Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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Looking at her adorable yet clumsy movements, He Yuzhu felt a surge of inexplicable warmth in his heart, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he softly said:

"These moves are useless against me."

A hint of doting affection flickered in his eyes, as if to say, "No matter how much you struggle, you can't escape my grasp."

A sly glint flashed in He Yuzhu's eyes as he gripped Du Weifang's hands tightly, as if trying to hold her heart firmly in his grasp.

The hand that was originally held struggled slightly under his grasp, as if trying to break free from his restraints, but it could not escape his iron-like strength.

He gently placed her hands behind her back, his movements soft yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

Then, like a cheetah, he pounced forward, his entire body pressing heavily on her, and a brief silence fell between them.

"You bad guy, you're not allowed to bully me anymore."

"Angry sparks flashed in Du Weifang's eyes. She twisted her body forcefully, trying to break free from under him, but He Yuzhu's weight made it impossible for her to move."

"So what if I bullied you?"

He Yuzhu's lips curled into a smug smile, his eyes revealing a hint of domineering.

He lowered his head slightly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered:

"What's wrong with being my obedient woman? I can give you endless riches and luxury, and let you live the life you've always dreamed of."

“I don’t need it, I have my own.” Du Weifang stubbornly turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Her heart was filled with resentment and anger; she couldn’t understand why this man was so obsessed with her.

"I can help you reach the Transformation Realm."

He Yuzhu's voice was deep and powerful, as if it possessed a magical power.

Seeing her puzzled expression, he continued:

"I said I could help you reach the Transformation Realm, a realm that is difficult for ordinary people to attain, possessing endless power and potential."

Du Weifang stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief.

She never imagined that such a thing existed in the world, allowing people to break through their own limits and enter a higher realm.

She hesitated for a moment, and her heart began to waver.

"Really?" She turned her head, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. She didn't know whether she should believe him, but deep down she longed for that powerful force.

"of course it's true."

He Yuzhu saw through her thoughts and was secretly pleased with himself. He knew that as long as he aroused her curiosity, he could easily control her.

"If you're willing to be with me, I'll help you achieve this wish."

Du Weifang fell into deep thought, unsure of what to do.

On the one hand, she was wary and disgusted with this man; on the other hand, the temptation that could help her reach the Transformation Realm made her heart flutter.

She hesitated for a long time, but finally shook her head.

"I won't believe you, you scoundrel."

Du Weifang was in a dilemma. On the one hand, she knew that she needed to improve her vital energy to break through to the Transformation Realm. On the other hand, she had deep doubts about what He Yuzhu had said.

From a young age, she was taught that true achievement could only be attained through long-term accumulation and hard work. Now, someone suddenly claimed that they could help her get promoted quickly, which made her feel both excited and uneasy.

She recalled her grandfather and father's admonitions, who always emphasized the importance of a solid foundation and warned her not to be impatient for quick success.

However, looking at the seemingly close yet distant distance between herself and the Transformation Realm, her heart began to waver.

He Yuzhu's confident smile seemed to magnify before her eyes, making it impossible for her to ignore.

She tried to find a clue in He Yuzhu's expression and tone, but to no avail.

He Yuzhu continued to look at her with unwavering eyes, a certain light gleaming in them, causing her to fall into deep thought.

Should we believe him or stick to our principles?

Du Weifang weighed the options repeatedly in her mind, each thought feeling like a heavy blow to her heart, causing her immense pain.

She understood that making the wrong choice could have irreversible consequences, but the deep-seated desire for power was so strong that she could hardly resist it.

"When your exceptionally intelligent and elegant sister finally returns, weary from her journey, I will surely use my miraculous methods to help her successfully advance to the astonishing Transformation Realm. At that time, you will witness with your own eyes that I am not someone who speaks carelessly or boasts, but rather someone with genuine skills and strength."

"We'll talk about it later. Get up now." He Yuzhu frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. He shook his head gently and said earnestly, "Be a good boy and listen to me. Don't throw a tantrum anymore."

"I won't..." Du Weifang was still stubbornly trying to argue, but before she could finish her sentence, her pink lips were once again firmly sealed by a large, warm hand.

Immediately afterwards, her hands and feet, which had been able to wave around wildly, seemed to be under a spell, instantly losing their freedom and being firmly controlled.

Even her lively little head seemed to be stuck in a mysterious shackle, with no room to struggle. She could only make helpless "woo woo woo" sounds, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears, her face full of grievance and resentment.

"Don't be so stubborn. Let me give you a good massage with both hands. It will help you relax. Isn't that good?"

He Yuzhu said, "Yes, yes, look at that project you're so confident about." I looked at him expectantly, a glimmer of hope in my eyes.

However, the other party replied firmly, "No."

