My Superstar Ex-Husband is a Yandere
Translator: Fuyu
Chapter 5 - She really couldn't remember anymore why she had felt so happy.
T/N: There's a scene early in the chapter that starts off non-consensual and sneaks its way into dubious consent before the night is over.
Jiang Minyun suspected he was hallucinating.
For example, Li Shihui might have said something like "Let's get married." She acted as if she had forgotten they were already married.
But he couldn't stop himself from discovering that his smile had grown stiff. Where those ugly emotions about to burst through from the cracks in his smiling mask?
"Say that again." Jiang Minyun deliberately pretended calm, as if nothing had happened. He slowly shed the sheepskin while gently saying, "I didn't hear you."
If you dare say that again, I'll f*** you to death. It was as if his body had the coppery scent of blood that clung to carnivores.
Li Shihui had made up her mind. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and took a deep breath. "I said, we-"
Jiang Minyun took advantage of the moment to lean in. With one hand firmly holding the back of her head, he forcefully pressed his lips against hers. When her mouth parted, he rushed in to disrupt her unfinished words.
Li Shihui was trapped in the kiss. Her lips felt numb, and she struggled to breath. Her face was flushed, and she frantically smacked his shoulder. During the scuffle, he swept the necklace off the table, it on the floor with a crisp sound.
Li Shihui wanted to bend down to pick it up, but the gloomy Jiang Minyun picked her up by the waist with one hand and headed towards the sofa.
"Let me go!"
Li Shihui struggled even as his tall body pressed her into the sofa.
Jiang Minyun's eyes were as dark as deep pools. He looked at her with a sneer as if she was beneath his notice.
Without saying a word, his eyes frightened Li Shihui into stillness for a moment.
She pushed his shoulders, but he didn't budge.
The size difference between 186 centimeters and 166 centimeters was quite large. Jiang Minyun had broad shoulders, and Li Shihui had a petite figure. She was almost completely trapped underneath him.
She changed to kicking him, but he took the opportunity to open her legs. When she tried to close them, she failed and could only cling to his taut waist.
As their clothing dwindled, Li Shihui saw that she couldn't reason with him. She turned over and tried to crawl forward, but he pressed her back down by the shoulders.
The next second, she gasped.
She couldn't clearly remember what happened after that, only that she cried in a way that didn't resemble a person that was almost 30 years old.
Jiang Minyun kept her pinned down. He kneaded her like a lump of dough and showed through actions that she couldn't escape from him. He was so strong and tyrannical.
Her tears kept flowing as she avoided his beautiful eyes that were so close to her. She didn't see the murkiness in those dark pools cleared away, and all that remained was a feline's cunning satisfaction.
When Jiang Minyun was unhappy, he would thrust without mercy.
Li Shihui couldn't hold back her shudders. Jiang Minyun smiled again, tightly embraced her, and lovingly kissed her hair.
"Just say it if it feels good. If you're unhappy, tell me too. Don't be angry at your husband."
He loved it when Li Shihui looked like this. She looked like a cute, fragile puppy raised in loving captivity.
Jiang Minyun thought he had been giving Li Shihui the cold shoulder for too long. That's why she threw a tantrum when he treated her just a little bit nicely and gave her a little gift.
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From the sofa to their bed, he worked hard, deep into the night. He kept one arm around her shoulder, refusing to let her go. With his other hand, he picked up his phone from the floor, accepted her friend's request, changed her pinned contact name to "wife", and showed it to her like he was asking for credit.
Her anger was because he had played a game and didn't accept her friend's request for so long. That must be why she was angry.
"Stop throwing a tantrum, okay?" Those bedroom games he had wanted to play had been forgotten.
A wave of desolation washed over Li Shihui. Looking up at the ceiling, she felt so bitter. So he knew what she was so upset over.
"Is this the only use you have for me?" Did he see her as a rag doll that he could toy with?
She had pleaded with him to accept her friend's request for two months, but it was resolved with a tumble between the sheets. Did all those days of living in anxiety and those sleepless nights mean nothing?
Everything hurt; her head, her eyes, her shoulders, her chest, and there. It all ached.
Her heart hurt the most.
Their past flashed before her eyes.
They got married because she said she wanted to break up. That day, he had pushed her down like tonight. At the end, her body ached so much that she couldn't get up. He half-carried and half-dragged her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.
She still remembered the first thing he said to her after they left the Civil Affairs Bureau. "Li Shihui, are you happy that your wish finally came true?"
