Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 114 Zhou Gangxun's skills are quite good.

Ruan Zhijuan had no idea what Zhou Gangxun was thinking. He was being kissed in a daze, and he felt as if summer had returned tonight, which was why people were so hot, but the fan had already been put away.

He could only watch helplessly as streams of hot sweat flowed down his skin and onto the sheets.

Ruan Zhijuan was unaware that she was about to escape.

Lacking specific details, he simply assumed that Zhou Gangxun was old and had finished in a short while.

So, they had another, fairly pleasant one.

Moreover, Zhou Gangxun's skills were quite good; he didn't feel any pain at all.

Now it's our daily kissing time.

Zhou Gangxun covered his ears with his palms, and all Ruan Zhijuan could hear in his mind was the sound of kissing, a sound that was similar to wet, hot, and sticky, which went straight into his heart and body.

The buzzing sound, seemingly from nowhere, made his heart clench and pound.

Ruan Zhijuan felt like a piece of ice cream, about to be melted by her husband's warmth.

"My heart is beating so fast," Zhou Gangxun said, his voice hoarse and slightly breathless.

Looking at the large hand with its clearly visible heart veins and slight calluses, Ruan Zhijuan realized once again that the diamond in the ring was indeed very large, even larger than her BB wife's.

"Because of me," Zhou Gangxun added.

"Zhou Gangxun, are you deaf again?" Ruan Zhijuan touched Zhou Gangxun's earlobe with her fingers.

When his hearing was bad, he spoke like this, with broken words and sentences. Tomorrow... I'll take him to see a doctor.

However, this meant that Ruan Zhijuan had no choice but to keep her eyes fixed on Zhou Gangxun.

Zhou Gangxun's eyes were so intense, staring straight at him as if trying to pierce through him, causing him to experience a strange, slight pain, as if he were being burned by fire.

It's like watching an animal documentary and being stared at by a giant black python—your legs go weak, your heart races, you feel weak and exhausted… like you're about to die.

Ruan Zhijuan felt that she might have another nightmare, in which she would be swallowed by Zhou Gangxun.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem like a nightmare after all.

If the terrifying black python in my dream looks like this now.

Zhou Gangxun, naked, is a very striking person.

……

At 00:52, Ruan Zhijuan confirmed three things: First, he might be a lecherous person.

Secondly, Zhou Gangxun is the same whether he is not wearing clothes or wearing a suit.

Third, his isn't bad-looking, well, it's acceptable.

……

Three o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Gangxun kissed her to sleep and then looked at the last bill in Ruan Zhijuan's diary in the living room.

It's more of an emotional backlash, a feeling of helplessness.

There are some things he can't ask Ruan Zhijuan. Asking her if her parents didn't love her in her past life, or if they suffered a lot, would only cause her further harm.

By his time, his wife's previous life had already ended, and he couldn't do anything to change it, so he could only fabricate a useless dream.

His wife must have been so helpless in her past life.

They were starving and freezing, and in the end, they sold him for a sum of money.

The issues from that time were not resolved, and the emotions were not properly addressed. They would be brought up again and again, accompanying his wife throughout her entire life. During the nineteen years he accompanied her as the system, he clearly saw how timid and cautious his wife was.

Just thinking about it made Zhou Gangxun feel as if his heart was being torn apart and stabbed.

Ha, he's no good either.

Zhou Gangxun raised his hand and slapped himself twice. He remembered that when Ruan Zhijuan was hospitalized for an allergic reaction, he had said, "Even if you were sold, no one would want you."

He did it maliciously, telling Ruan Zhijuan that nobody wanted him, so she shouldn't sell herself or run away with someone.

"Slap, slap..." Two more slaps, and Zhou Gangxun's lip was cut.

He can't get over what he said, or what his wife experienced in her past life.

His wife is so obedient, too obedient. No one, and no one should, treat such an obedient person like this.

Zhou Gangxun took a deep, sullen breath, wiping away the blood from the crack at the corner of his mouth. He'd continue hitting her tomorrow; if he did, his wife would probably notice. He was already thinking of something to distract him, otherwise he'd probably go to the kitchen, grab a knife, and stab himself.

He found Kuang Yehai's body, which had sunk into the sea, dismembered it, and captured his soul, decreeing that he would never be reincarnated.

He would keep the bankrupt Ruan family under his surveillance, giving them a glimmer of hope only to extinguish it, repeating this cycle over and over. He would watch them live in fear and suspicion, spending their remaining six months in constant anxiety. After six months, when they were pursued by loan sharks, he would decide whether to pay off their debts with their organs or sell them off.

This is what they deserve.

Zhou Gangxun swallowed hard and sent a message to Huo Wenyong: "[Find out from the Ruan couple where the child was taken from back then, and information about the child's parents.]"

Not long after the message was sent, Huo Wenyong called, "You're up at three in the morning, just to tell me this?"

Zhou Gangxun checked the time: 3:24. "Then why are you still replying to me?"

Huo Wenyong's voice was a little hoarse on the other end of the phone, with a nasal tone that sounded like he hadn't slept well, "I... got up to go to the bathroom."

Then another man's voice came through, "Are you sure you don't need my help? You can see what's behind you?"

"..." Zhou Gangxun paused for a moment, then asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to find a wife?"

Huo Wenyong immediately replied confidently, "She's my wife, of course she's my wife. She's just a bit taller and stronger, but otherwise she's just like your wife. She's beautiful too, what's the problem?"

It's unclear whether he was bragging about finding a wife or something else entirely.

As Huo Wenyong spoke, he muttered to himself as if in doubt, "How could she not be my wife?"

He cleared his throat. "Ahem... I... I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I can't explain it to you. It's just about not killing the Ruan family. Do you want to ask about your wife? Okay, I'm hanging up. My wife is waiting for me."

Zhou Gangxun stared at the end of the call on his phone screen. Had he been scammed?

He sent a message: "[Wenyong, we call women who look down on others 'wives'."]

After sending the message and receiving no reply, Zhou Gangxun switched to his memo app and crossed out another city based on the text message he had received while in a coma.

As he earned more money, he began to investigate Ruan Zhijuan's parents and relatives. He had already published articles in the newspapers and filed a complaint in Hong Kong, and sent people to look for them. There were also people investigating in several nearby cities.

Finding him is only the first step; once found, it's also necessary to determine whether his wife's biological parents loved him.

If he doesn't love her, Zhou Gangxun wouldn't mind paying a sum of money and spending some time teaching his biological parents how to love Ruan Zhijuan responsibly.

Whether it was genuine or feigned, all he cared about was that those people loved his wife.

Don't give yourself away at all.

If they can't do it, lock them up and teach them again and again until they can do it, then release them.

Zhou Gangxun slowly raised his eyes and looked into the bedroom. His wife was wrapped in a blanket like a small hill on the bed, with only her head showing. She was sleeping soundly.

He can't let his wife know about these dark thoughts, or she'll be afraid of him.

His wife's life is destined to be happy and fulfilling.