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

Two heavy, soundproof mahogany doors.

The force of the kick sent it flying inwards.

The metal hinges let out a piercing wail as they slammed heavily against the walls on either side.

The hall was filled with deafening heavy metal electronic music.

It felt like my neck had been snapped in that instant.

Suddenly, there was a deathly silence.

Ten mixed-race male models who were originally swaying their thick waists and showing off their abs covered in baby oil.

The fawning smile on her face froze instantly.

They looked toward the doorway, following the sound.

The man in the pure black shirt who strode in from the night.

He carried with him a pure, bloody aura emanating from the dark web's battlefield.

Those deep black eyes.

It was as cold as ice that had been soaking at the bottom of the Arctic Ocean for thousands of years.

Just one glance.

These muscular men, who usually move with ease in high society circles, found their legs shaking uncontrollably.

Their proud muscles paled in comparison to the oppressive aura emanating from this man.

It's so fragile that it's not even as fragile as a piece of waste paper.

"roll."

Chen Yuan's thin lips parted slightly.

He uttered only a single word devoid of any emotion.

These ten burly men were as if they had been granted a general amnesty.

They no longer cared about appearance fees or professional ethics.

She didn't even dare to pick up the coat that was lying on the sofa.

Bare-chested, they jostled and pushed their way toward the side entrance.

Two people were running so fast that they even slipped and fell on the polished marble floor tiles.

They scrambled out of the hall.

It took less than ten seconds in total.

The nauseating scents of perfume and masculine hormones in the hall were mostly dispelled by the cold wind outside.

Leng Yue sat on the edge of the sofa.

The hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air.

She looked at Chen Yuan's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, and swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

Her intuition as a top special forces soldier told her this.

If anyone dares to stay here and invite trouble, even Shen Wanzhou's best friend will be in deep trouble.

"Um... Brother Chen, this is all a misunderstanding."

Leng Yue chuckled twice and placed the wine glass on the coffee table.

He sprang up from the sofa with lightning speed.

"I suddenly remembered I still have a report to write for the military. I'll go upstairs first, you guys chat!"

Before he could finish speaking...

She disappeared like a gust of wind around the corner of the second-floor staircase.

They didn't even leave a trace of their backs.

The hall was completely emptied.

All that remained was that petite figure huddled in the corner of the sofa.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing that light-colored silk nightgown.

Her fair, slender legs bent, her knees pressed against her chest.

She was still clutching the Pikachu plushie tightly in her hands.

Just now, in order to ease the tension and to resist Leng Yue's persistent pleading, I...

She held the glass of high-proof fruit wine that Leng Yue had given her.

He gulped down about half a cup, like drinking water.

at this time.

The aftereffects of the alcohol were slowly fermenting in her blood.

On that originally fair and aloof face.

A layer of incredibly alluring blush rose to the surface.

Even her slender neck and delicate collarbone were tinged with a light pink.

Hearing Chen Yuan's voice.

She quietly lifted her face from behind the cushion.

Those once bright and captivating eyes were now tinged with the effects of alcohol.

It became hazy and confusing.

Her eyes were glistening with a pitiful moisture.

When I saw the man standing in the center of the hall, his face full of frost.

She was not afraid at all.

Instead, it felt like seeing the safest haven in the world.

"Chen Yuan..."

She casually tossed the cushion in her hand aside.

Her soft, sweet voice carried a hint of naivety and grievance that she would never normally dare to show.

He stumbled and scrambled to his feet from the leather sofa.

The hem of the silk robe slid down her thighs and above her knees due to the large movements.

A large expanse of dazzling white skin was revealed.

She had bare feet.

They weren't even wearing slippers.

Stepping onto the thick Persian carpet, she spread out her two arms, white as lotus roots.

It lunged straight toward Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's initial anger subsided when he saw her drunken and unguarded state.

It was like punching cotton.

The anger in my heart instantly changed its nature.

It transformed into a more dangerous and scorching dark fire, shooting up the tailbone all the way to the lower abdomen.

He did not dodge.

He steadily opened his arms and caught the girl who smelled sweet fruit wine.

Shen Wanzhou crashed into his solid chest.

She skillfully wrapped her arms around his waist.

It nuzzled its head against his neck and let out a soft, satisfied sigh.

"You're finally back..."

She closed her eyes, her lips pressed against the collar of Chen Yuan's shirt.

His warm breath fell on that sensitive skin without reservation.

"Those people... are so noisy... and their perfume smells awful..."

She muttered under her breath, her tone carrying a strong sense of accusation.

Her fingers unconsciously fiddled with the fabric on Chen Yuan's back.

"I didn't even glance at them...really..."

Chen Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty.

His dark eyes instantly darkened.

This cat usually needs to mentally prepare itself for a long time just to hold hands.

After having a few drinks, he's become incredibly audacious.

She had no idea that she was holding such a soft and fragrant woman in her arms.

For a normal man who has endured this for half a year.

Just how much torment was it?

"Didn't you see it?"

Chen Yuan's voice was so hoarse that it was unrecognizable as its original tone.

He had one arm around her waist and the other hand around the back of her head.

This forced her to look up.

"How do you know they're wearing perfume if you don't look?"

Shen Wanzhou blinked her hazy eyes.

My mind is working slowly; I seem to be struggling to process what I'm saying.

"Because...because it's right in front of me..."

She pouted, looking aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"You don't believe me..."

Chen Yuan looked at her spoiled and willful appearance, which was about to burst into tears.

Reason is a string that is always taut.

At this moment.

Completely collapsed.

I'm getting married tomorrow.

He had intended to give her a complete singles night on this last night.

Let her get a good night's sleep.

But now.

She herself recklessly started the fire.

"letter."

Chen Yuan uttered a single word in a low, hoarse voice.

He didn't say another word of nonsense.

He suddenly bent down.

He grabbed Shen Wanzhou's knees and lower back with both hands.

A clean and efficient movement.

He simply hoisted her onto his broad shoulders.

"ah!"

Shen Wanzhou was suddenly lifted into the air, startled and letting out a short cry of surprise.

Head down, gaze instantly reversed.

She instinctively grabbed Chen Yuan's shirt from behind with both hands.

Two fair and tender little legs swayed helplessly in mid-air.

"What are you doing...put me down..."

Because of the upside-down position, blood rushes to the head.

Her cheeks flushed even more, and her voice carried a hint of panic and confusion.

Chen Yuan ignored her protest.

His large hand firmly gripped her leg, preventing her from struggling and slipping.

Take long strides and step onto the wooden spiral staircase.

One step, two steps.

His steps were steady and firm, carrying an irresistible domineering presence.

We went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The wall lamps in the corridor cast overlapping shadows on them.

As he carried her, Shen Wanzhou felt dizzy and disoriented.

The aftereffects of the fruit wine kicked in, and she gave up struggling.

She simply closed her eyes and let the man lead her into that familiar room.

"Bang."

The heavy mahogany door to the master bedroom was kicked open and then closed again.

The sound of the lock clicking shut was particularly crisp in the quiet corridor.

Shen Wanzhou was thrown onto the soft bed. Before she could even get up, the man's tall body pressed down on her.