My Vegetative Partner Opened His Eyes in Anger After I Ran Away Chapter 2 - Won't Divorce, Still Dare to Behave Like a Rogue?!

Chapter 2 - Won’t Divorce, Still Dare to Behave Like a Rogue?!

Translator: Callis

Editor: vvreath

Tang Wan rushed forward and happily picked up the kitten. He smiled to reveal a pair of cute dimples, with eyes curved into a beautiful crescent shape. After touching the kitten’s smooth fur, Tang Wan was so moved he couldn’t hold back his tears. This feeling! He couldn’t control himself around cats and petted the kitten’s belly again. He had raised this exceedingly proud little dumpling.

Zong He’s ears perked up, the tips a little red. He pushed back with his chin, in a bad mood. He was still angry, they hadn’t pa.s.sed over the issue of divorce yet!

Tang Wan smiled, caught the kitten’s paw, and pinched his toe beans. He rubbed his face against the cat’s head and stroked the kitten’s belly in a grieving manner, “Baby, Daddy missed you so much!”

Zong He bared his teeth and stretched out his claws, who was whose father?!

But Tang Wan wasn’t afraid of him. He leaned towards the kitten’s face with a smile, “Why did you come back? Didn’t you leave?”

Zong He looked at Tang Wan expressionlessly. He was a rare pure Asian, with mysterious and deep black hair and eyes, containing ancient Oriental charm. He had a thin body, a soft, but not weak, temperament, beautiful painted eyebrows, and a gentle smile, framed by cute, shallow dimples. The entire body emitted an aura of soft comfort. Zong He eagerly sniffed at Tang Wan. His scent was fresh and pleasant, very soothing. It was completely different from his own b.l.o.o.d.y scent, gained from years on the battlefield.

Zong He’s tail quivered and his heart softened. At this time, he felt the warm breath at the top of his head and a soft touch on his forehead. Zong He’s outstretched claws stiffened and stopped midair. He silently retracted his claws. His two front paws helplessly landed on the palm of a hand, and he was kissed again! Kissing him every time he did something wrong, this scheming little human!

Tang Wan truly loved cats. If he had to choose between a cat or a person to spend the rest of his life with, he would not hesitate to choose the cat! Cats were quiet, clean, and gave each other enough s.p.a.ce. Moreover, cats would never betray their masters and their loyalty was no less than a dog’s. In Tang Wan’s eyes, cats were the most lovely creatures, the treasures of the world. Besides, Tang Wan was a typical example of a face-con; he liked beautiful cats and would only raise beautiful cats. The cat in front of him was such a beauty!

Tang Wan kissed the top of the kitten’s head again and again, not letting go of Zong He’s paw. After leaving, Lin Bo happened to pa.s.s by and saw the kitten in Tang Wan’s arms. There was relief in his eyes.

Tang Wan was puzzled and asked, “Lin Bo, was he sent back again?”

Lin Bo explained with a laugh, “Young Master will not be in our house all the time. He will only come when his parents don’t have time to look after him.”

Tang Wan touched the kitten’s head with a smile. “Well, it’s not good for such a small child to be away from his parents all of the time. When he grows up, he won’t be close to them. That’s right, Marshal Zong He’s health……how is it?”

Lin Bo blinked, “Would you like to just go and ask?”

Tang Wan laughed bitterly, “You still don’t know the way I think?”

Lin Bo shook his head and looked innocent, “Your young people’s affairs, this old man doesn’t understand. I won’t meddle in them.”

Tang Wan was struck speechless as Lin Bo took advantage of his own old age. Although he had wrinkles and a head of white hair, looking like a man in his twilight years, Tang Wan had seen with his own eyes that Lin Bo could split open a door with one hand. When a situation arose, he walked as if on wings, like a gust of wind. It was especially terrifying.

“Since you haven’t slept, we’ll move the bedroom first.” Lin Bo delicately touched his well-groomed beard. He sincerely and earnestly said to Tang Wan, “We can’t let a young couple live apart. Come, look at the Marshal’s room. It’s a little small, but that doesn’t matter. We’ll move back to β Ursae Minoris the day after tomorrow. In the next two days, see what you need to purchase, and I’ll go buy it.”

