Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 133 I Only Draw Portraits

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 I Only Draw Portraits

"Are you cooking for me to curry favor? Woman, even if you cook me a meal, today you’ll still not be allowed to eat, unless you list one of my merits."

He was deliberately forcing An Ruo to write down his merits.

Because he knew, no matter how he tormented her, she would take it all without putting up a fight, which completely failed to suppress her.

Only by making her list his merits would he make her feel unable to accept it, and unable to do it.

She hated him so much that in her eyes, he had no merits at all, which she couldn’t see. Since she couldn’t see, she couldn’t write them out. Even if she could see them, her pride wouldn’t allow her to write them down.

Just right, if she didn’t write, he could find any excuse to punish her.

This method was neither crude nor violent, yet it fully served to suppress her. Tang Yuchen obviously wouldn’t let her off easily, and he was determined to carry this method through to the end!

An Ruo put the food into the plates, turned around with the plates in hand, and bumped into him on purpose, ignoring his words, "All done, you can go eat now."

She set the plates aside, took off her apron, and without glancing at him, walked out of the kitchen and headed upstairs.

Tang Yuchen narrowed his eyes, a devilish curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

Let’s see how long you can remain stubborn, I don’t believe you won’t be hungry and not eat!

The man’s gaze fell on the prepared dishes and he ordered the servant indifferently, "Bring the dishes to the table, I am ready to dine."

"Yes, young master."

To be honest, the food that An Ruo cooked didn’t taste very good, but it was still edible. Tang Yuchen casually ate two bowls before feeling full.

He went upstairs and pushed on An Ruo’s door, which was still locked from the inside. His brow furrowed slightly, and he knocked forcefully a few times.

"An Ruo, open the door."

"Is there something you need?" An Ruo asked him calmly.

"Open the door!" Must there be a reason to look for her?

After a while, the door opened, and she stood at the doorway, not intending to let him in, "Well, what is it?"

Tang Yuchen, pushing against her shoulders, strode in forcefully, his eyes sweeping over the room before landing on her face.

"Always keeping your door locked, I thought you were hiding a man in here."

An Ruo didn’t speak, instead going to the balcony table to sit down, picking up her sketching pencil, and continuing her drawing.

Tang Yuchen came up behind her and seeing the portrait she was drawing, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

"You can paint?"

And quite well at that; on the rice paper, An Ji’s portrait was vividly lifelike. With just a few simple lines, she had captured his essence.

An Ruo lightly responded, an acknowledgment.

It then occurred to Tang Yuchen that she had studied portrait painting in college.

Watching her focus on her drawing, he stretched his long arm from behind her, and suddenly snatched away the rice paper from the table.

"Give it back," An Ruo turned her head, frowning in displeasure.

Tang Yuchen’s lips curled into a faint smile, "Not bad, your skill."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"If you are willing to paint one for me, I might consider allowing you to eat one meal a day."

An Ruo’s expression was indifferent, she naturally rejected him, "I only do portraits of people."

Damn!

Was she implying he was not human?!

Recalling the flaw she had written down, Tang Yuchen pinched her chin, lifted it to look into the depths of her eyes.

"An Ruo, I notice that you’re becoming more and more defiant."

In the past, as long as he didn’t touch her, she was rather compliant before him.

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