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

This vow was uttered amidst heavy, labored breathing.

Under the dim, ambiguous wall lamp in the master bedroom, the sound of tearing fabric completely ignited the fire.

The off-white silk nightgown slid down her smooth shoulders.

Stacked along the edge of the soft silk quilt.

Outside the window, the early autumn night breeze brushed through the gaps in the half-open floor-to-ceiling glass.

But the wind couldn't dispel the ever-increasing, almost boiling temperature inside the room.

A beautiful night, spring colors without end.

The next morning.

The blinding sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains that weren't fully drawn.

Like a golden sword, it struck straight down on the torn men's shirt on the carpet.

Shen Wanzhou frowned slightly.

My eyelids felt so heavy, like they were weighed down with a weight, and I couldn't open them no matter what I did.

She instinctively tried to turn over to avoid the disturbing light.

however.

The moment he moved.

A sudden, intense soreness and pain, like being run over by a truck, surged from my waist and groin.

She gasped in pain.

A soft whimper escaped from his throat.

The voice was delicate and soft, with a hoarse quality caused by overexertion.

That instantly dispelled most of the drowsiness in my mind.

Last night's scenes were so embarrassing, heart-pounding, and out of control.

Like a movie playing on fast-forward, it replayed wildly in my mind.

She could even remember how she cried and begged him to stop.

But in return, she received an even fiercer and more unreasonable punishment from the man.

Shen Wanzhou buried her face in the pillow that still smelled of cold soap.

Her fair, delicate fingers gripped the corner of the blanket tightly.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed, and even her ears felt like they were burning.

"woke up?"

A deep, steady male voice came from above.

With the unique languor of early morning.

A large, warm, rough hand with calloused skin ran down her sweat-dampened black hair.

It skillfully slid down to the back of the neck.

He pinched that slightly reddened skin twice, neither too hard nor too lightly.

Shen Wanzhou was like a cat whose scruff of the neck had been pinched.

Her body trembled, and she went completely limp in the man's arms.

She quietly opened one eye.

Their gazes met Chen Yuan's strong, muscular chest, and the several ambiguous scratch marks on it.

She scratched it unconsciously last night when she couldn't bear it anymore.

The evidence is conclusive.

Shen Wanzhou swallowed nervously.

My gaze moved upwards.

I saw the vintage European-style clock hanging on the wall.

Half past ten.

10:30?!

Shen Wanzhou's pupils contracted sharply, and she sprang up from the covers like a zombie.

"It's all over, it ...!"

She didn't care about the soreness all over her body.

He grabbed his hair haphazardly with both hands.

"Today is the wedding day! The wedding procession will depart for the Sky Garden at noon!"

"I haven't worn my wedding dress yet! And I haven't put on my makeup!"

"Grandpa will definitely break my leg with his cane!"

The once-proud female billionaire, now acting like a high school student about to be late for school.

Just as she was about to throw off the covers and rush into the bathroom.

boom! boom! boom!

The heavy, double mahogany doors to the master bedroom were slammed loudly from the outside.

The door panels were trembling violently.

"Shen Wanzhou! Chen Yuan! Are you two dead inside?!"

Leng Yue's extremely penetrating roar pierced through the soundproof door and clearly pounded in.

"The makeup team outside has been waiting since seven in the morning."

"Uncle Fu's hair is almost completely pulled out!"

"Even if you're extremely hungry and thirsty, you should at least consider what day it is today!"

These are undisguisedly lewd words.

It directly burned Shen Wanzhou's already burning cheeks until they were almost steaming.

It’s over.

Now everyone in the manor knows what they did last night.

And because of this, they both overslept.

She now wishes she could dig a hole in the solid wood floor and crawl into the basement.

Chen Yuan leaned against the headboard.

Looking at this cat, who was pacing anxiously and almost crying.

There was not a trace of panic from being urged in his deep black eyes.

Instead, a thick layer of indulgence spread across his eyes.

"Ignore her, there's plenty of time."

He stretched out his long arm and pulled Shen Wanzhou, who was still looking for clothes, back into his arms.

His movements were unhurried and composed.

He pulled over a thin blanket and wrapped it tightly around her smooth body.

Chen Yuan threw off the covers and got out of bed.

That body, so perfect it resembled an ancient Greek sculpture, was thus brazenly exposed to the air.

He casually picked up a black bath towel and tied it around his waist.

"I'll go run the bathwater."

The man's steps were steady and powerful, and even his breathing rhythm was not disrupted in the slightest.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Less than five minutes later.

Chen Yuan was holding a glass filled with warm water.

She came out wearing a clean set of silk pajamas.

"Have a sip of water to moisten your throat first."

He held the water glass to Shen Wanzhou's lips.

Watching her obediently drink most of the glass with her own hand.

then.

He did not let Shen Wanzhou do it herself.

Instead, it's like taking care of a child who can't take care of themselves.

With his large, well-defined hands, he lifted up the silk nightgown.

The movement was extremely light as it passed through her arm.

My fingertips occasionally brushed against the conspicuous red marks on her shoulder.

Every touch sent a shiver down Shen Wanzhou's spine.

She bit her lower lip, her peach blossom eyes brimming with tears as she looked at the man before her.

The chaos and commotion outside the door just now.

And the peaceful moments in this private space.

This creates the most extreme contrast.

Those anxieties and shames were contained in his tacit understanding and affection, like that of an old married couple.

It was smoothed out little by little.

The sweet taste flowed through my blood and permeated my entire body.

Get dressed.

Chen Yuan then carried her into the bathroom.

I squeezed the toothpaste onto her tube myself and placed it in her hand.

He then picked up a razor, stood in front of the mirror, and slowly shaved the stubble that had sprouted on his chin.

In the mirror.

The two stood side by side.

One is tall and aloof, the other is petite and soft.

The scene was so harmonious that one couldn't bear to break it.

But the cold moon outside the door clearly lacked the leisure and refined taste to appreciate romance.

She watched the second hand on her watch jumping wildly.

Listening to the anxious whispers of the makeup artists and maids in the corridor.

It completely went berserk.

boom!

Another dull, loud bang.

With this kick, Leng Yue used the strength of a special forces soldier.

The mahogany door creaked under the weight of the load.

Leng Yue pounded on the door from outside, yelling, "Chen Yuan! You beast! If you don't open the door and miss the auspicious time, I'll blast you with a sniper rifle!"