She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Qu You glared angrily.

"Qin Mu, are you crazy?"

Qin Mu walked steadily to her and reached out to touch Qu You's face, but she dodged him.

Seeing her strong resistance, Qin Mu withdrew his hand, but his face showed a hint of affection.

"I know exactly what I'm thinking. You have less than a day to decide whether to become Mrs. Qin or go back to your godfather."

He got up and walked out. Qu You, who was on the bed, was perfectly able to move around, but her whole body was weak and she had no strength to escape at all.

"I'll consider your damn thoughts, Qin Mu, you get back here right now."

No matter how harsh Qu You's insults were, Qin Mu remained unmoved.

Qu You tried to get out of bed, but fell flat on her back and couldn't get up.

Upon hearing the sound, Qin Mu turned back, bent down, and picked up Qu You.

Qu You gripped Qin Mu's neck with her hands, her long legs swaying gently with his steps.

"What did you feed us?"

Qu You discovered that even standing up normally was a problem; she was like a useless person.

"A little bit of medication for myasthenia gravis."

Qin Mu thoughtfully covered her with the blanket, but Qu You pulled it off, so Qin Mu covered her with it again. After this back and forth, Qin Mu suddenly kissed her lips.

They kissed passionately, and even stuck out their tongues.

Qu You felt like killing him. She tried to push him away, but he held her tighter and tighter until they both had a strong metallic taste in their mouths before Qin Mu finally let her go.

Qu You was wearing a thin, sheer nightgown, her long, straight hair falling to her side. Her wheat-colored skin radiated health and vitality. She had just bitten Qin Mu's lips, and her lips were as red as if she had drunk blood.

Qin Mu reached out and pressed his bony hand heavily against the bloodstain on his lips, wiping it away forcefully.

He gazed at her collarbone, and then down to the barely visible cleavage, his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

Qu You's eyes were filled with smugness.

"Qin Mu, if you dare treat me like this again, I'll bite you."

Qin Mu reached out and put his tie on his bow tie. With a gentle tug, the bow tie fell loosely to one side, and several buttons on his shirt were also torn off, making a crisp sound as they hit the ground.

Qu You looked at his half-exposed chest muscles, which were completely unlike his usual gentle and frail appearance.

Now it was Qu You's turn to stare at his body, which seemed to reveal eight-pack abs when he was naked. She couldn't help but swallow hard, and her words became stammering.

"What...what do you want?"

Depend on!

This man is surprisingly capable. Looking at his ghostly white skin, Qu You had always thought Qin Mu was the most useless of the sons her father had adopted.

A weakling with no flesh on his body, easily pushed over.

It turns out that "falls over with a push" can also have another meaning.

Qin Mu slowly got onto the bed, tied her wrists with a tie and raised them above her head, and pinched her face with his other hand, forcing her to look at him.

"Young Miss, do you like playing like this?"

Qu You stared at Qin Mu's face, and only then did she realize that this man was actually very handsome.

Not only was he handsome, but he also had a sinister charm. His thin lips hinted at danger, and his eyes, in particular, made Qu You feel as if her soul would be sucked into them with just one glance.

She quickly looked away, but Qin Mu's lips came close again. His hand pinched Qu You's face, but Qu You couldn't bite it at all.

Qin Mu only let her go after he had kissed her enough.

Qu You was just a hair's breadth away from sinking into depravity along with them.

fortunately--

She noticed that Qin Mu had a physical reaction, and he immediately let go, so fast that Qu You didn't even have time to react.

Qu You stared at his bright red ears and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Qin Mu, you're not still a virgin, are you?"

Qin Mu's face was cold and indifferent, a rare change in his expression.

"You should rest well and call me when you've thought it through."

He turned around, leaving behind a serene and elegant silhouette. Qu You also retracted her claws, her face flushed after he left.

Fit Group

Shao Yan was engrossed in her work when Feng Ying knocked on the door.

"Mr. Shao, someone is looking for you."

An uninvited guest stood behind Feng Ying. Shao Yan never expected that Lan Yan would come to find her one day.

"Miss Shao?"

Lan Yan appeared poised and graceful. At Shao Yan's prompting, Feng Ying walked out, but headed towards Han Yifei's office.

Lan Yan sat down in the office chair opposite Shao Yan with an air of nonchalance.

She was dressed in an expensive fur coat, with a sea-blue diamond necklace around her neck, a small string of diamond earrings hanging from her delicate earlobes, and her fingers, holding a new handbag, were slender and white as jade.

The enormous diamond ring on her ring finger was quite eye-catching. She looked incredibly elegant, and with her exquisite makeup, she exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Compared to Shao Yan's simple business attire, Lan Yan's presence is not to be underestimated.

She is a typical wealthy capitalist wife.

"Shao Yan?"

Shao Yan looked at the woman in front of her, her face and her heart remaining completely unmoved.

"Ms. Lan, are you here to discuss a collaboration with our Fit?"

Knowing that the other party had ill intentions, Shao Yan still maintained basic politeness.

Lan Yan curled her lips into a smile, her beautiful eyes filled with utter provocation.

"I'm sure Huo Xiao already told you."

Shao Yan looked at her with amusement, her rosy lips curving down slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm that anyone could understand.

What does my husband want to tell me?

The word "husband" instantly revealed the difference in their status. Lan Yan had imagined countless possible reactions from Shao Yan, but never anything like this.

She simply took out her pregnancy test report and put it right in front of Shao Yan's eyes.

"It's been two months, and I'll be showing soon. Do you understand?"

Shao Yan scoffed lightly: "So?"

Lan Yan felt that this woman must have something wrong with her. Even though she was like this, Shao Yan could still calmly watch her.

"Divorce Huo Xiao, and go back to where you came from."

Shao Yan stared at Lan Yan quietly, looking at her like she was an idiot.

"You mean you want me to give up a super-rich husband whose net worth is immeasurable, and whose ring is worth half a billion, just because of this trivial matter between you two?"

Shao Yan took out the pink diamond that Huo Xiao had given her from the drawer. Although Lan Yan's outfit was quite dazzling and lively, none of the three items combined were as expensive as the pink diamond in her hand.

My husband proposed to me again, and I reluctantly agreed.

Shao Yan ignored Lan Yan's face, which was practically contorted with rage, and slowly picked up the pregnancy test report: "Boy or girl? If it's a boy, he can inherit A-Xiao's agency. If it's a girl, you can keep her and raise her yourself."

The report flew from Shao Yan's hand and headed straight for Lan Yan's delicate face. She couldn't dodge in time and the piece of paper grazed her cheek, immediately leaving a very fine cut from which fresh blood oozed.

"Shao Yan, you bitch—"

Lan Yan reached out and gently touched it, the bright red bloodstains spreading on her fingertips. Lan Yan raised her hand, wanting to slap Shao Yan.

Shao Yan grabbed Lan Yan's wrist and, before she could react, slapped her twice across the face.

"Nobody told you that being a mistress requires professional ethics. You have to stay in bed with her until dawn and then get out. I am the rightful Mrs. Huo. Who gave you the audacity to act like the legal wife here?"