Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Lu Xingci was awakened by a cell phone ringing.

Her slender arms emerged from under the covers, her fair skin marked with mottled red marks.

He reached for his phone on the bedside table, didn't even check the caller ID, pressed the answer button, turned slightly to the side, and put the phone to his ear.

"Feed".

She spoke indistinctly, and her boyfriend Song Qinghui's voice came through the receiver.

"Xingci, are you angry?"

Sorry, I forgot yesterday was our anniversary.

How about I make it up to you today? I booked your favorite French restaurant.

Song Qinghui's voice was still as gentle and pleasant as ever, but Lu Xingci felt a physical aversion to it.

Yesterday marked their third anniversary together.

She prepared a gift in advance and even inquired about the bar he went to with his friends the night before.

I want to give the other person a surprise.

Unexpectedly, Song Qinghui dealt her a blow first.

Last night, as soon as she reached the second floor, she overheard Song Qinghui and his friend chatting while smoking around the corner.

A friend asked him, "Are you really planning to marry Lu Xingci? We've been together for so many years and haven't broken up yet. I never expected that."

Lu Xingci and Song Qinghui met in college, but at that time he was an unattainable rich young master, while she had to work part-time to finish college.

The two people are like parallel lines that will never intersect.

But after graduation, he accidentally ended up working at his company.

Lu Xingci was attracted by Song Qinghui's gentle and refined temperament and quickly fell for him.

She thought she had found true love and a life partner.

So even if Song Qinghui said not to go public, she was willing.

Moreover, every time she attended a friend's gathering with him, they would call her "sister-in-law" repeatedly.

Lu Xingci had complete trust in Song Qinghui.

With her back against the wall, she thought that what followed was Song Qinghui's heartfelt confession, but unexpectedly, it was a bucket of cold water poured over her head.

She heard Song Qinghui say, "How could that be? You know my mother doesn't like her."

Yes, Song Qinghui's mother didn't like her because she wasn't from a wealthy family and they weren't a good match.

But she believed that love could overcome all difficulties!

"My mother raised me all by herself, which was not easy. I can't go against her wishes."

Moreover, my mother is right. Although Lu Xingci is beautiful, she is of no help to my life.

"Then why have you been with her for so many years?"

"She is obedient, sensible, and talented."

Actually, as long as she doesn't mind, I can continue to be with her even if I get married.

I can give her everything except a formal title.

Song Qinghui's words were like a sharp blade piercing straight into Lu Xingci's heart.

The knife felt like it was coated with poison, and Lu Xingci felt a chill run through his body.

She left trembling, threw the gift into the trash can at the entrance of the club, and went into the nearest bar.

In order to get revenge and vent her resentment, she spent 1888 yuan to hire a male model to accompany her.

After a night of passion, Lu Xingci felt it was time to put an end to their three-year relationship.

"Perfect timing, I also have something to tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xingci's fingers touched the hard, burning chest.

She touched it a couple more times with suspicion, then suddenly opened her eyes.

I saw Shen Yu's handsome and refined face.

The brilliant sunlight streamed in through the window behind him, gilding him with a dazzling golden edge.

Shen Yu's appearance is top-notch, even by entertainment industry standards.

But the smile on his lips sent a chill down Lu Xingci's spine.

What's going on? Why is Shen Yu in my bed?!

Fragments of broken memories flooded in like a tide.

Whispering sweet nothings, like dry wood meeting a raging fire.

Shen Yu took advantage of her at will, and the scenes were so stimulating that even just recalling them would make her blush.

"How does it feel?"

As Shen Yu's magnetic, languid voice rang out, Lu Xingci immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"you……"

Shen Yu suddenly moved closer to her, their bodies only breaths apart.

He tapped the back of his phone with his long, slender fingers and spoke in a teasing voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Is that my brother?"

Shen Yu is Song Qinghui's cousin. The two look somewhat alike, but their personalities are completely different.

A wave of panic washed over Lu Xingci, and he quickly hung up the phone.

