Chapter 941 The So-Called Marital Home

Gu Xiuyu looked at Ye Ziyu, who was like a startled bird, and stroked her hand on his thigh. "My heart beats faster because of you, and no one likes you more than I do. It doesn't matter if you don't like me now; I can wait for you to like me."

Wait?

She would never forgive him for what he had done to the people around her, let alone like him.

Ye Ziyu abruptly pulled her hand back from his chest. "Daydreaming!"

Suddenly, her chin was forcefully grasped.

Gu Xiuyu's bloodshot eyes stared fiercely and mercilessly into hers. "I will turn your daydream into reality."

Before she could resist, Ye Ziyu was hoisted up by Gu Xiuyu. His hand pressed hard against her waist, and she couldn't fight back with her upper body on his shoulder.

Carried to the second floor, Gu Xiuyu placed Ye Ziyu on a large bed adorned with vibrant red. It was covered in flower petals, and the surrounding walls were hung with large red "xi" characters, symbols of celebration.

Ye Ziyu stared intently at the colorful ribbons hanging from the ceiling. The surroundings felt like a devil's den, sending a chill through her that made her tremble.

"Ziyu, this is our marital chamber. I decorated it myself, and no one else has touched anything in this room," Gu Xiuyu stood by the bed, looking down quietly at Ye Ziyu lying there.

In his eyes, it was a marital chamber; in Ye Ziyu's eyes, it was a dungeon where she couldn't escape.

Ye Ziyu sat up from the bed. Without a word, she forcefully pushed all the decorations beside her onto the floor. The anger in her heart found an outlet, and she began to tear at the duvet cover and pillowcases on the bed with growing dissatisfaction.

The silk material was fragile, tearing easily with a gentle pull. The crisp sound echoed in her ears, and Ye Ziyu felt a sense of joy. Seeing Gu Xiuyu about to stop her, Ye Ziyu stood up directly from the bed. Holding another pillow, she provocatively looked at him.

*Riiip*

Ye Ziyu's nails pierced the pillowcase, and the bright red cover was torn into strips.

Gu Xiuyu, who watched the entire process, showed no reaction. He watched quietly, and when Ye Ziyu tired and stopped, he brought her a glass of water. "If you don't like it, you can redecorate it when we get married in three days."

Looking at the cup of water before her, Ye Ziyu's mind replayed his words.

Where did he get the confidence to think she would marry him in three days?

Ye Ziyu looked at him with a cold expression and spat. "Pah, keep dreaming. I would rather die than marry you."

Looking down at the saliva that had fallen to the floor, Gu Xiuyu squatted down and took a handkerchief from his pocket. Without any hesitation, he meticulously wiped the saliva clean. He then put the handkerchief back into his pocket. "Don't say such things in anger. Our wedding in three days is already prepared. The items I've been preparing will be delivered continuously over these few days. Don't worry, although not many people will witness our wedding, I will still give you a grand ceremony. I will let the entire world know that you are the happiest bride in the world."

Ye Ziyu looked at Gu Xiuyu's blissful expression and felt as if she were talking to a brick wall. No matter what she said, Gu Xiuyu wouldn't get angry; in fact, he didn't seem to acknowledge her outbursts at all.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Ziyu got off the bed in front of Gu Xiuyu. She couldn't stay there for another moment. She had to leave, no matter what, she had to go back.

"Are you hungry? I'll go down and make you something to eat." Gu Xiuyu didn't stop Ye Ziyu; instead, he followed her downstairs.