Chapter 55.3

It seems that all straight men have the same taste.

Zhang Mian had originally planned for them to go karaoke after dinner, but the elderly couple needed to leave, and Song Chaowen and Shen Li had things to do as well. In the end, it was just Meng Zhengrong, Xu Yuan, and Zhang Mian standing at the restaurant door.

“Why don’t the three of us go sing? Let’s invite Fatty along,” Zhang Mian suggested.

Meng Zhengrong quickly shook his head, “We have family matters to deal with at home too.”

Zhang Mian sighed, “Alright then, I’ll head out first.”

After Zhang Mian left, Xu Yuan followed Meng Zhengrong to the parking lot, asking, “What family matters do we have to deal with?”

Meng Zhengrong shot her a glance but didn’t respond. After helping her fasten her seatbelt, he said slowly, “For example, does someone telling me a lie count as a family matter?”

Xu Yuan chuckled awkwardly, “What do you mean? I lied to you?”

“Didn’t you?” Meng Zhengrong scoffed lightly. “While I was present, you looked at him at least ten times, especially when you walked in. Your eyes were practically glued to him!”

Meng Zhengrong couldn’t tolerate it any longer!

Even he didn’t know whether he was angrier about Xu Yuan looking at another man or more upset about her lying to him; his emotions were in a turmoil.

So what if he was being petty? He had every right to be angry! Nothing anyone said would make a difference!

Xu Yuan leaned closer to Meng Zhengrong, hugging his arm and even rubbing her face against his, trying to appease him. “It’s not that serious; it was my first time seeing a celebrity, so I was a bit excited.”

Giving him an inch and he took a mile; this saying perfectly described Meng Zhengrong.

Upon hearing her, his expression worsened. “First time? Isn’t Yu Yu a celebrity?”

“…Hey, don’t say that,” Xu Yuan said, shaking his arm again.

Unfortunately, Meng Zhengrong was on cloud nine. “Haven’t you seen enough of him on TV? He’s handsome?”

Xu Yuan had intended to comfort Meng Zhengrong, but he was becoming more difficult to handle. She slowly lost her smile, pushed him away, and sat up straight. Looking at him, she said, “I like Song Chaowen. I’m his fan. So what?”

Meng Zhengrong glared angrily, “So you admit it!”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Then are you saying you lied?”

Xu Yuan rolled her eyes at him, “Why would I lie? Isn’t it just because I was afraid you’d get jealous for no reason? Did I say anything about your following Ji Qingming on Weibo? Are you only allowed to like actresses, and I can’t like a male actor?”

“I accidentally followed her with a slip of my finger!” Meng Zhengrong pulled out his phone. “Look for yourself, I’ve already unfollowed her!”

“Following someone doesn’t mean you like them, and not following someone doesn’t mean you don’t like them. If you hadn’t searched for her news, how could you have accidentally followed her? Why didn’t you accidentally follow Guo Degang instead?”

Meng Zhengrong laughed in frustration, “You’re really something. Now you’re turning it back on me, huh?”

“Not as skillful as you, the president of a company, who’s jealous just because his wife is a fan of Song Chaowen. Isn’t that embarrassing? Are you going to forbid me from liking anyone else?”

No matter if it’s a married couple or a romantic relationship, when an argument escalates, they often forget the original reason, and it usually isn’t about the initial conflict anymore.

“Did I say you can’t like anyone? You could have just said you liked Song Chaowen from the beginning instead of pretending not to like him.”

Xu Yuan retorted, “Isn’t it because you’re petty?”

Meng Zhengrong felt a rush of anger, and he pressed the gas pedal, driving out of the parking lot.

The two of them didn’t speak during the ride.

Meng Zhengrong had his reasons to be angry. He was already a bit jealous because she kept watching Song Chaowen, and now they had this argument. Not only did she refuse to acknowledge her wrongdoing, but she also boldly stated it was because he was too petty that she lied, which was frustrating.

Xu Yuan was also a bit upset. Although she knew Meng Zhengrong was acting this way because he cared about her, she still felt an inexplicable frustration.

When they reached the villa’s garage, Xu Yuan noticed Meng Zhengrong didn’t intend to get out of the car, so she unbuckled her seatbelt to leave. Just as she made a move, Meng Zhengrong suddenly grabbed her.

