You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The cold verdict fell in the corridor covered with a thick wool carpet.

It carries an undeniable sense of overwhelming dominance.

Hongjie's lips trembled, and the thick layer of lipstick looked particularly comical on her pale face.

"Chairman Shen... I was wrong... Please be merciful..."

She wanted to rush over and hug Shen Wanzhou's legs.

Uncle Fu made a gesture.

Two burly bodyguards in black stepped forward and grabbed Sister Hong's arms like pincers.

They dragged her out without any mercy, like a dead pig.

The high heels left two messy marks on the carpet.

The piercing cries for mercy were quickly shut out by the fire door.

"You may all step back."

Shen Wanzhou didn't turn around, but gave the order in a cold voice.

Hundreds of bodyguards in black bowed their heads in unison and retreated from the backstage corridor in a well-trained manner.

The heavy metal fire door slammed shut with a click.

The once crowded and oppressive corridor instantly became empty.

Only a few dim wall lamps remained overhead, emitting an ambiguous glow.

The second the door closed.

Shen Wanzhou's straight back seemed to have been suddenly stripped of all its support.

It collapsed instantly.

That domineering queenly aura, capable of life and death, dissipated completely.

She was panting heavily.

A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead, sticking to the stray hairs at his temples.

Facing hundreds of people and that kind of scene just now was like dancing on a knife's edge for someone with severe social anxiety like her.

He was only holding on because of the fierce anger of protecting his food in his chest.

Now all irrelevant people have been cleared out.

She turned around and faced Chen Yuan.

Those peach blossom eyes, which had been as cold as ice just moments before, were now filled with tears of grievance.

His eyes were red and swollen, like a cat whose dried fish had been stolen.

She did not speak.

She took half a step forward, wearing black stilettos.

He moved directly close to Chen Yuan's chest.

Its nose twitched twice, as if it were checking some kind of territorial marker.

I carefully sniffed his pure cotton T-shirt.

The strong, pungent smell of cheap perfume had faded considerably.

But it still stood out in her sensitive nose.

"It smells awful..."

Shen Wanzhou muttered something under her breath.

His voice was thick with nasal tone and an undisguised sourness.

She stretched out her two fair and delicate hands.

He didn't care whether his multi-million dollar haute couture trench coat would get dirty.

He grabbed the fabric of Chen Yuan's T-shirt and slapped it twice.

It was as if this would dispel all the lingering gaze and scent left by that woman.

"Was she trying to touch you just now?"

Shen Wanzhou raised her head, her eyes fixed on Chen Yuan.

She bit her full lower lip with her pearly teeth, leaving a white mark.

"I saw it, she tried to grab your arm!"

Why didn't you move aside!

This is an accusation that is simply unreasonable.

Chen Yuan clearly took a half step back, without even sparing the widow a glance.

But in the eyes of Boss Shen, who is in a state of possessiveness and obsessive-compulsive tendencies regarding his food.

Anyone who even glances at her personal chef is considered to have committed an unforgivable sin.

Chen Yuan looked at the sulky girl in his arms.

In his unfathomable black eyes, an unyielding indulgence and burning passion shone through.

This girl, a socially awkward person, would risk her life for him.

Now, because of some unfounded jealousy, she's making a scene here with red eyes.

This is a morbid possessiveness.

Far from offending him, he did not feel offended.

Instead, it was like a barbed brush that swept across the deepest part of his heart.

It feels incredibly comfortable.

I hid.

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and husky, with a deliberately lowered seductive quality.

He let her frolic on his chest.

"Not only did I avoid her, I also found her smelly."

Shen Wanzhou paused for a moment.

But the hurt in her eyes did not disappear because of those words.

"Hiding won't work!"

She stubbornly raised her chin.

Her two hands gripped the fabric at his waist tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"You're the housekeeper I hired with my own money, and that lifetime contract is still locked in my drawer!"

"You'll only ever cook for me in your entire life!"

"Not even a glance from others is allowed!"

This domineering declaration of possessiveness echoed in the dimly lit corridor.

With an unyielding stubbornness that won't turn back until hitting a wall.

Chen Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

My breathing suddenly became heavy.

This cat has no idea how tempting it looks to commit a crime.

"Okay, I'll make it just for you."

Chen Yuan's voice was so hoarse that it was unrecognizable.

He reached out and grasped Shen Wanzhou's two small hands that were clutching his clothes.

He closed his large hand, enveloping her icy fingertips in his warm palm.

next second.

An irresistible force came.

With a slight exertion, Chen Yuan pulled Shen Wanzhou directly towards himself.

At the same time, he took half a step forward.

The broad back instantly cut off the only source of light at the end of the corridor.

Shen Wanzhou stumbled.

My back pressed firmly against the cold wall.

There was no way to retreat.

The man's tall frame pressed down on him.

The distance between the two was instantly compressed to a negative number.

The scent of soap, belonging to Chen Yuan, was cool and crisp, mixed with a faint hint of mint and tobacco.

It swept over her every breath.

"you……"

Shen Wanzhou only managed to utter a single syllable.

The rest of her words were swallowed up by Chen Yuan's lowered lips.

This is not a superficial, tentative probe.

Instead, it was a deep kiss with a clear sense of punishment and reward.

Chen Yuan's offensive was extremely aggressive.

Like a long-planned storm, it instantly destroyed all her reason.

Shen Wanzhou's mind went blank.

My legs felt as soft as melting spring water.

He could only stand up by relying on Chen Yuan's arm, which was wrapped around his waist like an iron hoop.

A man's kiss carries an undeniable, domineering force.

It slowly took away the oxygen from her lungs.

Until her chest heaved violently and a faint sob escaped her throat.

Chen Yuancai reluctantly stepped back halfway.

Their foreheads touched.

Rapid breathing filled the narrow corridor.

Shen Wanzhou's lips were slightly swollen and glistening with moisture.

Her cheeks were burning hot, like a red-hot iron, and even the corners of her eyes were tinged with a bright red.

She closed her eyes, not even having the courage to meet her gaze.

Chen Yuan released her swollen lips, his fingertips rubbing her cheek, his voice low and husky: "With Boss Shen being so domineering, I'm afraid I won't even dare to leave the house anymore."