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"Enter!"

Liu Chengyan's voice was cold and hard, without a trace of the tenderness and passion he had just displayed.

Secretary Zhang carefully pushed open the door, holding the documents, inwardly groaning.

You could tell from the president's brief tone that he was probably feeling extremely down right now.

"President, this is the final document for the acquisition that you need to sign immediately."

"I also need to report the quarterly results this morning to you."

Secretary Zhang gently placed the documents and reports on a corner of the desk.

I kept my head down, not daring to look up, and felt that the atmosphere in the office was frighteningly low.

"Leave it."

Liu Chengyan casually tapped his fingertips on the smooth mahogany table, producing a rhythmic, soft sound, as his gaze swept over the document covers.

Suddenly, his tapping motion paused almost imperceptibly for a moment.

A fleeting, elusive glint of desire and undercurrent flashed across his slightly narrowed eyes.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his knuckles tapped even slower.

He flipped through the documents casually, his voice devoid of any emotion: "How much did quarterly revenue increase sequentially?"

Secretary Zhang quickly bowed and replied.

"The month-on-month growth was 12%, exceeding expectations by 3 percentage points, mainly due to the successful completion of the Chengnan project..."

However, Secretary Zhang's professional and clear report gradually faded and disappeared from Liu Chengyan's ears.

Ultimately, it all faded into a hazy background sound.

It's damn captivating...

A scorching current surged up from the tailbone, instantly engulfing the limbs and the entire body.

Liu Chengyan lowered his eyelashes, concealing the dark emotions churning in his eyes.

His fingertips traced the texture of the document pages, but the pressure unconsciously increased.

"President? President?"

Secretary Zhang's voice, tinged with a hint of cautious probing, pulled Liu Chengyan back from his reverie.

His Adam's apple bobbed again, and his fingertips clenched the document tightly, creating a deep crease at the edge of the paper.

Damn it!

He cursed inwardly.

He forcefully suppressed the dark emotions surging in his eyes, leaving only a cold and melancholy expression.

When he glanced at Secretary Zhang, his tone revealed no sign of anything amiss:

"Understood, that concludes the report. Leave the documents here and you may leave."

The coldness in that voice sent a chill down Secretary Zhang's spine. She dared not utter another word and quickly bowed, replying, "Yes, President."

Oh my god! How scary!

Secretary Zhang practically fled the office.

Liu Chengyan slowly bent down, picked up a clean silk handkerchief from the table, and gently wiped her moist, rosy lips.

"You're so careless even when you're just having a drink."

His voice was low and husky, with a strange, languid quality, as his fingertips brushed against her soft lips.

"Look, his mouth is all covered in it."

Liu Yunshu turned her head away in embarrassment, tears welling up in her eyes like pearls from a broken string.

It pattered onto his shiny leather shoes, leaving a small wet patch.

She bit her lower lip until it bled, but she refused to make a sound.

Looking at her stubborn yet pitiful appearance, Liu Chengyan's eyes surged with even greater turmoil.

He suddenly grabbed her waist, pulled her onto his lap, and held her close in his arms.

The silk skirt slipped off his shoulders, revealing large expanses of delicate skin, damp with tears, which made his heart clench.

He squinted, letting out a satisfied, deep sigh, his hot breath brushing against her ear and neck.

"Honey, don't be nervous, relax."

"Please...please, don't..."

Liu Yunshu's voice was broken beyond recognition, the last syllable choked up in her throat, thick with tears.

Her fingers gripped his suit jacket tightly, her knuckles turning bluish-white, the force so great it seemed she was digging into the fabric.

"What do you want from me?"

His voice was terribly hoarse, and his warm breath brushed against her earlobe, carrying a deadly allure.

"Beg me to stop, or beg me..."

Liu Yunshu trembled violently, as if burned by those words, and all the blood in her body rushed to her head.

She turned her head away, not daring to look into his eyes, but her tears flowed even more fiercely, soaking his shirt and leaving a dark stain.

"Not here..." Her voice was barely audible, filled with a desperate plea, "Someone might come in..."

"Won't."

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her trembling lips, leaving a hot, light kiss.

"I gave the order that no one is allowed to enter without my permission."

He grabbed Liu Yunshu's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

"Look at me."

He commanded, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes.

"Yun Shu, look at me."

Liu Yunshu's eyelashes trembled violently as she slowly opened her eyes, meeting his deep gaze.

"remember,"

His voice was deliberate and authoritarian, carrying an unquestionable air of despotism.

You are mine. You can only be mine.

He lowered his head and kissed her trembling lips.

This kiss was not as gentle as before; it carried a predatory quality, lingering and relentlessly pursuing her, leaving her no room to dodge.

Liu Yunshu's consciousness gradually blurred, leaving only boundless fear and a trace of a descent into despair that she herself dared not admit.

After a long while, the wind and waves subsided.

Liu Yunshu, like a beautiful doll whose soul had been emptied, leaned softly against his sweaty chest.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared at a spot on the office ceiling, as if she had been drained of even the strength to shed a tear.

All that remained was boundless numbness and coldness.

Liu Chengyan, on the other hand, looked completely satisfied, like a beast after a full meal, and leaned lazily back in his chair.

He held her with one arm, and with the other hand he casually stroked the smooth but cold back of the person in his arms.

