Chapter 17: Once the Arrow Is Loosed, There’s No Turning Back

Song Qingtian shot Ling Hanyu a cold glance. “I simply can’t understand what you’re saying.”

With that, she turned on her heel and headed straight for the Bedroom, completely ignoring the man in the hallway who looked as though he’d just been smudged with charcoal.

“Hmph, this woman—her tactics are getting more and more sophisticated every day.”

Without hesitation, Ling Hanyu walked straight into the Bedroom.

When Song Qingtian emerged from the shower, she saw him staring at her, making her skin crawl. Instinctively, she zipped up her clothes tighter.

Although she knew full well that the male lead hated her, Song Qingtian was also acutely aware of men’s inherent flaws. So after her shower, she deliberately put on a tracksuit over her pajamas.

Song Qingtian didn’t want to have anything to do with Ling Hanyu, so she went straight to the wardrobe, grabbed a blanket, folded it into a long strip, and placed it down the middle of the bed.

“Ling Hanyu, this is the boundary between us—neither of us is crossing it.”

Ling Hanyu raised an eyebrow and asked coldly, “What do you mean?”

“I know you don’t believe me, but this time I’m serious. As soon as Mom and Dad leave, we’ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a Divorce.”

Song Qingtian’s words felt like needles piercing his heart, causing excruciating pain.

Ling Hanyu suddenly felt an inexplicable rage. When he wanted a Divorce, she absolutely refused; now she keeps bringing up divorce at every turn—what did she think he was?

The anger in his heart flared up in an instant. He grabbed Song Qingtian and threw her onto the bed, shouting, “Song Qingtian, stop testing my patience again and again!”

“Ugh…” Before Song Qingtian could even react, Ling Hanyu had already sealed her breath, raining down wave after wave of scorching kisses.

Song Qingtian struggled with all her might to push Ling Hanyu away, but she couldn’t budge him in the slightest; instead, he pinned both her hands against the headboard with one hand.

At that moment, Song Qingtian deeply resented her own weakness and helplessness. The power imbalance between men and women was glaringly obvious.

Ling Hanyu hadn’t really intended to do anything to her—he just thought she was being too noisy and wanted her to shut up.

But then he clearly realized that her resistance was genuine, not some feigned act of submission. She truly didn’t want him touching her.

This realization instantly wounded Ling Hanyu’s masculine pride.

Why?

She was his wife, and it was only natural for him to expect her to fulfill her marital duties.

Wasn’t this exactly what she’d always wanted?

He was merely fulfilling her wish.

Tears streamed down Song Qingtian’s face. Was she really going to be forced to lose herself today?

Thinking about the tragic fates of the original owner—abortion, car accidents, and falling into a Vegetative state—could it be that she, too, would ultimately be unable to escape her destiny?

No, she didn’t want to die.

“Ouch…” Ling Hanyu released Song Qingtian’s lips in pain, because she had bitten him hard.

“Ling Hanyu, you bastard! You’re shameless! Let me go!”

“Song Qingtian, cut the act. Isn’t this exactly what you’ve always wanted? Haven’t you always hoped to have another child? Now, who are you trying to impress by playing the chaste, virtuous woman?”

“I didn’t! I didn’t… Ling Hanyu, I don’t like you anymore! Please let me go—I’m begging you!”

“Once the arrow is loosed, there’s no turning back. If you regret it now, it’s too late!” Ling Hanyu didn’t slow down in the slightest as he began to undress Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian struggled frantically, crying out, “Ling Hanyu, you son of a bitch! I hate you!”

Despair filled Song Qingtian’s heart—she didn’t know what to do.

Suddenly, Song Qingtian caught sight of the ashtray on the nightstand. With a desperate struggle, she inch by inch, just a little bit more…

Finally, she reached it!

“Clang!” The sound of the ashtray hitting her head rang out especially loudly in the quiet night.

Ling Hanyu finally stopped what he was doing, his eyes blazing with fury.

“Song Qingtian, you really hate it when I touch you? Fine—then don’t regret it! Don’t ask me for anything ever again!”

Ling Hanyu’s eyes were bloodshot as he rose in a furious huff and stormed off to the Study.

Watching Ling Hanyu walk away, Song Qingtian suddenly felt a strange sense of relief. Filled with fear, she locked the door behind him.

Only after making sure there was no danger did Song Qingtian collapse onto the bed, sobbing bitterly. She missed her dad so much—she just wanted to go home.

After who knows how long, perhaps exhausted from crying, Song Qingtian finally fell into a deep sleep.

End of Chapter 17: Once the Arrow Is Loosed, There’s No Turning Back