Chapter 737: Chapter 733 Husband and Wife Fall Out (Part 1)
It was the weekend again, and since Ye Fan had to work overti on Friday night, he only had ti to drive to Hua Hai city on Saturday morning.
Now it was early February according to the lunar calendar, and recently he had been visiting Hua Hai city quite frequently, going there every weekend.
It wasn’t that he was lost in a tender land; rather, the condition of Li Zhaojun was deteriorating more and more. Even though he t with Li Zhaojun once a week, he couldn’t stop her personality from becoming colder and more indifferent.
Driving on the highway, Ye Fan couldn’t help recalling Li Zhaojun telling him on her birthday that in a maximum of two more months her training would be successful, and then they could truly consummate their marriage. Yet, with the current trend, it seed very unrealistic.
“If this deterioration continues, I need to persuade her to stop training,” Ye Fan thought, “If all else fails, I must resort to so necessary forceful asures.”
Closer to noon, Ye Fan arrived at the Royal Forest Bay Villa complex.
He drove into Li Zhaojun’s villa, parked the car, entered the first-floor hall, and saw Qing Lian Master Uncle sitting on the sofa as usual. A bronze incense burner sat on the coffee table, gently emitting wisps of incense smoke that perated the entire villa with a sandalwood-like fragrance, calming the heart and stifling any emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, or delight when inhaled.
Ye Fan frowned deeply; such a strange fragrance could make not only Li Zhaojun but also him beco indifferent if slled too much.
His gaze moved away from Qing Lian Master Uncle, searching for Li Zhaojun without intending to greet the master uncle. Since their fallout last ti, Ye Fan didn’t speak to Qing Lian, and Qing Lian also scorned talking to Ye Fan.
Not seeing Li Zhaojun around, Ye Fan guessed that she was training again.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Fan walked towards the stairs, went up to the second floor, and sure enough, found Li Zhaojun shut inside the training room.
Sighing, Ye Fan shook his head, turned, and entered the bedroom to freshen up. Then, he sat down in the upstairs living room to wait for Li Zhaojun to finish her training.
After about seventeen or eighteen minutes, the door to the training room opened. Ye Fan turned his head to look and saw Li Zhaojun walking out.
However, the mont his eyes fell on Li Zhaojun, a heaviness settled in Ye Fan’s heart as he noticed that Li Zhaojun had beco even colder, like ice lasting for ten thousand years. Despite that, it was undeniable that at this mont, Li Zhaojun was more breathtakingly beautiful than ever.
When Ye Fan turned his head to look at Li Zhaojun, she too noticed him, yet she rely glanced slightly through the corner of her eye and then looked away, indifferently walking toward the staircase with cold detachnt.
“Zhao Jun!” Ye Fan called out, getting up to et her and seizing her jade hand, but the touch felt like clutching a hand of ice sculpture.
Li Zhaojun finally stopped, her gaze landing on Ye Fan, but he felt her look was extrely faint, like looking at a stranger.
Deeply distressed, Ye Fan managed a forced smile and said, “Wife, I missed you.”
Saying this, he pulled Li Zhaojun toward the bedroom.
Li Zhaojun made no resistance, silently following Ye Fan into the bedroom.
Entering the bedroom, Ye Fan hasted to close the door with a “bang,” and eagerly enveloped Li Zhaojun in an embrace, raining passionate kisses on her.
He wasn’t driven by lust, but hoped to quickly thaw Li Zhaojun’s chilling deanor.
Li Zhaojun did not resist either, letting Ye Fan kiss her ardently, yet without reacting at all.
While passionately kissing Li Zhaojun, Ye Fan led her to the bed, then gently pushed her down onto it, continuing the kisses.
The kiss lasted more than three hours, but Li Zhaojun still lay there like a cold, unresponsive doll, showing not the slightest reaction.
“Zhao Jun, I can’t let you continue like this, even if you hate for the rest of your life, I am willing to bear it,” Ye Fan thought to himself.
Having made up his mind, Ye Fan continued to kiss Li Zhaojun passionately, starting to advance further.
Finally, he reached Li Zhaojun’s last line of defense.
Just as Ye Fan was about to pull down Li Zhaojun’s final barrier, the previously unresponsive Li Zhaojun suddenly put her hand on Ye Fan’s and spoke her first words, “No.”
“Yes, it is possible,” Ye Fan said as he reached out with his other hand, removed Li Zhaojun’s jade-like hand, and continued pulling down her last line of defense.
But Li Zhaojun’s other jade-like hand imdiately pressed down again, resolutely saying, “No!”
At this point, Ye Fan would not back down, imdiately grabbing Li Zhaojun’s hand that was pressing his, then pressed his entire body onto hers, pushing her snow-lotus-like arms back onto the bed.
“Zhao Jun, I know you are unwilling now, but I don’t want you to continue cultivating, I don’t want you to beco an emotionless puppet, so even if it ans using force, I must break your body today!” Ye Fan said, gazing into Li Zhaojun’s beautiful eyes.
“Let go,” Li Zhaojun’s beautiful eyes shot out a cold light as she said in a cold voice.
Ye Fan shook his head firmly, his robust body leaning down.
Just then, a trendous force struck him unexpectedly, sending him flying uncontrollably off the bed.
Ye Fan quickly got up and saw that Li Zhaojun had already sat up, picking up her clothes to put on.
Without a word, Ye Fan lunged at her again, willing to use violence if necessary to break her body and stop her cultivation.
As he pounced, Li Zhaojun’s eyebrows raised slightly, and she struck out with a palm.
Ye Fan, not considering Li Zhaojun’s attack seriously, casually swatted it away and continued to lunge at her.
However, he was suddenly “eh” surprised to find himself swatting at nothing.
He felt his chest impacted by Li Zhaojun’s seemingly light jade-like hand, and the next mont, a massive force burst from that hand.
Bang!
With a loud sound, Ye Fan’s body flew out and smashed harshly against the wall, shaking the entire villa, and a human-shaped dent appeared in the solid wall. Ye Fan’s body stuck to the wall for a good two or three seconds before sliding down.
“Striking soone as hanging on the wall!” The phrase unconsciously popped into Ye Fan’s mind, filled with horror, “This is an internal strength technique!”
The next mont, he tasted sweetness in his throat and “pfft,” he spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
“You, you…” Ye Fan said, both shocked and angry, struggling to get up, but his entire body felt completely dismantled, and he simply couldn’t rise.
His eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, he stared at Li Zhaojun and called out, “What evil technique have you been cultivating?”
In just a few months, from knowing nothing of ancient martial arts to at least reaching the level of internal strength, along with a change to a cold and ruthless deanor, what else could it be but an evil technique?
Li Zhaojun stood up indifferently, having severely injured Ye Fan without a change in expression.
She got out of the bed, barefoot, radiating a chilling aura, and step by step, she walked towards Ye Fan.
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