Du Weifang was slightly taken aback, then quickly said:

"But I'm really in a difficult situation right now, so please let me go. Once you've let me go, we can pretend this never happened and everyone can live in peace."

After a moment of contemplation, He Yuzhu slowly said, "I can release you, but you have to grant me one request."

Du Weifang's heart tightened, and she asked nervously, "What?"

The other person continued, "Are you thirsty? Let me get you a can of milk. Drinking milk can replenish your nutrition. You're so thin now, you should drink more milk to nourish your body."

Du Weifang sighed helplessly, knowing she had no room to refuse, and could only reluctantly agree:

"Can...can I not take it?"

He Yuzhu shook his head firmly: "No, protein is very important for the body, especially for someone as thin as you. You need to improve your condition by drinking milk. Please agree quickly."

Du Weifang could only nod helplessly, her heart filled with bitterness.

......

Du Weifang carefully picked up the toothbrush and gently brushed it in her mouth. Each brushing was done with extra care, as if she wanted to clean every corner of her mouth thoroughly.

She repeated the action over and over again, silently counting the number of times in her mind. When she counted to the fifth time, she finally stopped.

She carefully cleaned her toothbrush, placed it in the toothbrush cup, and then carefully observed her mouth in front of the mirror.

She saw that the inside of her mouth was clean and fresh, without a trace of odor. She nodded in satisfaction, secretly glad that she had been careful and patient.

"Is it done painting?" He Yuzhu's concerned voice came from the living room, tinged with a hint of anticipation.

"Coming!" Du Weifang took a deep breath, composed herself, and walked out of the bathroom step by step, wearing her most conservative pajamas.

Her steps were somewhat slow.

"Hurry up, get some rest, we still have work to do tomorrow." He Yuzhu looked at Du Weifang as she slowly walked over, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes.

"Can I go back to my room?" Du Weifang hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking. Deep down, she didn't want to leave, but she felt shy and uneasy.

"Of course not, don't worry, I won't do anything," He Yuzhu quickly reassured him, his eyes full of sincerity.

Du Weifang sighed, her inner turmoil growing stronger. She recalled the warm milk she had just finished drinking, its sweet flavor lingering on her tongue.

Now that she'd already drunk the milk, sleeping together didn't seem like a big deal. At most, she'd just get hugged and cuddled again, and she'd already done all that before. With that thought, she gritted her teeth, as if making a firm decision, and slowly climbed into bed, lying down next to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu gently pulled her into his arms, and the warmth of the embrace instantly calmed Du Weifang's heart.

He chatted casually, the conversation ranging from everyday matters to distant Indonesia, his words filled with care and tenderness. Before they knew it, their thoughts drifted away, and they fell into a sweet dream, a dream in which they experienced many wonderful things together, and time seemed to stand still.

On the morning of the second day, as the faint sunlight shone through the window onto his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was He Yuzhu's large face, which seemed to occupy the entire field of vision. His rough face and deep eyes instantly filled him with a sense of helplessness and bitterness.

She sighed softly, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes. Although she had not yet completely lost her ability to move, she was already clearly aware that she seemed unable to escape He Yuzhu's hands, which were like demonic claws tightly controlling her.

He Yuzhu also slowly woke up at this moment. Looking at his expression, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smug smile, and he said teasingly:

"What's wrong? Are you captivated by my handsome face?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weixiang felt a surge of anger. She glared fiercely at He Yuzhu and retorted without hesitation:

"Stop being so conceited! If I could beat you, I would have chopped you into pieces without hesitation and fed you to those ferocious sharks!"

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu not only wasn't angry, but burst into laughter, a sly glint in his eyes, and said:

"Oh? So you're not convinced. Fine, since you're so stubborn, I'll have to enforce the family rules properly and teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke, he casually picked up a thick stick and lashed it at Du Weixiang without any mercy.

The blow made a loud "crack," followed by Du Weixiang's painful screams echoing in the room.

Du Weixiang screamed as she was beaten, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly gritted her teeth and refused to beg for mercy.

However, as the stick continued to fall, she eventually succumbed to the torment of pain, finally giving in and collapsing to the ground.

He Yuzhu then stopped what he was doing, threw the stick aside, looked down at him, and said coldly, "You better behave yourself from now on!"

She lay on the ground, panting heavily, her heart filled with grief, anger, and resentment.

After a long while, she slowly got up, a resolute glint in her eyes, and questioned, "Was my sister also tricked into your hands by violence in the same way?"

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu's smile froze slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He coughed lightly and said, feigning calmness:

"Stop overthinking and get back to work, or you'll be in big trouble!"

She glared at He Yuzhu, her anger flaring up again. She gritted her teeth, turned, and left.