“Ah?” Tang Wan was shocked.

Lin Bo had already nimbly opened the door of the opposite bedroom. After Zong He was injured, he had been living in the treatment room. The bedroom had been locked for three years. Tang Wan was very curious. Was the place that the legendary Marshal lived in different from a normal person’s?

Tang Wan only glanced at it and pulled his head back. “Lin Bo, I think I live quite well by myself.”

Said to be the Interstellar War G.o.d, the Marshal’s bedroom was indeed in a style different from a typical person’s. The walls were full of interstellar maps, models of wars.h.i.+ps and mechs lay on the table, and the ceiling was covered with a sea of stars. Tang Wan looked until he was dizzy. This was not a place where people lived at all. This was a combat command center, where, even when sleeping, one would worry about an enemy’s attack.

When he heard Tang Wan’s refusal, Zong He resentfully struggled a bit.

Tang Wan didn’t know how to hold the kitten in his arms, and his heart told him that this little one was angry again. Tang Wan was already used to it! He gently slapped the kitten’s b.u.t.t. Tang Wan was a little more frank, and smiled, saying, “While our marriage is still under discussion, it’s better to live separately.”

Zong He huffed sulkily, he didn’t want to hear this!

Tang Wan looked doubtfully at the kitten in his embrace. Just now, he thought he had heard a very resentful, m.u.f.fled sound.

The kitten suddenly kicked his legs and jumped out of his arms. Tang Wan had never seen the kitten jump so fast and was shocked. Then, he saw that Da Zhuang had jumped onto Zong He’s bed and plopped down on his b.u.t.t. He still had his lofty arrogance. If a tiger looked at people with this type of appearance, it would give them a dreadfully frightened feeling. A little milk cat with such a look would only let people feel that he was a little lacking. However, Da Zhuang didn’t seem to be aware of this. He patted the position next to his b.u.t.t with a furry little paw. In Tang Wan’s eyes, it was like saying, “I have occupied this s.p.a.ce, quickly come and sit!”

Tang Wan walked over silently, strongly gripped the scruff of Da Zhuang’s neck, and directly picked him up. He angrily gave him a lesson, “How can you take other people’s things? This little kitten hasn’t learned well!”

Zong He: !!!

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Since being picked up, Da Zhuang lost his temper. Tang Wan didn’t know where he wormed his way into and hid. He had searched through the whole mansion but failed to find him. Only one room had not yet been searched: Zong He’s treatment room. Tang Wan stood outside of the door and s.h.i.+fted from side to side a bit before entering.

At this time, his communicator let out a “miao” sound, and Tang Wan saw that the person who sent the message was labeled ‘Little Cutie’. He painfully opened the message. The other party had unhappily asked: Why didn’t you come?

Tang Wan replied: Sorry, something happened in the family. I can’t see you anymore.

Tang Wan’s heart was dripping blood. It wasn’t easy, using money to enter the little cutie’s fan group. It took two months for the cutie to add him as a good friend. Now, all this money and time he had invested had drifted away, all because of Zong He!

The door of the treatment room was pushed open. Zong He was sitting in a wheelchair and he looked at Tang Wan, who was standing in the doorway, with a puzzled face. “Is there something going on?”

“En, I’m looking for Da Zhuang.” Tang Wan’s face was cold for a second, and the atmosphere was rather awkward. They had already been married for a year, and after a less than friendly “refusal to divorce”, this would be considered the first time that they had a serious talk. Zong He was actually very handsome, Tang Wan couldn’t pick out any flaws in his facial features. He had been in the treatment room for a long time and had not seen the sun year-round; as a result, his skin was very pale. Compared to the photos on the internet, Zong He was much thinner and his momentum was slightly diminished. It highlighted his beautiful golden eyes. At a glance, they seemed to emit an infinite promise.

Luxurious, graceful, but it also contained thousands of things that people would be hard-pressed to figure out.

Tang Wan suddenly felt that when Da Zhuang grew up, he would be as handsome as his cousin Zong He. The colors of their eyes were the same.

Zong He turned his wheelchair around Tang Wan and hummed coldly. He disdainfully asked, “I have never heard such an old fas.h.i.+oned name before.”

