My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

“Honey, wait for me!” Ye Qilan chased after Su Hongxing and grabbed her arm.
Su Hongxing’s face was cold: “Ye Qilan, why are you always so impulsive? Do you know you almost beat Beichuan to death just now? If you had killed Beichuan, you’d have to go to jail. Do you want me to wait for you my whole life?”
Can’t he control himself just a little?
Ye Qilan instinctively seemed shorter in front of Su Hongxing, he replied, “No, I had control over my actions…”
“You call that controlled? How hard did you hit him just now, can’t you see it yourself? You almost killed him. And when Beichuan took me away, you lost control and didn’t even manage that important deal. Do you think your clients will wait for you?” Su Hongxing questioned again.
“It’s just one client, isn’t it? Even if I lose this one, many clients are waiting to work with me.” Ye Qilan said seriously, “Don’t compare clients with you. You know, in my heart, only you are the most important.”
“But today you fell for it. It was Xiao Ji who incited Beichuan to take me away. Xiao Ji was deliberately provoking and angering you. If you had killed Beichuan just now, you might have fallen right into Xiao Ji’s trap. Can’t you be less impulsive next time? Many problems can’t be solved with fists…”
Ye Qilan hugged Su Hongxing tightly and said softly, “Honey, I know I was wrong. I was impulsive, I was reckless, from now on, I’ll listen to you. If you want me to go east, I’ll never dare to go west, okay?”
Su Hongxing slipped out of Ye Qilan’s embrace, “I can’t trust your words. Every time you make promises that sound nicer than songs, but at critical moments, you never listen to me.”
“Next time I’ll definitely listen. If I don’t next time, you can punish me…” Ye Qilan thought for a moment, “By making me kneel on a keyboard?”
Su Hongxing couldn’t imagine the sight of Ye Qilan kneeling on a keyboard, and her anger and tension inexplicably disappeared because of what he said.
She turned and walked out, and Ye Qilan closely followed behind her, “Honey, I’m serious. If I don’t listen in the future, you can whip me with a leather whip until you’re satisfied, and I won’t make a sound.”
At worst, he could carry a leather whip with him at all times. If he upset her, he would let her whip him a couple of times to vent her anger—surely that would work?
Su Hongxing’s lips curved slightly, yet she neither turned back nor responded.
Ye Qilan thought she was still angry and continued explaining, “Don’t you think Beichuan’s words were filthy just now? He actually dared to say he kissed you. You know, you know I…”
Ever since he married Su Hongxing, he barely had the chance to kiss her. Beichuan’s words indeed ignited him like an explosive.
So, all the way, he apologized, but Su Hongxing didn’t respond until they returned to Qingmu Garden. And even then, her expression didn’t soften.
Having no other options, he simply found a belt and handed it to Su Hongxing, “Honey, whip me hard to vent your anger.”
Su Hongxing looked at the belt in her hand, then at Ye Qilan’s sincere face, realizing he wasn’t joking.
She threw away the belt and said coldly, “Do you think I’m like you, a violent maniac? I’m not unreasonable enough to whip you in front of the child.”
Beside them, Little Pudding was watching them with innocent curiosity, thinking they were playing some fun game.
“Honey, I’m not a violent maniac,” Ye Qilan defended himself, trailing behind Su Hongxing, “It’s just that Beichuan is so disgusting. If I don’t beat him up, my fists feel uncomfortable…”