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My Husband Bullies Me Daily - Chapter 7

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Without even batting an eyelid, Jun Wuwang turned a page of the magazine he was holding as he said coldly, “I don’t like sweet melons.”

“…Oh. So Daddy likes to eat bitter gourd.” After having this sudden realization, Jun Ziyan ran out of the living room. As he was running, he shouted, “Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang! My Daddy likes to eat bitter gourd!”

Uncle Zhang was the Jun family’s chef!

Jun Wuwang: “…”

Upon hearing what Jun Ziyan had said, Chef Zhang thought that a qualified chef must be able to satisfy the master’s palate anytime and anywhere!

Hence…

The Jun family’s lunch was as follows: bitter gourd salad; stir-fried bitter gourd with eggs; bitter gourd and cabbage; stir-fried bitter gourd and carrot with egg; bitter gourd soup with corn, chestnut, and chicken feet; steamed bitter gourd with prawns; golden oat bitter gourd…

Looking at the bitter gourd dishes that filled the table, Jun Wuwang did not know where to begin. He shot a cold glance at Jun Ziyan. Jun Ziyan buried his face into his bowl containing bitter gourd, picked up a piece of it using chopsticks, and took a bite… Thereafter, his adorable face became as wrinkled as a bitter gourd!

The bitter gourd was really bitter!

***

Donning a white princess wedding gown, Su Xiao’ai linked arms with Jun Wuwang and stepped into the church slowly!

Su Xiao’ai glanced at the icy cold man beside her secretly. Even on his big day! He still kept a stoic face, as if someone owed him hundreds of billions of dollars! There was no smile on his face!

F*ck!

If he really didn’t feel like marrying her, he could just f*cking call off the wedding! It was not like she was willing to marry him either!

What a pervert! She had already gone to his office and berated him viciously in front of so many senior executives of the company. She had even fled the wedding and humiliated him so much! Yet he was still willing to marry her. If he wasn’t a pervert, what was he?

Was there no one else he could marry except her?

Come to think of it, that was totally possible! Judging from his net worth and status, he could have all the women in the world. Why must he force her, of all people, into this? He must be hiding some sort of embarrassing and unmentionable illness!

That must be the case!

As Su Xiao’ai stared at the icy cold man who was looking ahead, her lips curled into an evil smile… Once she had married him and spent time with him, she would get to know of his embarrassing and unmentionable illness! Thereafter, she would announce it to the public so that he would be humiliated and become the laughingstock of the entire Yan City.

Hmph… He asked for this by forcing her into marriage!

Her evil gaze might have been too intense, such that Jun Wuwang could sense it. Tilting his head slightly, he glanced at her coldly.

“…”

Su Xiao’ai froze before lowering her head in embarrassment!

She was anxious. He couldn’t possibly have guessed what she was thinking, could he? F*ck… what were the odds?!

The wedding march song commenced.

With arms linked, Su Xiao’ai and Jun Wuwang stepped into the church slowly… Su Xiao’ai started to feel depressed. From this day onward, she had to be tied to this man for the rest of her life. However, she didn’t love him at all. She could also sense that Jun Wuwang did not love her either…

Two people who were not in love with each other were going to be tied together. Only torture and helplessness awaited her!

Master Jun was getting married, so the church was packed with celebrities and public figures. With a single glance, one could notice many familiar faces that could be seen on the television and the news.

Regardless of what they themselves were thinking, all of them wore a subtle smile on their faces, which conveyed their well wishes for Jun Wuwang and Su Xiao’ai.

Slowly, they were inching closer and closer toward the priest. Su Xiao’ai also felt increasingly nervous! Finally… they arrived in front of the priest and stopped in their tracks.

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