The fingertips lingered on that delicate skin, as if savoring the feast just now.

He was so engrossed in his own satisfaction that he didn't notice her deathly pale face.

"Would you like to... go see Jiang Chi?"

He suddenly spoke, his voice still hoarse from their encounter.

Liu Yunshu's empty pupils suddenly contracted, and her scattered mind was abruptly pulled back to reality by this name.

"You...you agree to let me go see him?"

Her voice was dry and hoarse, with an unbelievable, subtle tremor.

Liu Chengyan chuckled softly, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"He's your boyfriend, what right do I have to disagree?"

He emphasized the words "boyfriend" and "qualifications" with extreme force, his tone sharp and icy, making Liu Yunshu shudder.

"Yun Shu was very well-behaved and obedient today."

He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against the top of her sweaty hair.

"So, this is your reward."

award......

Liu Yunshu's fingertips suddenly curled up, her nails digging deep into her palms, causing her eyes to redden again from the pain.

"but,"

Liu Chengyan changed the subject, his fingertips gently hooking the pearl-adorned ribbon on her back, slowly caressing it.

His tone was casual, yet carried a chilling threat.

"Rewards also have rules. Our Yun Shu... understands the rules best, right?"

Liu Yunshu's body stiffened, and after a few seconds, she nodded very slightly.

His voice trembled, so weak it was almost inaudible: "I...I understand...thank you...Ayan."

She forced herself to tilt her head back slightly and, trembling, took the initiative to move forward.

She gently pressed her cool, slightly swollen lips against the corner of his slightly upturned lips.

This proactive gesture of goodwill instantly pleased Ryu Seung-yeon.

He let out a low groan, his eyes darkened, and his large hand immediately gripped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss without further ado.

After a long while, he reluctantly released her, his thumb stroking her lips, which were now even redder from the kiss, and chuckled softly, "Good girl."

He reached for the internal phone and pressed the button, instructing his waiting assistant:

"Send in a new set of women's clothing. It should have a high neck, long sleeves, and a conservative style."

A moment later, the assistant knocked on the door and brought in an elegant paper bag containing a smoky gray turtleneck dress.

Liu Chengyan personally carried her into the lounge to clean her up and then changed her clothes.

"I'll have the driver take you there at 2 PM."

He gently tidied her slightly messy hair around her ears.

"Remember to come home for dinner on time."

Liu Yunshu kept her head down the whole time, like a lifeless porcelain doll, letting him do as he pleased.

Upon hearing this, he nodded almost imperceptibly: "I know."

At 2 p.m., the black sedan pulled up in front of the art studio right on time.

The driver respectfully opened the car door. Liu Yunshu's fingertips, which were gripping the hem of her skirt, turned white. She staggered and unsteady as she got out of the car.

"Yun Shu!"

At the entrance of the art studio, a familiar figure's eyes lit up with surprise the moment he saw her.

Jiang Chi strode forward, instinctively reaching out his arm to embrace her as usual, but Liu Yunshu dodged away in surprise.

"Yun Shu?"

Jiang Chi's smile froze, replaced by deep astonishment.

His hand hung there awkwardly, his gaze quickly sweeping over her unusually pale face and the lingering fear in her eyes.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, a dull ache throbbing within me.

"What's wrong with you?"

He immediately softened his voice, proceeding cautiously and not daring to approach rashly again, only looking her up and down with concern.

"Why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell? Or... has something happened?"

Liu Yunshu's fingertips were still trembling as she avoided Jiang Chi's worried gaze.

He walked into the studio with his head down, his steps unsteady as if he were walking on cotton.

Jiang Chi followed behind her, closing the door very gently, but it still startled her.

"Yun Shu,"

Jiang Chi stood half a step behind her, maintaining a restrained and considerate distance, his voice extremely soft, tinged with a tentative tone.

"Was it... that I was too... reckless and hurt you on my birthday last time? Are you... angry with me?"

She dared not turn around, dared not look at the worry in Jiang Chi's eyes.

Those undisguised concerns were like a dull knife, slowly cutting into her already battered heart.

"No." Her voice was terribly dry, with a heavy nasal tone, and the end of her sentence trembled slightly. "It's my own problem."

Jiang Chi quickly walked around to her, squatted down, and brought his eyes to her level.

From this angle, he could see the bloodshot veins all over her eyes.

His face was so pale it was almost transparent, and the deep fear and exhaustion between his brows were clearly visible.

His mind was filled with doubts and his worries deepened.

"What happened? Tell me! You're acting very strange! And what's wrong with your clothes...?"

He remembered that she had never worn such somber, tightly wrapped clothes before.

"Achi!"

As if stung by something, Liu Yunshu suddenly raised her voice to interrupt him, her voice trailing off with undisguised trembling and panic.

She raised her wet eyes and looked at Jiang Chi, her gaze filled with pleading and a near-desperate escape.

"I...I want to go to the amusement park. Right now, right away. Is that okay?"

Jiang Chi was startled by her suddenly raised voice.

Then I saw her reddened eyes, and the question that was on the tip of my tongue instantly turned into tenderness and pity.

He reached out and gently touched her clenched, white fingertips, his voice so tender it could melt water:

"Of course, I'll go with you wherever you want to go."