Can We Say No to Divorce?
Chapter 242 - 156: The Madman

Chapter 242: Chapter 156: The Madman

Zheng Tong had a bit to drink, but she was far from drunk!

She was cornered by this man, and the dense spray from the showerhead also fell on both her and him.

His home pajamas were already drenched, but she was without... clothes...

"Duan Feixun, what are you going crazy about?" Zheng Tong glared, "Get out!"

Duan Feixun’s eyes were fixed on her: "Why do you keep going to Jiaoyang Club?"

"I’ve been going there before I got married!" Zheng Tong huffed.

"That counts as seeing an old lover!" Duan Feixun tightened his grip.

Zheng Tong also looked at him: "Yes, I gave my first time to an old lover, the night we got married was just patching up that layer!"

Whatever angers him, she would just say it—better to anger him to death!

Duan Feixun humphed: "Too bad, you’ll never see him again!"

Zheng Tong’s complexion changed: "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what it sounds like!" Duan Feixun said mysteriously.

Zheng Tong found it strange that the four men disappeared as soon as they showed up, "So it was you who meddled! Duan Feixun, you really are a despicable person, those people were earning a legitimate income, who are you to stop them from working at Jiaoyang Club?"

She and Song Ziyu were regulars at Jiaoyang Club, both women always generous with money, though they never required special services, just accompanying them for drinks occasionally.

But Duan Feixun made them disappear!

Zheng Tong got angry just thinking about it, what right did he have to intrude into her life, into her social circle!

So, she picked up a glass cup from the bathroom and threw it at Duan Feixun!

Duan Feixun dodged, and after avoiding it, the glass cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Zheng Tong was still angry, was it necessary for Duan, the lawyer, to be so petty over just a bartending waiter?

So, she grabbed another cup and threw it: "Duan Feixun, get out!"

Moreover, in this marriage, although not based on love, being fundamentally based on equality, Zheng Tong naturally could yell and scream at him!

Even kick him out of bed after having her way with him!

Duan Feixun was also a man who esteemed himself above all!

Or else he wouldn’t still be unmarried in his thirties!

He always disliked much younger girls, felt there was a generation gap, and fundamentally couldn’t make some things clear.

He didn’t like the idea of an old bull grazing on tender grass!

His agreeing to marry Zheng Tong was simply because she was also a mature woman, both in mind and body!

However, he didn’t expect that this woman, after drinking, would act rashly!

When she was sober, she was still very reasonable.

"Like to get physical?" Duan Feixun caught her second cup and then set it aside.

Zheng Tong took a towel from the side, wrapped it around herself, and then attempted to leave.

However, she didn’t see the glass shards she had thrown on the floor, and just as she was about to step on them, Duan Feixun scooped her up in one arm.

His balance faltered, and he supported himself with one hand.

His palm instantly bled...

By now, Zheng Tong’s intoxication had also faded, and she hadn’t expected him to protect her like this!

Zheng Tong tried to get up from his arms, Duan Feixun said in a low voice, "Don’t move!"

Zheng Tong looked at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Then she noticed a problem, her towel had fallen, and now in his arms, she was almost...

Zheng Tong and he had been together twice.

The first time was with the help of drugs.

The second time was out of emotion.

This third time, was it also out of emotion?

He would rather injure himself to protect her.

Just as she was about to get down from his arms, Duan Feixun scolded, "It’s all glass shards, why are you getting down?"

This was just a wrong beginning!

Although it was a wrong beginning, she hoped the process would be beautiful, and the end even more so.

"What do we do now?"

Duan Feixun’s palm was also in pain. After all, a bunch of broken glass shards had embedded into his flesh—who wouldn’t hurt?

Duan Feixun hadn’t expected that, living for over thirty years, he would go to such lengths for a woman!

"Stand on my legs, grab the shower head, and wash these glass shards to the side," Duan Feixun said.

Zheng Tong then stood up, hurriedly picked up the towel from the floor—even though it was wet, she wrapped it around herself, and then stood on his legs.

"Are you trying to kill your husband..." Duan Feixun winced, now he was in pain everywhere!

Zheng Tong gave him a glare!

She reached for the shower head above and then washed the glass shards to the side.

Out of anger, Zheng Tong threw the shower head, spraying all the water onto Duan Feixun’s face, forcing him to look!

She then jumped down from his legs and walked out; with no more glass shards on the floor, her feet would not be injured.

Duan Feixun wouldn’t let her leave, so using his other uninjured hand, he grabbed the shower head and charged at Zheng Tong, and for a moment, both of them were drenched as if they had just been fished out of water.

Thereafter, he cornered her, and looking at her like a beautiful damsel who had just walked out of a pool, he gazed at her.

The hormones between men and women were surging in this unusual environment of the bathroom.

Zheng Tong also gazed back at this man, his hand occasionally dripping blood, yet his face, drenched with water, carried a rare tenderness.

Talking about romance now seemed too pretentious.

Zheng Tong suddenly said, "Your hand is bleeding, let’s go, I’ll dress it for you once we’re outside!"

She pulled Duan Feixun’s hand, using the shower head to wash the glass shards out of his palm, then looked and said, "Some tiny shards are deeply embedded. I’ll go to my car and get my first aid kit, and you walk out by yourself."

She walked out and put on a set of pajamas, then took the car keys and opened the car trunk.

As a doctor, she always kept some basic medicines in the car, and by now she was completely sober!

When Zheng Tong came back with the medicine box, Duan Feixun was still at the bathroom door.

"What’s wrong?" she approached.

"My hand hurts, and I can’t change clothes, they’re all wet!" Duan Feixun said.

Zheng Tong went and fetched his pajamas from the room, "Here, take these and don’t get my floor wet. You could handle the shower head just now, don’t tell me you can’t change clothes!"

Seeing that she was sober, Duan Feixun looked at her and then, in front of her, changed out of his soaked clothes.

Zheng Tong averted her gaze, then opened the medicine box.

Duan Feixun came over and sat on the sofa, while she took tweezers and a magnifying glass, meticulously locating tiny particles on his palm.

It’s undeniable, a woman focused on her work exudes an immense charm!

This was what Duan Feixun felt was the difference between mature women and little girls!

They have their own jobs, working as competently as men!

Thus, they stand on the same level as men, always ready to challenge them.

But, he liked such mature and independent women.

Zheng Tong removed all the shards from his palm and then said, "Still, we should check this at the hospital!"

"But you are a doctor!" Duan Feixun looked at her, "I trust you!"

"I am a dentist!" Zheng Tong gave him a look, "Didn’t you see how clumsy I was just now? What if it gets infected and you lose a palm?"

"You’d take care of me for a lifetime!" Duan Feixun joked!

"Dream on!" Zheng Tong snorted, "I certainly won’t be grateful for today’s events; I’d rather have been the one to fall on the broken glass!"

Duan Feixun gave her a glance and said nothing, letting her disinfect and bandage his wound.

After Zheng Tong finished bandaging him, she said, "Duan Feixun, this is the kind of person I am! Heartless! Get out of my room!"

"Understood!" Duan Feixun stood up, "That’s fine, I’m also known as the heartless bad lawyer, so we do have something in common!"

Zheng Tong: "..."

Duan Feixun then left the room.

Zheng Tong looked around the room at the shards of glass and blood on the floor.

As a doctor, seeing blood was a very common occurrence.

But, he is her husband!

Husband? Even though it’s just a legal term, Zheng Tong still felt a jolt in her heart.

She thought they could each lead their own spectacular lives, but why could she no longer hold on to her original stance amidst life’s little erosions?