On our wedding night, my husband, strong and muscular—the type who clearly knew how to work hard—left for the city to find work and vanished without a trace. I was left alone in our small village, starving and freezing, working from dawn until dusk. In just one year, the once round and lucky-looking woman I was became a skinny, miserable wreck. Just then, my biological parents showed up. They said I was their daughter, swapped at birth, and they wanted to take me to the city to live in luxury. But the moment I got into the car, I was kidnapped. They threatened my parents: pay the ransom, or they'd kill me! I was shaking with fear, but when they took off the blindfold and I saw the leader of the gang, I froze. Isn't that my husband who left on our wedding night? 1 "Honey!" The name I blurted out made every eye in the room snap to me and Wes. Wes instantly turned bright red. I couldn't clearly see his expression, but I was so overwhelmed I yelled the name again, louder. "Honey!" The gang members stared at me, tied up like a pretzel, then burst into roaring laughter. "Big Boss, is this woman crazy?" "Calling every guy 'Honey'? Hey, sweet cheeks, how about me?" "You? Look at the Boss's physique! Now look at yours!" "The Boss is so lucky! Even as a kidnapper, beautiful rich girls are throwing themselves at him!" Wes shot them a fierce look. When he looked at me, he frowned. "Stop shouting! Who are you calling 'Honey'?" I froze. He didn't recognize me! He heartlessly abandoned me on our wedding night, promising to come back and give me the good life, but he never called. If my biological parents hadn't found me, I'd still be a lonely statue, waiting for him in the village! The memory made me furious. I started screaming. "You lowlife scumbag! You abandoned me and disappeared! Now you show up and kidnap me? Do you have any conscience left?" "Do you know how I lived? I was hungry and cold! I nearly froze to death in the village last winter!" I exaggerated my miserable past, tears streaming down my face. The thugs looked genuinely confused. "No way, is she really the Big Boss's wife?" "The Boss is rich! He's got a wife and money now!" "Boss, you can't forget your brothers once you hit the big time!" A skinny guy with yellow hair crept up to Wes, grinning. "Boss, we kidnapped a person, but this chick wants a personal service!" Wes pushed him away in disgust. "Shut up, all of you!" He walked up to me, deliberately deepening his voice, and pinched my chin. "Open your eyes and look closely! Who is your husband? My name is Wes Stone, but on the streets, they call me 'River Dragon'!" "Besides, I have a wife! She's round and lucky-looking!" "You sound like her, but you're skin and bones. Do you think I'm blind?" "Little beauty, stop trying to get close to me, or I'll cut out your tongue!" He threatened me menacingly, but as he turned away, I heard him mumble. "Wearing such nice clothes... why is she pretending to be my wife? What an actress! Good thing I didn't fall for it." I was already mad he wouldn't admit who he was. Hearing that, I subconsciously looked down at myself. My waist, once a barrel, was now sleek and slender. My big butt was now a peach. I'd lost 130 pounds! No wonder he didn't recognize me. For the first time in my life, I wanted to cry because of my figure. "I really am your..." Before I could finish, he slapped tape over my mouth. "I'm warning you! I've been a criminal for years. I kill without remorse. Your seduction tactics won't work on me!" "Stay quiet and wait for the ransom, or I won't be gentle!" He menacingly tapped my face with the knife. I was too shocked to move. When he walked away, I sniffled. The more I thought about it, the worse I felt. I cursed under the tape. "Wes, you lowlife bastard!" But with the tape on, they couldn't hear what I said. After a while, I calmed down, studying the men around me. They were all big and rough, covered in tattoos and scars. They looked like the local village troublemakers. I looked at Wes, instructing his men in the distance. I sank into thought. He said he went to the city for work. How did he end up here? Why was he kidnapping me? I lamented internally. Honey, trying to learn everything will only ruin you! 2 A phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. Wes glanced at me and lowered his voice. "Miss Chen, it's done." Miss Chen? Jessica Chen? Isn't that the sister who was swapped with me? Was she the one who ordered the kidnapping? I instantly strained my ears. "Don't worry, we didn't hurt her, just gave her a scare." "We'll make sure she backs off and doesn't bother you anymore." With those two sentences, I understood the whole plot. She just didn't want me to come home! I rolled my eyes. Since my life wasn't in danger, I had nothing to worry about. My priority now was teaching my dense husband a lesson for not recognizing his wife. Once he hung up, I kicked the skinny yellow-haired thug, signaling him to rip off the tape. He was curious and wanted to see the show, so he actually did it. The first thing I did was clear my throat. "Honey~" The sugary voice made the thugs choke with laughter. Wes flinched, turning back with a tight expression. "I told you not to call me that!" I pouted dramatically. "Why so mean? I'm thirsty. Even kidnappers can't let their hostage die of thirst, can they?" I faked a pained look. Wes sighed, throwing a bottle of water that landed near me. I looked at the water, my eyes darting around. "Oh no, I'm tied up! I can't drink. Honey, can you help me?" He looked defeated, walking over to hold the bottle to my lips. I looked at his hands and his abs, gulping down saliva. He noticed me staring and quickly covered his chest. "Are you going to drink or not?" I quickly looked away. "Yes, yes, of course." I drank half the bottle, burping contentedly. As he moved to leave, I changed my tone. "Honey~" He nearly tripped over his own feet. "Auntie, what do you want now?" "Man cannot live on bread alone. Honey, you've kept me tied up for ages. Aren't you going to feed me?" He covered his ears and looked away in disgust. "Fine! Wait!" The thugs couldn't hold it anymore and roared with laughter. "Boss, I don't think your wife wants food. She wants you!" "Why don't