In the bright yellow room, a tall man was pinning a delicate woman against the wall, doing something lewd. Lin Shiyu turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Fu Qinglun stretched out his large palm and pinched her face. He said hoarsely, "Shi 'shi, follow me obediently. With me around, no man will dare to want you.
"I'll dote on you in the future. If you don't want to do it, I won't do it. Looking at your face, I'll do it myself."
"…"
…
Ten minutes later.
Fu Qinglun hurriedly ended it. He knitted his brows and looked at the woman with his bloodshot eyes. "You …"
He pointed at her nightdress with his long fingers and licked his dry lips. He apologized in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I accidentally … dirtied your clothes …"
Lin Shiyu curved her pretty red lips. "Was it an accident, or … on purpose? Can't you restrain that little thing of yours? "
Fu Qinglun pursed his dry lips. He really didn't do it on purpose. She was trying to frame him.
This woman was evil!
He walked over to the bedside cabinet, took out a few pieces of tissue paper and helped her wipe her nightdress.
Lin Shiyu placed her fair hand on his broad chest and pushed him away. "There's no need to wipe it. Do you think I'll still wear it to sleep after you've wiped it clean?"
"…"
Fu Qinglun glared at her fiercely, his dark red lips forming a wry smile. "Mrs Fu, you're really pretentious. I've only dirtied your clothes a little and you can't sleep. Why didn't you say anything when I gave it to you in the past?"
"…"
Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows and said, "Didn't I return what you gave me to you?"
She had already given him the seed he had sown.
Her child was gone.
Once this topic was brought up, the ambiguous factor in the air disappeared without a trace. Fu Qinglun's handsome face darkened. The child would always be a pain in his heart.
Moreover, she would habitually miscarry in the future.
No one told her, she didn't know. Perhaps she would lose the right to be a mother in the future.
She was so frigid now that she could not even taste what it was like to be a woman.
Fu Qinglun's heart felt as though it was being sliced by a knife. He could still remember when they were in Jinhua Palace, when he kissed her until her face was red and she was out of breath. At that time, she had feelings for him.
He was the one who had made her like this.
"I've already returned the child to you. Now that you're unwilling to leave, is it because you want me to return this pajamas to you?"
It was disgusting to have his filth on her nightgown.
Lin Shiyu lifted her fair hands and took off her pajamas one by one.
Her pajamas were peeled off, revealing her smooth skin. There should have been a singlet underneath, but Fu Qinglun's eyes narrowed. That singlet was gone.
She sleeps without underwear.
At this moment, his vision darkened. Lin Shiyu had thrown the pajamas in her hands over his head, blocking his vision. She then pushed him out of the room. Bam! The door closed in front of his eyes.
Fu Qinglun was locked outside the door.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. His entire mind was filled with the scene he had just seen. Her pajamas were still over his head and his nostrils were filled with the faint scent of her body.
He stretched out his hand and pulled the pajamas off his head, placing it under his nose and sniffing it. It smelled so good.
Actually, he wanted to sleep with her, to hug her to sleep.
…
At the engagement banquet.
Lu Yan and Wang Yingying's engagement banquet was held at the International Hotel. There were many guests at the banquet and it was extravagant and grand.
Wang Yingying wore a V-neck white chiffon dress. Her hand was hooked around Lu Yan's muscular arm, accepting everyone's blessings.
At the banquet, there were many young married ladies from wealthy families. Those women's gazes secretly landed on Lu Yan, sizing him up before turning gloomy. Lu Yan, this man, was finally engaged.
This man belonged to all women. Today, Wang Yingying had caused all the young married ladies to fall out of love.
What kind of capabilities did Wang Yingying have to be able to win over Lu Yan? It really made everyone envious.
Wang Yingying looked at the man beside her. Today, Lu Yan wore a custom-made white shirt and black trousers. His neat short hair was pushed up, revealing his forehead. His facial features were handsome and chiseled. Under the resplendent crystal chandelier, he was so charming that it made one's heart palpitate.
Lu Yan usually wore black shirts. This was the first time he wore a white shirt. Actually, he looked better in white.
This man who had ventured into the underworld in his teens was ruthless and murderous. He was unruly and experienced. When he wore white, he exuded a cold, chiseled, and heroic aura.
It was as if he was only wearing a black shirt, a disguise, and the one wearing a white shirt was the real him.
He was silent and chiseled.
Wang Yingying hooked her arm around the man's muscular arm and laughed softly. "Master Yan, how many romantic relationships have you had outside? Look at all the women here, they all look as if they've fallen out of love. I've become the public enemy."
Lu Yan stuck one hand into his trouser pocket. He had just ended a conversation with a boss. He lowered his brown eyes and glanced at the woman beside him, then raised his eyes and scanned the crowd.
When those young married ladies met his gaze, they blushed, were shy and resentful … it was as if everyone had a story with him.
Lu Yan's thin lips curved into a smile. He didn't remember any of these women.
Perhaps they had been together before, but he didn't pay much attention to them.
Lu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Wang Yingying, smiling nonchalantly. "I don't even know how many romantic relationships I've had. If you're regretting it, you can leave now."
Wang Yingying froze. This man was really … fickle and heartless.
She was already engaged to him today, but he still wanted her to leave.
Wang Yingying knew that he actually didn't like her. Regarding the engagement, it was only because he wanted to get engaged. She just happened to appear at this time.
Wang Yingying's eyes lit up. This man had many sides and no one could see through his true feelings.
But the more he was like this, the more she liked him and the more she wanted to conquer him.
"Master Yan, I won't leave. I want to be your fiancée and your wife in the future. But you have to promise me that from now on, you have to cut off all contact with those women outside. You can only have me as your only woman."
Hearing these words, Lu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the red wine glass in his hand. He lazily swirled the rich red liquid in the glass and took a sip. "Mm."
Wang Yingying smiled happily. This man's words carried enormous weight. Once he agreed, it would be a lifelong matter.
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