Back then, why couldn't she resist feeling satisfied and happy? To her, it was the happiness of obtaining the world. Even in pain, she was happy.
She really couldn't remember anymore why she had felt so happy.
Li Shihui wanted to turn her back to Jiang Minyun, but that slight moment made her toes point. The endless hours of joining and friction had made her numb. She forgot he was still there.
Despicable and shameless.
Jiang Minyun quickly tossed his phone aside. He leaned over, pasting their skin together and rubbing restlessly. He heavily panted into her ear, "Huihui…"
Li Shihui found that she couldn't resist him, even though she knew he was a beast wearing the disguise of a human.
Desire came again.
Amidst the other movements, Jiang Minyun kept peppering the tip of her nose with kisses and stroking her hair. "How can there only be one? Compared to the uses Huihui has for me, the ones I have for Huihui are only more, not less."
Everyone thought Li Shihui's botched nose job was ugly and strange, but her nose was his favorite part to kiss. It was proof that Li Shihui loved him to death.
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The next day, Li Shihui woke up in the master bedroom. She deeply felt that her body was about to fall apart. It took effort to sit up, and when she did, she heard the magnetic voice of the person next to her.
"Awake?" Jiang Minyun had changed his clothes. He was leaning against the headboard, smiling innocently. He scooted over and gently kissed her. "Huihui, I'm sorry. I went too far yesterday. You can beat me up."
Beat him up? She would be heartbroken if he was suffering even a minor injury.
If he wasn't currently scrolling through her phone without scruples, she might actually be fooled into believing he had a conscience.
Li Shihui pushed his face away and held her hand out. "Give me back my phone."
Jiang Minyun handed her the phone. Seeing that she was angry, he offered his phone in a seemingly good-natured manner. "Haven't you always wanted to look at my phone? Now you can look through it however you want."
Jiang Minyun could look at her phone, but she couldn't look at his. There was never any equality between them.
Li Shihui was uninterested. Having gotten her phone, she turned around and got out of bed.
"Why are you still upset?" He sounded a bit flustered.
Li Shihui went to the bathroom to wash up, and he followed after her.
While she changed her clothes, he leaned against the wardrobe and admired his masterpiece as if he had never eaten meat.
When she went downstairs to eat breakfast, he sat down right next to her.
The three dishes from yesterday were still on the table, but they were piping hot.
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(T/N: Rewind a bit.)
Jiang Minyun had woken up at 6AM, ran ten kilometers at the gym, and was about to tidy up by bringing Li Shihui's laptop up to the study. By then, the aunty had arrived to cook breakfast.
"Mr. Jiang, you're back."
Jiang Minyun nodded. He always treated outsiders with a polite indifference.
The aunty was used to it. She walked to the dining table and saw that the leftovers that had been left out. "Ah! Mr. Jiang, you didn't eat? Ms. Li gave me the day off yesterday and spent the afternoon making these dishes using the recipes she asked me for."
Jiang Minyun blankly stared at the dishes without saying a word. He was still running hot from running 10 kilometers and fresh sweat stains appeared in his cotton T-shirt.
"Did she cook these dishes?"
"Yes."
F*ck, what did he say yesterday…
Things that aren't good should be replaced. What's wrong with that?
Yeah, that's true.
Jiang Minyun wanted to rip out his tongue. He had eaten so many meals cooked by Li Shihui. How could he have failed to notice this was her cooking?
Not sure what to do, the aunty asked, "What should I do with these dishes?"
"Please reheat them and add a bowl of rice."
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In front of Li Shihui was a bowl of freshly cooked sweet congee made by the aunty. She glanced at the clock on the wall to confirm that it was 9:30 in the morning, not 12:30 in the afternoon.
Holding a bowl of white rice, Jiang Minyun devoured the leftovers from last night at whirlwind speed.
"Jiang Minyun, stop acting."
He must have found out that this terrible meal was made to please him.
He was worthy of his best actor awards. His performance could make even these unpalatable dishes look like delicacies. Truly, what an amazing actor.
"I'm not, try it. Cooking the soup the second time made the flavors even more concentrated, making it even tastier, "Jiang Minyun shamelessly boasted.
He carefully selected the tenderest part of the turbot and immersed it in the soup several times to fully absorb the flavor before bringing it to Li Shihui's lips.
Li Shihui couldn't stand the fishy smell. She furrowed her brow and turned her face away. "If you don't want to eat it, don't force yourself."
Jiang Minyun interpreted it differently. "You find me dirty, don't you?"
She clearly used his chopsticks to eat yesterday.
