Su Li was accused of peeping, and her thin face instantly turned bright red. She was so angry that her fingers trembled before she could utter a word. “Ji Sang… what nonsense are you talking?!”

“Nonsense? I’m talking nonsense? Why are you so nervous?”

Su Li never expected Ji Sang to engage in such lascivious seduction and still have the audacity to stand there without any shame. She was so furious that her chest heaved violently. “Ji Sang, don’t change the subject. I… what I’m telling you is the important matter! Brother Jian has been studying diligently in seclusion for so many years, and now the most crucial thing for him is to prepare for the spring examination! If Brother Jian fails the exam, then… you’ll be the biggest stumbling block!”

“Before… before Brother Jian had never… never been in bed during daylight…”

Su Li recalled the scene she accidentally witnessed in the morning, with the woman in front of her riding on Brother Jian’s body, moaning in pain and pleasure… She was too embarrassed to complete her sentence.

The Wen Jian she knew had a pure temperament and was diligent in his studies. Whenever she passed by the entrance of the Wen family’s courtyard, she would steal a glance at Wen Jian’s room. She would often see Brother Jian sitting at his desk, studying diligently, with his black hair cascading over his shoulders. Bathed in sunlight, he seemed like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

She had already secretly given her heart to him, silently planning to marry a man like him in the future.

“You said you didn’t peek!” Ji Sang pointed out the key point.

Su Li blushed furiously and felt a pang in her heart as she said, “So what if I peeked?”

She regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth!

Ji Sang’s mind drew six dots, and Su Li’s constant mentions of Brother Jian annoyed her. After a late night of indulgence and a lack of sleep, she was even more agitated. She retorted, “Brother Jian and I are husband and wife. Our private matters don’t concern outsiders like you.”

“But you, a spinster, still peep on others?”

Su Li, taken aback by Ji Sang’s calm expression, became even more furious. “You…!”

Ji Sang interrupted her, “Su Li, do you like Wen Jian?”

In Su Li’s impression, Ji Sang was a meek and submissive person. She never expected Ji Sang to be so straightforward in her speech, openly revealing what was hidden in her heart. Her face turned a mix of blue and red, making her quite a sight.

“Ji Sang… you…”

“If you like him, just like him. Why hide it?”

Su Li was at a loss for words and didn’t know how to respond.

Ji Sang said, “There’s no need to hide your feelings. But Su Li, Brother Jian and I are already married.”

“So what? Even if he’s married, he can divorce. And even if Brother Jian can’t bear to leave you due to soft-heartedness, it’s okay. We can coexist and take care of Brother Jian together.”

“Besides, Brother Jian was forced to marry you!”

Ji Sang was rendered speechless by Su Li’s audacious words. She had no desire to continue the conversation with Su Li. Her expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and her gaze became slightly colder as she fixed it on Su Li.

“Coexist and take care together?”

“Yes!”

A faint hint of mockery escaped Ji Sang’s throat, and she casually said, “That depends on Wen Jian agreeing to marry you.”

She originally intended to discourage Su Li, but she didn’t expect Su Li to become excited and say, “Ji Sang, as long as you don’t interfere, Brother Jian will definitely agree!” Su Li lowered her gaze and revealed a daughter-like coquettishness on her face. She added, “Ji Sang, you can also help me. If things work out, we can even call each other sisters.”

Damn it!

“Sisters”?!

Who the hell is your sister?!

This Su Li has a simple mind. Just a moment ago, she was full of hostility towards me, and now we’re supposed to be sisters?

I can’t believe it!

Ji Sang muttered profanities in her heart. Without even looking at Su Li, she collected the papers and headed back to her own room. What she didn’t say was that she was a soul from the modern era, and the concept of polygamy and concubinage in ancient times contradicted her ingrained belief in monogamy. If Wen Jian dared to marry again, she would definitely leave on her own accord.

The world is vast, and three-legged toads are hard to find, while two-legged men are everywhere. Only someone with a mind full of donkey kicks would share a man with another woman!

Seeing Ji Sang leaving without even looking back, Su Li felt that this woman didn’t understand any manners. In the future, once she married Brother Jian, she would definitely whisper in his ear and get rid of Ji Sang!

But not right now.

Su Li shouted towards the closed door, “Ji Sang, it’s settled then. Don’t back out! As long as Brother Jian agrees…”

Ji Sang slammed the paper she was holding onto the table with a loud noise. She felt extremely agitated in her heart, with one question dominating her mind. Would Wen Jian become like a polygamous stallion from ancient times, marrying many women?

Not now, but what about in the future?

For example, after high school, when he becomes successful… It’s a truth that men with money and power can turn bad, and they haven’t even achieved success yet, but there’s already a little girl coming to challenge her!

