Chapter 16: We’re Already Married, Part VII

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After she had moved out of her family home, Tao Yaoyao seldom ran into Tao Zishen again, but this incident had always given Tao Yaoyao lasting psychological trauma.

Because of it, every time she saw this stepbrother, she felt uncomfortable and even a little scared.

Tao Zishen sighed and smiled nicely. “Tao Yaoyao, regarding the marriage with Wan Jiabao, I will talk with my father. I will not let you marry him.”

The atmosphere of this scene was suddenly becoming weird, very, very weird.

Tao Yaoyao rolled her eyes and waved her hands casually. “You don’t need to talk to my father. I’m not going to marry Wan Jiabao. I’m already married.”

“Already married?” His eyes seemed to be burning with raging anger. Tao Zishen was angry, but he forcefully suppressed his anger. “Tao Yaoyao, marriage isn’t child’s play. Stop acting.”

“I’m not acting. We’re really married.”

Tao Zishen looked so fierce. Was he going to hit her? Tao Yaoyao felt panic, and her eyes flashed with fear. She looked toward Feng Zhuo and sent him a distress signal.

But Feng Zhuo didn’t move. With an amused expression on his face, he held the car door open in a nonchalant manner.

Tao Zishen remained silent for a moment. Then he said coldly, “You’re lying.”

“Why would I? I’m not lying. You’re being impossible. If you have to see our marriage certificate before you believe in our marriage, then okay, that’s fine. No big deal. Next time I come to visit, I will bring the marriage certificate with me.”

Looking at her crystal clear eyes, Tao Zishen wanted to rush forward and pull her into his arms. He suppressed the urge and spat out between his clenched teeth, “Tao Yaoyao, divorce him!”

“I won’t divorce him,” Tao Yaoyao replied curtly and definitively.

“Either you divorce him on your own, or I will force you two to divorce,” Tao Zishen threatened.

“Are you out of your mind? Husband, why aren’t you speaking up for me?” Tao Yaoyao didn’t want to deal with Tao Zishen at all. She could no longer allow Feng Zhuo to keep on watching the good show. He had to be dragged onto the battlefield.

Feng Zhuo didn’t let her down. He finally stopped acting aloofly as if it had nothing to do with him.

He stepped over and put his arms around Tao Yaoyao. In his indifferent and domineering eyes, there was a trace of contemptuous ridicule. He appeared cold and arrogant.

He didn’t say a word, but he made Tao Zishen feel a sense of inferiority from the bottom of his heart.

This was the so-called innate domineering presence.

Didn’t she say that he was just a model? Why were his eyes looking at him so contemptuously as if he was a superior person? Tao Zishen was filled with anger, unwillingness to accept the facts, and other complex emotions. “Divorce my sister. Take the money and get lost, or I will ruin you.”

Despite hearing these threatening words, Feng Zhuo didn’t change his expression at all.

He was completely at ease.

He forcibly, yet also gently, stuffed Tao Yaoyao into the car, then turned to face Tao Zishen with the corners of his mouth raised into a slight smile. “Tell me, how much are you willing to pay?”

Tao Zishen thought about it for a while and named a price. “I will pay 1 million.”

“Only 1 million? So your love is that cheap?” With the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking expression, Feng Zhuo narrowed his eyes at him impassively.

After that final comment, he turned and walked to the driver’s seat.

His glance wasn’t that of a brother-in-law toward his older brother-in-law, but toward a love rival. Tao Zishen was stunned for a moment, but then realization dawned upon him. His face immediately became drawn, sulky, and extremely unsightly.

In just a few minutes, the deepest secret in his heart had been exposed.

That man had such venomous eyes and such a cold and arrogant personality.

Was he really just a model?