Daddy CEO's Beloved Wife

"No need to be so vigilant. There's no other copy. These are the original copies that were handed over to me.... I think you already know this if you spied on me."

President Yan continued to burn the photos one by one, patiently waiting until each photo became ashes that stained the table.

The ventilation of the restaurant was really great. Despite the smell of burning scent, the private room they were in didn't smell as good as new.

As the last photo was licked by the flames and combusted into dust under their eyes, Ran Xueyi just realized that she had been holding her breath.

Truth to be told, she was confident that she would get the upper hand in their conversation. She also anticipated Jia Li's presence at the table. But all of those were stumped down through President Yan's unforeseeable actions.

She couldn't even try to gain the upper hand when the other person had already raised the white flag before the war could even start.

"Why are you doing this?"

The silence that remained in the room as the photos ceased to exist was broken by Ran Xueyi first.

President Yan rubbed his hands together and his lips moved to say, "I'm afraid you'll have to ask your husband."

Ah, so he knew they're married.

"What do you mean?"

Song Yu Han made him do this? Why hadn't he told her then when he found out she's going to meet President Yan earlier?

"Miss Ran, how much do you know about Song Yu Han?"

She didn't want to answer that question. Even if she did, he would easily guess the truth.

The man nodded in understanding, seemingly expecting this already. That somehow annoyed Ran Xueyi. What does he mean with his reaction?

Irritated by his all-knowing attitude, she said, "I don't need to know my husband's past--"

"But you have to."

He cut her off before she could tell him anything.

He continued, "His past is scarier than you think. The future will always be disturbed by his past. And you will also find it disturbing in the future."

"Do you know how much of a psychopath that man is?"

"That man will never be able to fully love someone. I don't think he could even start a family with you. So, if that's what you're hoping to have, I think you should look for somebody else. Because that man is--"

"That man is my husband." Ran Xueyi ruthlessly cut him before he could say anything else about her husband. "The man who lay beside me in our bed, who sleeps and eats and talks to me like I am the only person in his world. President Yan, shouldn't worry about us. You should worry on how to reign your woman and how you could take care of the extra baggage she's hiding behind your back. I'm sure you already know about her lover."

"I'm doing that as we speak."

His eyes grew cold, but he eventually sighed. He ended up losing his control and got angered by her words.

But it was not as bad or as angry as Ran Xueyi was feeling right now.

From the point where he started to talk about Song Yu Han's past, Ran Xueyi felt shitty for not even having the tiniest clue. She did have some guesses, but a guess is still far from knowing everything.

Even though Ran Xueyi said it over and over again that she didn't care about what happened in Song Yu Han past nor did she ask him about it because she shouldn't bother about what had already happened, but having somebody tell her that she has no inkling of what happened to him that made him the 'monster' that they portrayed Song Yu Han to be, irritated her to a blowing point.

What gave them the right to say all these things without knowing Song Yu Han truly?

President Yan and every single peson who told her that Song Yu Han was not a good person, that he is much eviler than the Devil himself, should just shut their mouth and mind their own business.

They didn't see Song Yu Han taking care of her and Little Zhanzhan. They never saw how he tried so hard to protect them even to the point of abandoning them. They never saw his tears that he shed when he begged her to stay with him.

Contrary to the title they gave him, a monster, he was more like a wounded wolf that was beaten to death and only baring his fangs and claws to the ones who hurted him.

And those people are only insecure and afraid of him because they knew that Song Yu Han could grab them by their necks and toy with them until they meet their deaths.

"...Why do you look so upset?"

Ran Xueyi was startled by the husky-sounding question that she heard to her right side. She turned her head to the side and met the most beautiful amber pair of eyes she'd ever laid her eyes on. It was almost mythical how his eyes looked out of this world.

My monster...

"Since when did you arrive?"

"After President Yan left." He dragged the chair he was sitting on to get closer to her. "I saw you staring in a daze as soon as I entered. Did he tell you anything that made you upset?"

He showed a silver glint in his eyes and a wicked smile bloomed on his lips.

"Should I go after him and take his legs for you?"

"Why would you take his legs?"

He shrugged. "If he loses both his legs. He can't help but kneel down and look up to you."

Ran Xueyi paused.

As much as the sound of that sent a wave of chill and excitement in her bones, Ran Xueyi did not want to harm anyone. At least, not tonight.

President Yan warned her about how terrible of a monster Song Yu Han was...

But little did he know, her moral values were already tainted and impossible to be saved.