Ji Sang was infuriated, but then she found herself ridiculous. Wen Jian was just a fictional character on paper. Why should she care so much?

Perhaps…

What if she returned to her original world one day?!

At the thought of the possibility of going back, Ji Sang’s heart felt as if it was being clenched tightly, causing her unbearable pain and making it hard for her to breathe…

…

In the evening, as the sun was setting, Wen Jian walked towards his home. From a distance, he could see the smoke rising from his own kitchen. He gently touched his chest, a warm smile playing on his handsome face, and his pace quickened unconsciously.

The first thing Wen Jian did when he arrived home was to look for Ji Sang. He thought she might be taking a nap. As he looked around the room, he noticed that the bedding on the bed was slightly disheveled. The orange light of the setting sun shone through the window, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

Wen Jian didn’t see Ji Sang’s figure, so he turned and headed towards the kitchen. Just as his long legs entered the kitchen, he was stopped by Wen Lishi.

Wen Jian paused his steps. “Mother?”

Wen Lishi took Wen Jian’s hand and led him out of the kitchen. She pointed inside and gestured with her eyes, speaking in a hushed tone, “Did you two have a fight?”

Wen Jian was slightly taken aback. “???”

Wen Lishi looked puzzled. “Then why were you in a bad mood this afternoon?”

Wen Jian furrowed his brows and stepped into the kitchen with long strides. “I’ll go see her.”

—

Ji Sang was tending to the fire. Some of the meat that Wen Zheng had cut in the morning had been sold, but there was still some left. Wen Lishi planned to braise it tonight. It had been a while since they had eaten meat, which should have been a happy occasion, but Ji Sang couldn’t muster any enthusiasm and simply focused on tending to the fire.

When Wen Jian arrived, he saw her leaning against her hand, staring blankly at the fire. It wasn’t until he sat down that she slightly came back to her senses and spoke in a dull voice, “You’re back?”

“Yes.”

Ji Sang moved her stiff body slightly and her eyes once again fixed on the flames.

Wen Jian immediately noticed that something was wrong. His brows furrowed slightly, and he took out a bamboo scroll from his chest and handed it to Ji Sang. “This is for you.”

Ji Sang glanced at it from the corner of her eye, puzzled. She asked, “What is this?”

“Open it and you’ll know.”

Ji Sang hesitated for a moment before taking it from his hand. She slowly unfolded it, and her heart skipped a beat. It was…

“A land deed?”

She looked at Wen Jian with clear and astonished eyes.

Wen Jian nodded and said, “Yes, it’s a land deed. I exchanged a pig leg with Li Zheng for a piece of land, right on the empty space east of this house.” His gaze was focused and serious, and a slight smile formed at the corner of his lips. “Ji Sang, how about building a house there?”

Ji Sang froze in place, stammering, “Build a house?”

Wen Jian nodded earnestly, “Yes, a house that belongs to both of us. Although our parents’ house is comfortable enough, we’re already married, and we should have our own house. It would be more convenient…”

Ji Sang’s eyes glistened, completely taken aback that he would think of building a house, a house that belongs to the two of them, and including her in his future. The entire afternoon, she had been sad, thinking he was just a paper person, and that she might return and feel upset…

Ji Sang caressed the bamboo scroll, her eyes fixed on the two characters of the land deed without blinking.

Underneath the land deed were the construction details.

Wen Jian sensed her emotions slowly shifting, and when she had looked at the deed long enough, he asked softly, “Sang Sang, can you now tell me why you were unhappy earlier?”

Ji Sang stiffened slightly and suddenly turned her face. Her dark gaze met his clear and deep black eyes. “I… I wasn’t unhappy.”

“Ji Sang.”

Ji Sang averted her gaze, slowly rolled up the land deed with her fingers, and then looked back at Wen Jian. She said, “Wen Jian, can you promise me one thing?”

Wen Jian clenched his back teeth. “I’ll promise you anything you ask.”

Ji Sang had six thoughts crossing her mind. “I haven’t said it yet.”

Wen Jian reached out and pulled her into his embrace, leaning his head close. His lips pecked hers, brushing lightly against them, and his dark eyes gazed at her. He then lowered his head and kissed her again, his lips very close to hers, emitting a faint warmth that brushed against her face. His voice was hoarse and particularly pleasing to hear.

“You can say it, I’m listening.”

Just listen, why did he have to kiss her, making it hard for her to think clearly? Her mind suddenly flashed back to the scene where he had pleasured her to climax right here. Her mind heated up, and she said, “Wen Jian, in this lifetime… you can only pleasure me.”

Wen Jian’s breath suddenly became heavy, and his black eyes stared at her intensely, filled with an intense heat.

Ji Sang suddenly realized what she had said and had the urge to bite her tongue off.

Ah!

She meant to say that he should only marry her in this lifetime!

…