She sat up abruptly, glaring at him angrily.

"Shen Yu, what are you doing in my bed!"

Shen Yu propped his head up with one hand, lying on his side, leisurely admiring her exposed back.

His fingers roamed over her smooth, snow-white skin, and his gaze lit up for a moment when it fell on the mottled red marks covering her back.

His eyes gleamed with pride; he was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

But the next second, he looked up and put on a pitiful look.

"You turn on me as soon as you pull up your pants? I never knew my sister was like this before."

Lu Xingci moved his lips, but before he could speak, Shen Yu continued.

"You drank too much last night and some men were groping you. I was worried about your safety, so I brought you to the hotel."

As a result, you became lustful and wouldn't let me leave, even trying to take off my clothes.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at all these nail marks on my body. How am I ever going to ever face anyone again?

My innocence has been ruined by my sister.

Shen Yu dropped the blanket, revealing the fingernail scratches on his body.

Lu Xingci's pupils trembled.

Good heavens! Although she remembered that last night was indeed unusual, she never expected it to be this intense.

She threw off the covers and got out of bed, wanting only to escape as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, his legs went weak and he collapsed.

Shen Yu caught her with lightning speed, but due to inertia, the two of them fell back onto the bed together.

Lu Xingci's body was pressed tightly against him, and the spot where his palm touched was firm, full, and burning hot.

Shen Yu smirked smugly, his captivating peach blossom eyes fixed on her.

The deep, magnetic voice was like a feather brushing against the ear.

"Since my sister can't remember, shall we try to recall it together?"

"think……"

Before she could even utter a word of refusal, Lu Xingci was grabbed by the waist by a large hand, lifted into the air, and pinned down by Shen Yu once again.

The next second, Shen Yu pounced on him like a hungry tiger.

**

When Lu Xingci came out of the hotel, it was almost noon.

The clothes I wore last night were torn to shreds and I can't wear them anymore.

He was wearing a business suit that Shen Yu had temporarily arranged to be delivered.

Surprisingly, the size was quite suitable, and the style matched my usual taste.

Lu Xingci took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, and spoke indifferently.

"I hope you can pretend that nothing happened last night."

Shen Yu wore a light blue shirt with the collar wide open, revealing her smooth skin and beautiful collarbone.

He stepped forward, pulled down his collar, and showed Lu Xingci the teeth marks on his left chest.

"It's a bit difficult."

Lu Xingci warned with a stern face.

"It's a matter of mutual consent among adults. Do you expect me to take responsibility for it?"

"Besides, Song Qinghui is your brother. Aren't you afraid he'll come after you?"

Shen Yu stepped closer, looking down at her. After a moment, he suddenly smiled, tilting his head.

"To die beneath the peony blossoms is to die a romantic death, even as a ghost. I am willing to break with my brother for you."

He deliberately emphasized the words "willingly," causing Lu Xingci to frown.

Lu Xingci rolled her eyes at him, suppressing her impatience.

"I will act as if nothing happened. I hope that when you see me, Mr. Shen, you will remain as unfamiliar as ever."

Lu Xingci hailed a taxi and got in. Just as Shen Yu was about to chase after him, his phone rang.

Unfortunately, the caller was Song Qinghui.

Shen Yu raised an eyebrow, buttoned up his shirt, and answered the phone with an arrogant tone.

"What's wrong?"

"Your aunt said she arranged a blind date for you yesterday, and you agreed but didn't go?"

Shen Yu took out his car keys, unlocked the car, and got into it.

"Ah, I suddenly met a beautiful woman who was heartbroken in love, so I went to rescue her."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

"The other party is, after all, the daughter of the Qin family. How could you stand her up?"

You should at least tell them, otherwise you'd make them wait in the restaurant for hours.

After all that picking and choosing, what kind of one do you really want?

Shen Yu immediately pictured Lu Xingci's delicate, blushing face in his mind, and he said directly.

"Someone like my sister-in-law will do."