He leaned closer, and before she knew it, the passenger seat suddenly reclined. Xu Yuan leaned back, and Meng Zhengrong swiftly moved from the driver’s seat to the passenger seat.

The space inside the car was quite large.

It wasn’t very late either, and there was unlikely to be anyone in the garage.

Meng Zhengrong lifted Xu Yuan up and kissed her passionately.

At first, Xu Yuan resisted, but she soon found herself swept up in his affection.

Many small conflicts could be resolved with a deep kiss.

When Xu Yuan finally realized what was happening, her skirt had been hiked up, and although it was autumn, the car was heating up.

Xu Yuan had a bad premonition and quickly grabbed Meng Zhengrong’s wrist, speaking urgently, “What are you doing?!”

At that moment, Meng Zhengrong was already fully aroused. He leaned in again, lightly kissing her lips while chuckling softly, “Doing what I’ve wanted to do for a long time.”

“Don’t even think about it!” Xu Yuan was panicking, “Let go of me…”

Unfortunately, the difference in physical strength between men and women was very apparent at that moment. No matter how hard Xu Yuan pinched Meng Zhengrong or how much he grimaced in pain, she couldn’t push him away.

“Even if you strangle me today, I won’t let go.”

There was no way he was going to give up on something that was almost in his grasp.

Seeing him like this, Xu Yuan’s tone softened, “Zhengrong, can we go back to the room? You can do whatever you want in the bedroom.”

Meng Zhengrong raised an eyebrow, “How about a shower together, or in the dressing room?”

Xu Yuan’s face flushed. Both options directly challenged her boundaries…

She couldn’t respond.

“Just keep me company; I’ve been wanting to try this for so long…” Meng Zhengrong started to tempt Xu Yuan again, kissing her repeatedly.

In the end, Xu Yuan found it impossible to resist his advances because she had no strength left to push him away.

When a man gets a taste of sweetness in situations like this, he will never be satisfied and always want more.

Xu Yuan was mentally preparing herself. If someone caught them, she would have to bite Meng Zhengrong and wouldn’t talk to him for a month.

Just like that, the car was moving, and the atmosphere inside was intimate.

When Xu Yuan returned to the villa with slightly disheveled hair, she rushed upstairs into the bedroom as quickly as possible. Meng Zhengrong, who was still in the living room, sighed softly, “Saying you can’t handle it and that you’re tired is really just a lie.”

She could run that fast; she could represent the country in a competition.

Meng Zhengrong went straight to the guest bathroom to shower. When he returned to their room after his shower, Xu Yuan was just coming out of the bathroom, her face flushed, not daring to look at him. She was incredibly tempting.

Meng Zhengrong felt a surge of excitement. It felt like they had just confirmed their feelings for each other and were in a sweet phase of a relationship.

“Today was my fault; I shouldn’t have been so petty.” Meng Zhengrong, now no longer angry, took Xu Yuan’s hand and said softly.

This was his way of admitting his mistake.

Xu Yuan looked at him gently and replied, “I also did something wrong today; I shouldn’t have gotten so angry at you.”

If Meng Zhengrong had been thinking clearly at that moment, he would have realized something was off about Xu Yuan’s attitude.

After experiencing what they just did, if Xu Yuan hadn’t kicked him down the stairs, he should have suspected something was up—whether it was him being abnormal or her.

However, at that moment, his intelligence was practically zero.

Having just fulfilled a wish, he was still riding the wave of happiness, without any thoughts about Xu Yuan’s odd behavior. All he could think was how gentle and sweet his wife was and that he wanted to kiss her.

And in fact, he did.

Xu Yuan glanced at him and said, “Honey, I need your help with something.”

Meng Zhengrong, smelling her fragrance and recalling their earlier activity, replied without thinking, “Just tell me what you need; I’m happy to help.”

Why act so distant? Between husband and wife, isn’t it just her telling him to do things?

Xu Yuan pointed to the balcony, “I hung some stuff out to dry today, but I haven’t brought it in yet. It’s a bit cold outside; can you help me bring it in?”

Meng Zhengrong didn’t hesitate and cheerfully went to the balcony to collect the things.

Xu Yuan followed closely behind, and when Meng Zhengrong realized it, he found himself locked out on the balcony.

Holding Xu Yuan’s washed makeup brushes and looking bewildered, Meng Zhengrong stood outside.

Little did he know how satisfying Xu Yuan found his expression.