Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 861: Can You Submit to Me?

Chapter 861: Chapter 861: Can You Submit to Me?

Who would have thought, this chick, guilty as a thief, turned and plunged into the sea; he followed her down, only to find himself caught in some inexplicable time-travel.

Fu Lao Da just wanted to curse: Fuck!

But to live again, to live as someone else, wasn’t too bad.

After all, in his previous life he had been born into poverty, unloved by his father and mother, led astray in his adolescence to walk the path of violence, from which there was no return. He lived a life where it was either kill or be killed. He hadn’t expected that after time-traveling he’d become a prince of noble birth, with an Emperor for a father.

This goddamn life.

Nan Feng avoided Fu Lao Da’s attempt to sling an arm over her shoulder and moved further away: "Since you already know that I was an undercover agent in my previous life, everything I did was just an act. The worlds of black and white will never coexist. There’s no way there’ll be a future between us."

And besides, if he hadn’t tried to pull a gun on her, would she have had to jump into the sea?

"Look at you, can’t you get your head around it? What happened in the previous life is in the past. Now it’s different. I am the esteemed Second Prince, and you, you’re a little stray cat I picked up. Am I still not good enough for you?"

Having said that, Fu Lao Da closed in on Nan Feng another step.

Nan Feng stepped back: "What’s the difference between past and present lives? Aren’t you the same guy?"

"You, woman!" Unable to capture Nan Feng, Fu Lao Da gave up but didn’t forget to remind her: "I’ve divorced Huahua. Without my protection, you’ll become a target in this prairie. You can’t survive here. Even in such circumstances, you can’t accept me?"

Nan Feng remained defiant: "Then let’s give it a try? Why don’t you let me go and see if I can survive?"

Fu Lao Da couldn’t help but pause and then chuckled at Nan Feng: "Don’t even think about it!"

...

After the Bonfire Evening Party that night, Nan Feng scarcely went out anymore.

Fu Lao Da not only had people watch over her but also sent someone to teach her the language of Dashun. However, he himself hadn’t shown up these past few days.

He must be busy.

Nan Feng also wanted to blend in with the locals as soon as possible, so she devoted herself to learning the language.

Three days later, Huahua and Zha Lie had their wedding ceremony.

Huahua, always reluctant, was promiscuous and couldn’t stand loneliness, but she really didn’t want to leave Tuoba Lie. They had been playing together since their romantic feelings first blossomed, both forthright and fiery. After getting married, neither could control the other, leading to constant quarrels. That’s when Huahua started hanging out with her cousin Zha Lie, and little did she know, playing with fire led to getting burned.

But Huahua figured, with Tuoba Lie’s personality, he’d never find out. After all, wasn’t he always out having fun? Yet unexpectedly, Tuoba Lie seemed to become a different person; not only did he stop his philandering ways, but he also began to seriously engage in research, even inventing explosives. He used to be lazy and loved drinking, growing fatter by the day, but he eventually started working out intensely, challenging the masters of Dashun, sculpting an impressive physique. Huahua couldn’t help falling for him again, yet to her dismay, he wouldn’t even glance at her, immune to her seduction.

Huahua really didn’t want to marry Zha Lie; their relationship was just for fun, as was his. But now it was a marriage decreed by the Emperor, and neither of them had a choice in the matter.