you sacrifice yourself, Boss? Just take the girl!" Wes angrily slammed the water bottle on the ground. "Shut up, all of you!" "I'm warning you again! I have a wife! If I hear that kind of talk again, I'll turn against you!" Seeing his genuine anger, the thugs sobered up. I smiled, pleased. My husband was dense, but he had good morals. Wes looked back at me fiercely. "Take her inside and lock her up! I'm going to buy food!" The thugs quickly escorted me inside. I wrinkled my nose. "You want me to sleep here?" The yellow-haired guy winked. "This is the Boss's private room! Single bed! You're welcome!" "Oh," I said, looking enlightened, returning his smile. "Don't worry, brother. If this works out, your sister-in-law won't forget you!" I sat down quietly. After a long wait, when I was almost falling asleep, Wes returned. "Here, eat!" He handed me a bun and an egg. I felt a pang of warmth. "You feed me." He frowned, about to snap, but I lifted my hands. "I'm tied up! You expect me to peel my own egg?" Frustrated, he sat beside me. He carefully peeled the egg and held it to my lips. I leaned back. "I don't eat egg yolks." He sighed, but silently ate the yolk. He fed me the whites. His dark, tanned skin contrasted with the white egg. He was a muscle man, but his fingers were surprisingly defined. I subconsciously swallowed. When I opened my mouth, I accidentally brushed his finger. My heart hammered. Wes was busy eating the yolk, not noticing my reaction. "I'm a kidnapper! You're lucky to be alive! You're picky now?" I looked at him innocently. "My husband taught me: whatever I don't like, he eats." Wes paused, swallowing the yolk. His wife didn't like egg yolks either! Could this skinny rich girl really be his wife? He shook his head, pushing the absurd idea away. His wife was plump and adorable. This skinny rich girl couldn't possibly be her! 3 Night fell. Wes made a bed on the floor. "You sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the floor. I'm guarding you." I felt warm inside. I complained from the bed. "Honey, you're so sweet." He glared at me, saying nothing. I pushed my luck. "Can you untie me? My hands hurt." He instantly looked suspicious. "No! If I untie you, you'll run away! Don't even try your cute voice. The answer is no!" His stubbornness annoyed me. I moved aside, offering him half the bed. I fluttered my eyes at him. "Then you can just hold me! I won't run away!" He closed his eyes, pretending not to hear me. I wasn't letting him get off easy! I poked his thigh with my foot. Wes jumped up and hit his head on the ceiling, groaning in pain. I sat up, pretending to be worried. I saw his ears were red. I lay back down, smiling, pouting my lips. "Honey, if you don't untie me, I don't know what I might do next, you know~" He wrapped himself up tightly in the blanket, his jaw clenched. "I don't believe you can do anything!" I smirked. "I won't run away, but I can definitely make you miserable all night." I was nervous playing the seductive part, but he didn't respond for a long time. I was getting annoyed. I was a beautiful woman now! I angrily turned my head and saw his fists clenched. He was muttering under his breath. "Must not hurt the hostage. Must not hurt the hostage..." I fought a giggle. Wes suddenly surrendered. "Fine. I'll untie you. Just stop bothering me!" He looked miserable. "Promise me, once I untie you, you'll be quiet and leave me alone!" I nodded obediently. "Anything for you, Honey." He shivered in disgust, untying the ropes. He didn't see the mischief in my eyes. Freed, I immediately pounced on him, wrapping myself around him like an octopus. "I was tied up all day! Time to stretch!" He froze, his eyes wide. "You... you lied!" I laughed, running my fingers over his abs. "Honey, your body is incredible!" He was terrified, trying to push me away. "Get off me! Or I won't be nice! I'll really throw you out!" "I have a wife! I'm still a virgin!" I held on tightly, biting his ear. I whispered menacingly. "Wes, do you really not recognize me?" If he said no, I was biting his ear off! Wes stiffened, turning to look at me slowly. "Are you..." Chapter 4 4 I cuddled into his chest. "You remember me! I thought you'd forgotten me completely!" He was stiff, but then he sighed. "You must have heard my name from the guys. I shouldn't trust you." "You're so annoying! Why are you messing with me? I've told you—I won't fall for your seduction! I won't let you go!" I was so exasperated I pinched his ear. "Wes, one second of sunlight makes you arrogant, doesn't it?" Hearing my angry voice, he finally panicked. He shoved me away and stared at my face. After a long time, he shook his head fiercely. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" "My wife is twice as wide as you! And you have a sharp chin! She has a round face!" Hearing him call me "round-faced," I hit him on the nose and lifted my pants to show him the scar on my ankle. "You think I have a round face? I nearly got eaten by a dog saving you! You lowlife bastard!" He looked confused, nearly falling to his knees. "Auntie, please stop playing games with me! Who told you all this?" I folded my arms, annoyed. "You don't believe me? I'll help you remember!" "You watched Widow Liu take a bath when you were three, stole Little Fang's panties when you were five, were caught stealing dates and called a hooligan by Old Mrs. Chen when you were six, and your nine aunts still laugh about you wetting the bed when you were seven..." He clamped his hand over my mouth, nearly suffocating me. I struggled, hitting his hand. Wes's veins popped. He bit out each word. "I believe you! You're Chloe Lane! Stop talking!" I nodded frantically, finally able to breathe. Wes looked at me, full of remorse. "Are you okay, wife? Why didn't you stay home and wait for me?" I glared at him. "It's all your fault!" "You were gone for years without a word! How was I supposed to survive? I worked before dawn and slept after midnight, taking care of four old people! Look how skinny I am!" He nodded apologetically. "Yes, yes, my fault, my fault." I was still angry. I hugged his arm and took a loud, deliberate bite. Mmm, still tastes the same!
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