Gu Xiaozhan watched as this woman threw herself into his arms proactively; she had certainly grasped his intentions.

His method was to teach her a lesson, then spoil her, and after spoiling her, continue to teach her.

She, on the other hand, would admit her mistakes after making them, and her way of admitting was by acting cute. After the act, she’d continue making mistakes.

Endlessly repeating, an infinite loop.

She drank last night, and he was the one who brought her back home. Now realizing her mistake, she’s here to act cute.

"Honey, I had a dream where no matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t find you..." She began to fabricate stories randomly; the key was to make herself sound deeply affectionate, "I was so scared, standing alone between heaven and earth, unable to see you anywhere... Boo hoo... Honey..."

As she spoke, she even squeezed out a few tears, dripping onto the man’s chest.

"Honey, would you ever leave me behind?" She asked him pitifully, with tears welling up, ready to fall but not quite dropping yet, making her irresistibly endearing.

Gu Xiaozhan suddenly lifted her up, sat down on the sofa, and let her lie across his lap.

He landed a slap on her little backside: "Do you know why I’m smacking you?"

"I drank alcohol..." she complained softly.

She had already acted cute, and it wasn’t working?

Could it be that this trick has failed?

"Drinking was certainly a mistake, but I didn’t plan to punish you for it." Gu Xiaozhan’s voice reached her ear unhurriedly. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Huh? Mu Anhan couldn’t believe what he meant, then why the slap?

"Because you think I’d leave you behind." Gu Xiaozhan told her where she’d erred.

Mu Anhan felt like crying without tears, so that tactic was wrong?

If only she had known, she wouldn’t have crafted that script.

So tragic!

The tiny backside could have been spared a spanking, yet she ended up getting hit.

Though the smack didn’t hurt, the process felt excruciating.

"Honey, it was just a dream." Mu Anhan quickly said, "It’s not real. If blame must be attributed, it should be on the dream. In my heart, I definitely don’t think that way. I believe that even if my husband would abandon the whole world, he wouldn’t leave me..."

Noticing the man had stopped saying anything, she quickly took the opportunity to rise, sitting in his embrace, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She cuddled affectionately against him, like two mandarin ducks entwined together.

"Is your stomach okay?" he asked her softly.

Mu Anhan took his large hand and placed it on her stomach, "Last time it was taken care of, and this time even though I drank, it didn’t hurt."

"Is that your reason for drinking?" Gu Xiaozhan shot back.

Mu Anhan defended herself quietly, "You said you wouldn’t pursue the drinking matter."

"I only said I wouldn’t punish you for drinking, not that I wouldn’t pursue it." Gu Xiaozhan raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of authority.

Mu Anhan: "..." This Chinese is so profound; the meanings she understood and he intended were different.

"I also felt fear before getting married, so when Feishuang asked me to accompany her, I did." She immediately admitted her mistake, "But really, I shouldn’t have drunk. I was wrong!"

Her attitude in admitting the mistake was great, yet Gu Xiaozhan still remained silent.

Making her a bit nervous inside, unsure of what else to say.

Actually, Gu Xiaozhan was reminiscing about their pre-marriage days, he was too demanding, insisting on marrying none but her.

And she was stubborn by nature, refusing to marry him.

Perhaps, their marriage in the beginning, wasn’t fear—it was straight-up Purgatory.

Luckily, they’ve both grown now, improved, and know what kind of life they want.