Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here-Chapter 96

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Chapter 96: The Film King’s Hidden Marriage (4)

He Poan was just about to ridicule her when he heard Bai Weiwei sigh and say, “He won’t come back, Poan will not come back.”


Will not come back? Did he suddenly become a dead person now?


The fire in He Poan’s heart flared up. He was just turning around to say a couple of sarcastic remarks when he heard Bai Weiwei whisper, “He hates me so much, how could he come back…”


Bai Weiwei held the bottle of wine and leaned her head against the sofa. Her eyes were fragile and confused.


“I know he hates me, very much hates, very much loathes me.”


He Poan took a deep breath. It was the first time he heard Bai Wei Wei say something like this.


When she first forced him into this situation, he still remembers it vividly. It will always be a source of shame for him in this lifetime.


He thought this woman was only after him for his face. After all, he had seen many women who went crazy because of his face since childhood.


In his eyes, she always had a delicate disposition. Yet even if it was to just call him back home, she would use an aloof tone.


It was as if he was a dog she raised, like he was her property. So he became more and more disgusted with coming back, more and more disgusted with any phone call from her.


Bai Weiwei didn’t seem to notice He Poan’s presence, and in her self-inflicted drunkness she wanted to drink more, but even after shaking the bottle desperately, there was nothing left.


Bai Weiwei felt wronged. She smashed the bottle on the ground, “You always bully me, you all are bullying me!”


If it wasn’t under the wrong circumstances, He Poan would have been amused by her lovely movements.


Bai Weiwei staggered to stand up, stepping on the fragments of that shattered bottle with her bare feet. Seeing that, He Poan’s heart tightened. He frowned and without even thinking, reached out to pick her up.


So light?


He Poan was holding her for the first time.


Her soft body gave off the smell of alcohol, but it was not unpleasant.


Bai Weiwei shook her head and seemed to have realized that she was being held. She immediately became angry, “Who are you? Let me down!”


He Poan’s eyes became cold, Bai Weiwei usually spoke like this to him, her tone full of cold vibes.


He pursed his lips and suddenly threw her on the sofa. Then he gripped Bai Weiwei’s hand, “Bai Weiwei, I have tolerated you for a long time now. If you don’t want me to keep up with this surface effort for the last two months, then we can divorce now. Anyway, this Laozi1 was only a thing you bought five years ago. You got to look at me for so many years.”


Just look at him.


He never touched her and didn’t let her touch him.


Since the second year of their hidden marriage, Bai Weiwei could no longer threaten him.


He only stayed with her because he thought he could use this experience as a lesson to remember this shame. It also taught him to be more alert of his surroundings as to not be trampled on like this again.


Therefore, during the past five years, he had regarded Bai Weiwei as air. As long as she didn’t bother him, he would turn a blind eye to her existence.


But today, this woman had crossed the line.


He Poan threw off her hand and his delicate and beautiful face was cold and ruthless under the lights.


He smiled coldly, “Our positions have already been changed. If you don’t want to be killed by me after the divorce, you should be a little more obedient.”


Bai Weiwei stared at him, seemingly afraid.


He Poan looked at her in disdain, then turned and left. As a result, he had walked less than a few steps when the woman stumbled after him. He didn’t know if she tripped, but she hit him on his back.


She didn’t have the strength to do any real damage, but it really annoyed him.


Ho Poan angrily turned around, his eyes incomparably cold, “You’re allowing me to…”


Suddenly, a warm kiss blocked his lips with a mixture of alcohol and passion. He became completely paralyzed.


1: Laozi is a term meaning something along the lines of ‘this young master’ It’s a very arrogant way to refer to oneself.


Piper’s Corner: And this is the official start of the mass releases! I’ll post half today, then the other half tomorrow! Thank you to my new team by making this possible!