Chapter 22: Marital Duties

Xie Wantang turned to look at him, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Xie Wantang was truly shocked by him—how could Lu Yanshen have the nerve to say such a thing?

"Lu Yanshen, Qin Lawyer not taking our case doesn't mean I won't divorce you—you need to get that straight."

"Your lawyer doesn't advise you to divorce me—don't you want to hear his opinion? After all, he's a professional."

"Hah—" idiot!

Xie Wantang gave Lu Yanshen a contemptuous glance, then turned and continued upstairs.

The next second, Lu Yanshen grabbed her wrist: "Xie Wantang, we're not divorced yet, so we're still husband and wife—marital duties, you get it?"

"Marital duties?" Xie Wantang found it funny. "Lu Yanshen, why not just bluntly say you're lusting after me?"

Lu Yanshen's face turned red: "……"

He still couldn't accept it— the usually gentle and dignified Xie Wantang had suddenly become so blunt, saying whatever was on her mind.

Seeing his ears turn red, Xie Wantang also found it hard to accept—how could a grown man be so shy?

What she said was still rather refined, wasn't it?

If she were to put it crudely, she'd surely ask why he doesn't admit he's got sperm on the brain.

Moreover, if he hadn't touched her in the past month, nor sought his first love to relieve his urges, given his youthful vigor, it would be natural to suspect something.

Unless he's physically ill.

If it weren't for that photo in Xia Meng's social media, she would have thought the same.

Too bad…

No ifs, no regrets.

"Lu Yanshen, if you're really sperm-brained, I don't mind you going out to find someone—sorry, I can't attend to you during my period."

Having said that, Xie Wantang shook off Lu Yanshen's grip and strode away.

This time, Lu Yanshen didn't try to stop her again.

After going up, Xie Wantang still opened the door to the guest room opposite the master bedroom.

After entering the room, Xie Wantang casually locked the door behind her.

She took her phone to the bathroom to call Qin Muyang.

The entire Lu family are Lu Yanshen's people; she had to guard against eavesdroppers in the walls.

"Hey, Tang Bao."

When Xie Wantang's call came in, Qin Muyang answered instantly, as if he'd been waiting for her call.

"Big bro, are you here to help me or to stir up trouble?" Xie Wantang pouted, though she wasn't really angry at Qin Muyang.

"I was planning to help you, but now I'm not causing trouble either," Qin Muyang explained.

"Lu Yanshen, as soon as he got back tonight, he told me to return to the master bedroom to perform marital duties—you know that?"

"Really? Then since you're not divorced, it's not wrong for him to bring that up."

"……" Xie Wantang was choked up. "Big bro, can you tell me why?"

"Tang Bao, you've been asking big bro how you got back from that climbing trip, haven't you?"

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with my divorce?"

"I was rescued by a man named Lu Chen, who looks exactly like your husband Lu Yanshen."

"What?" Xie Wantang was utterly shocked.

Her big brother wouldn't suspect Lu Yanshen is Lu Chen, would he?

How could that be possible?

"Lu Chen has been missing for nearly five years; big bro thought he'd never see him again in this lifetime—yet tonight he saw that familiar face. I have a photo of Lu Chen; we met in the climbing team."

"First hang up, I'll send it to you."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Xie Wantang's mind went blank, as if it had crashed.

With a ping, Xie Wantang's phone received the photo Qin Muyang sent—a group shot of the climbing team her big brother had joined, which had twelve members total.

Her big brother and Lu Chen were the tallest in the team, standing shoulder to shoulder in the middle; both were tall and handsome, the most eye-catching of the whole climbing team.

Xie Wantang opened the photo, zoomed in, and enlarged Lu Chen's face.

Five years later, that face was still handsome, features three-dimensional, like it had been carved—aside from the hairstyle, it was truly identical.

In the photo, Lu Chen has a buzz cut; in reality, Lu Yanshen regularly goes to a salon for hairstyling.

His hair isn't that short.

In this world, does there really exist a person who looks exactly like Lu Yanshen?

Could it be that the man who saved her ten years ago wasn't Lu Yanshen, but the Lu Chen in the photo?

In her memory, that man also had a buzz cut.

Yet Lu Yanshen's voice is exactly the same as that man's.

What on earth is going on?

"Tang Bao, regarding marital duties—if you don't want to fulfill them, find a way to refuse; you're smart enough to handle it. Also, big bro will quickly have someone look into it—if they confirm they're not the same person, and you want a divorce, big bro will fully support you."

After seeing Qin Muyang's text message, Xie Wantang came to her senses: "Big bro, I'll listen to you—I won't divorce for now."

"Tang Bao, big bro thanks you."

"You're welcome, big bro—I never told you, but ten years ago, when I encountered the mudslide, it was Lu Yanshen who saved me."

"I truly married him because I love him; if it weren't for wanting to do him a favor, I really wouldn't want to divorce."

"Tang Bao, big bro understands—whatever you decide, our whole family supports you."

"Mm."

After finishing the chat, Xie Wantang took a shower and gave herself a long buffer time.

After she finished showering and came out, it was already an hour later; Xie Wantang changed into loungewear, opened the door, and went to knock on the door of the master bedroom opposite, knocking for a while, but no one came to open it.

Xie Wantang still thought Lu Yanshen was in the shower; she tried turning the handle, and after the door opened, the master bedroom was pitch dark, with no sign of anyone.

She turned on the light; the spacious master bedroom had no one in it.

Xie Wantang walked in; the bathroom door was also open, obviously, no one was there.

Lu Yanshen isn't here?

It's so late; could he have gone out again?

Xie Wantang picked up her phone and called Lu Yanshen; at that moment, Lu Yanshen was sitting in the car driven by Pei Xiao, saw Xie Wantang's incoming call, his lips pursed slightly, and he answered.

"Anything?"

"Lu Yanshen, you're not home?" Xie Wantang didn't originally want to ask, but recalling what Xu Yanqiu said—since they were still not divorced, she was Mrs. Lu, and caring about Mr. Lu's whereabouts was naturally a wife's right.

If you want to ask, just ask; there's nothing embarrassing about it.

"Mrs. Lu, you went to look at the master bedroom?" "Yeah, something came up temporarily, so I went out with Pei Xiao."

"You're not coming back tonight?"

"Mrs. Lu, are you able to fulfill your marital duties again?" Lu Yanshen raised his brows slightly, his tone frivolous.

I don't know why, but I just wanted to tease her.

""

Xie Wantang was unprepared; Lu Yanshen still remembered the previous incident.

"I'm not coming back tonight; when will Mrs. Lu's period end, and when will I, as her husband, come back again? How about that?"

"Lu Yanshen, get lost."

Xie Wantang hung up the phone in anger.

What she didn't know was that Lu Yanshen, in the back seat of the car, laughed out loud, a genuine laugh from the heart.

Pei Xiao, seeing his happy expression through the rearview mirror, also felt glad for him, but didn't forget to remind him, "President Lu, don't forget, your First Love is Xia Meng, Miss Xia."

Lu Yanshen: "......"