Tang Wan frowned. Looking at Zong He’s back, he was filled with anger. Da Zhuang, what old fas.h.i.+oned? Da Zhuang clearly was the name of a male G.o.d! Just from hearing it, one would know that he was a strong child! Would grow up fast and healthy without worry! To actually dislike his taste? Then divorce, ah! Find one with good taste! With a word, all the unmarried young women and the handsome young men of β Ursae Minoris would line up to marry into the Marshal’s household, thinking that even if his taste was bad, they still wouldn’t divorce him!

At that moment, Zong He went into the corridor, which meant that he wanted to go up to the elevator. But because he was sitting down, his line of sight was too low. This elevator was a military device, specially for adults. It couldn’t detect his pupils, so it wouldn’t open at all. Zong He just raised his chin and no one knew what he was thinking. Tang Wan saw this and his eyes lit up. He went over, kicked at one of the chair’s legs, and pushed it aside. He rubbed his hands together and asked, “Marshal, you can’t open the door? Do you need help?”

In fact, what Tang Wan really wanted to say was: force you to stand up! Do you dare to stand up and take two steps?

Zong He looked calmly at Tang Wan. “Lean down.”

Tang Wan placed his hands on the back of Zong He’s wheelchair and bent down at his side with a smile, “Marshal, if you need help, please……” Zong He suddenly turned his head and Tang Wan’s pupils shrank. Stunned, his eyes flew wide open. He stared at the person in front of him, he was kissed?!

Zong He smirked. In a good mood, he opened his terminal and tapped a b.u.t.ton. The elevator doors opened obediently and the wheelchair automatically rolled in. Under Tang Wan’s shocked eyes, the Marshal smugly entered the elevator. Having been kissed so many times, he could finally return one. It was refres.h.i.+ng.

Tang Wan’s mind was muddled, filled with the curve of Zong He’s slight smile. It wasn’t until the elevator doors closed that Tang Wan finally responded. He angrily kicked the elevator door and cursed, “You’re sick! You won’t have a normal conversation, playing with me like a rogue!”

After Tang Wan calmed down, he went upstairs and found that his room was empty. An attendant was cleaning the room, as if to clear it out. Tang Wan stood by the door and his face sank. “Where are my things?”

The attendant cleverly answered, “I already helped Fūrén move into the Marshal’s room.”

Tang Wan grimaced. This group of people, they moved too quickly!

As soon as Tang Wan had turned around, Zong He’s room was also tidied up. The maps were collected and the floor was changed to a warm yellow, laid with soft carpet. Zong He sat by the table next to his bed and didn’t know what to look at. He knew that Tang Wan was on the other side of the doorway. He didn’t lift his head and patted the bed beside him, motioning for him to sit down.

Tang Wan blinked. This inexplicable feeling……This movement was very familiar.

When Zong He saw that he hadn’t moved, he raised his head and said solemnly, “Come in, we’ll discuss the problem of the divorce.”

Tang Wan hesitated for a moment, lifted his foot, and went in.

Zong He looked at him stoically, his face still solemn. “Close the door, don’t let anyone else see.”

Tang Wan thought and decided that the Marshal wanted to save face. Partners always noisily divorced and it wasn’t very pleasant to hear out. So, he listened to Zong He and closed the door.

Zong He patted the bedside again. Tang Wan had no choice but to follow and sit down.

“Marshal, I don’t think we’re suitable……en?!”

Before Tang Wan could finish, Zong He, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly stood up. He placed a hand on the table, blocking Tang Wan’s escape route, and wrapped him up in his arms. Looking down at him, Zong He pressed on, “Where you think we are not suitable, I will change.”

Tang Wan was fooled again, what the – ?! Why are you in a wheelchair when you can stand?!

The author has something to say:

Zong He: Didn’t you want me to stand up and take two steps? I stood up.

MC calling ML ‘baby’, what a twist (even if he only means baby in the literal sense…)

For someone who wants a divorce, Tang Wan sure spends a lot of time ogling Zong He _(:3 」∠)_

That aside, I’ve decided to do a bonus chapter per 3 kofi donations! ♡