her on the bed and pressed his body on top of her.

”You’re heavy…”

”Endure it well. Isn’t this what you always wanted?” An Zihao’s voice deepened. ”Are you allowed to hurt me, but I’m not allowed to hurt you? What kind of reasoning is that?”

Chen Xingyan’s face suddenly turned red as she began to feel An Zihao’s hand lifting her clothes, ”Didn’t you say that I was still young?”

”No matter how young you are, you are mine!” An Zihao lifted Chen Xingyan’s arms, preventing her from retaliating. Afterwards, he lifted her shirt up to her chest as his kisses fell upon her body…