"You can sleep…"

"No, I am not sleeping on your bed. No further discussions on that," She interrupted him before he could finish speaking. She would rather sleep on the floor than sleeping with him. Who knows what position they will wake up in the morning?

"Fine,'' He relented.

When he folded the letter, it was only then did she noticed the rose he was holding on in his other hand.

"Did you get it for me?" She grabbed it from his hand. When she was angry, he had promised her to give her this rose as compensation, "I didn't expect you to remember it."

His gaze turned serious, "Do you remember you once plucked a rose from the garden?"

She tilted her head upwards before nodding, "How could I forget? Being the stingy man you are…You snatched it away from me. But, why are you asking about that?"

He gazed at her confused expressions for a moment before looking at the rose in her hand.

"Would you believe me if I said that this is the same rose you plucked that day?" He asked her.

Noticing the tremble in her finger, he glanced at her face only to find her expressions turning into shock.

"How is that even possible?" She looked at the rose in disbelief while trying to communicate with the fox in her mind, 'Mia…Mia…Are you there?'

'Ah…You immoral human. You sleep like a pig all day but when I'm sleeping, you have to shout as someone died,' The fox's annoyed voice rang in her mind.

'The rose I plucked days ago is still fresh. Is it because of you?'

Silence.

There was no reply in her mind and just when she thought she wouldn't get an answer, Mia replied, 'Partially,' And then the fox simply cut off the connection.

What does she mean by partially?

Under Jun Zixuan's probing gaze, she cleared her throat and composed herself before speaking, "Do you think you got this wrong? Which rose will remain fresh for weeks? I think someone must have plucked it."

"No one will dare to pluck flowers from the garden…except you," He narrowed his eyes.

She froze for a split second before laughing, "You can't joke around with me like that. For a moment, I thought that there is magic in the 21st century."

The stem had bloodstains but since she did not believe him, he didn't dwell on it any further.

She sighed in relief. She was as shocked as him but it was better to not show it on her face. She fiddled with the rose in her hand absentmindedly.

"Anything else?"

She tilted her head to look at him before shaking her head, "Just get me a bed, okay?"

He nodded, "I'll ask Steward Gu to get it arranged."

"Make sure he won't be a tattletale later," Back when Shen Lihua knew that she was acting like a bitch on purpose to make the woman hate her, it really shocked her. But later, she got to know that it was Steward Gu who passed their information to that she-devil.

''He won't," Jun Zixuan reassured her.

She nodded at him and turned around to leave, her gaze landed on the opposite wall.

A gasp escaped from her mouth as she stood there rooted to her spot looking at the expensive painting on the wall. Her eyes grazed past the details of the exquisite art as she gulped.

Suddenly her vision turned dark. She struggled to get Jun Zixuan's hand off her eyes but the man's palm did not budge.

"Don't look at it," His deep voice sounded beside her ear. She did not know why it came off as so erotic that goosebumps rose on her hands.

"Hey, remove your hand," She softly said.

He did so. "I'll ask Steward Gu to remove it from here…"

Not sparing him a glance, she kept her gaze stuck on the sex position illustration art hanging on the wall, ''Or you can keep it for future use. There are more than a hundred positions here."

"You…" The tips of his ears reddened as he looked at her nonchalant expression with his mouth agape, "You are shameless."

She turned around to look at him, "And how did you conclude that?" She turned around to look at him, "I just suggested that you can try out these positions with your future wife since your mom has made efforts to hang it here."

He narrowed his eyes, "Future wife?"

"The one you will marry after our divorce," Looking at his frigid expression, she was a bit taken aback, "Don't tell me you're planning to be a monk in the future…''

The man picked up his suit jacket from the bed and walked out of the room without looking back at her.

'Bang' The door was slammed so harshly that she flinched by the loud sound.

He was normal a moment ago but now he seems to be angry.

What a moody man!

Childish! Say if you have some problem with me. Why attack on the door?

She shrugged and turned around to look at the new interior of his room. Her gaze landed at the baby picture hanging above the headboard of his bed.

Below the bed is the sex position art and above the bed is the picture of a baby. Combined with the fact that there was no bed in her room, it did not require much brains to understand how all these things were correlated.

The she-devil of a mother-in-law had everything planned for her and Jun Zixuan. But alas, the woman did not know that they were planning to get divorced right under her nose. All these efforts of hers could only be reserved for her future daughter-in-law.

Sometimes, she wondered why must Shen Lihua be so adamant about setting Yu Mei Zhen with a man like Jun Zixuan?

But just like she could never understand what was going on in Jun Zixuan's mind, she did not have an inkling of Shen Lihua's thought process.

Her phone went off while she was contemplating these things.

Looking at the caller ID, the corner of her lips tugged up and she answered the call but soon her face darkened.