Li Shihui thought about explaining herself, but decided against it. What was the point now?
She turned to look at him with a serious expression and said, "I didn't say those words in anger yesterday."
She really wanted a divorce.
While he was away from home, she had been suffering from insomnia.
During those sleepless nights, memories of their past flashed through her mind like figures on a revolving lantern. She searched her heart and felt that she hadn't done anything to let him down. All that was left was exhaustion.
"What words weren't spoken in anger?" Jiang Minyun deliberately misinterpreted her words. "Was it slow down? Was it when you said you wanted more? Was it when you were in a hurry for me to enter?
The more he talked, the more outrageous he got. When it came to vulgarity, she could never beat him. She was a well-educated, refined PhD, and he graduated from a third-tier college.
Li Shihui's face and ears flushed red from anger. She glanced at the aunty, who remained unaware in the kitchen, and hissed, "You're crazy!"
"You're not crazy, you're extremely healthy, but I'm sick. I'm going crazy, so please be charitable and forgive me, okay?"
He held her hand and shook it like an elementary student.
Jiang Minyun was smiling, but his eyes didn't show any playfulness. He was on the verge of losing control because of her inexplicable attitude.
Li Shihui couldn't eat anymore. She put down the bowl of congee to leave, but the hand holding her wrist tightened, leaving a faint mark.
"Don't go!" Jiang Minyun didn't understand. He had accepted her friend's request and ate the meal she cooked. Why was she still annoyed with him? He had weighed himself and looked in the mirror in the morning. He was certain that he was just as handsome as he was two months ago. His looks hadn't declined at all.
"Are you seeing someone else? Huh?"
He really couldn't be away for long to film. Otherwise, she might have an affair while he was gone. It would be all over then.
Jiang Minyun had a death grip on her wrist, refusing to let her leave.
Li Shihui thought; you're the one having an affair!
"Ow! Let go! Can't you calm down before we talk?" She thought that he didn't know his strength. The pain caused her to frantically struggle.
This time, Jiang Minyun quickly let go and made a gesture of surrendering by raising his hands to his ears. "Okay, okay. I let go. Who is the other guy? Is it Lin Zhicheng? You deleted your chat history with him, right?"
That's why he couldn't find it.
Her WeChat contacts were pitifully simple and could be divided into three categories: female classmates from high school and college, her mentors, and her students and colleagues after she started working.
Several bothersome students had sent her messages last night. When he clicked on the message, he saw they were all men. They were young postgraduates, but the selfies they posted in WeChat were so ugly that he felt nauseous.
He sent each of them a message saying: "My husband is home. Don't message me at night anymore." Just like her previous students, those fools would apologize for disturbing her and didn't notice anything odd. And then, he would delete the chat history and pretend nothing happened.
"I didn't. Even in high school, there's was nothing between us." Her head was throbbing. She didn't sleep well, and he was being so infuriating. "You can't get over the hurdle of "Lin Zhicheng, right? Okay, fine."
Li Shihui sneered.
It was true there were rumors of them dating back then, but it was purely a match made up by people with nothing better to do. Their relationship was purely platonic. Neither of them had feelings for each other.
She had devoted herself completely to Jiang Minyun. It was impossible for her to not feel heartbroken that he would doubt her.
To put Jiang Minyun at ease, she deliberately avoided contact with male peers, even male acquaintances were rare.
She had never cheated on him or did anything she would feel guilty about. He repeatedly stood on moral high ground while doing whatever he wanted, from giving her the cold shoulder to seeing ex-girlfriend and lying about it.
Why? What right did he have to do this?
Disheartened, Li Shihui didn't wait to hear his reply. She stuffed her laptop into her bag and headed out for work.
"I'll drive you." Jiang Minyun hastily grabbed the car keys and was ready to leave with her. "Who does Lin Zhicheng think he is? From now on, I'll treat him like he's dead, okay… okay? Say something!"
Here we go again.
Li Shihui saw through him. He only apologized to stabilize her mood and appease her. The moment she gave in, he would be even worse than before.
And when she got desperate like a cornered rabbit, he would start apologizing and comforting again. A vicious cycle.
He seemed to always take her compromises for granted.
She wanted to provoke him, so she softly smiled and answered, "No, because Lin Zhicheng would be my first choice for a second marriage."
Translator Ramblings: It feels like Li Shihui is running on fumes. She needs a good night's sleep so she can think straight. I noticed that except for one mention of his beautiful eyes, Li Shihui doesn't pay attention to his appearance.