After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

She deliberately lowered her voice, with a hint of arrogant arrogance:

"So, are you reacting like this because you heard things they shouldn't have heard, or because I touched you?"

Huo Li's pupils suddenly contracted, and the fingers gripping her wrist tightened abruptly.

"Jiang Yu, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin." He gritted his teeth and leaned closer.

The two were separated by a thin silk and vest, their body temperatures fluctuating wildly.

The scent of roses mixed with milk was practically a deadly poison.

Huo Li's gaze swept over her swollen fingertips, then fell on her red lips that kept opening and closing, uttering alluring words.

The violent and yearning that had been forcibly suppressed deep within his bones finally burst forth.

His hands, rough and calloused from years of heavy labor, loosened their grip on her wrist.

He then grabbed her slender waist and lifted her up sharply, making her fit even more snugly against his body.

"Hiss—" Jiang Yu let out a soft gasp from the violent movement.

"Scared?" Huo Li sneered, his warm, heavy breath spraying onto the soft flesh of her neck.

He tilted his head slightly, his stubble-covered chin deliberately brushing against her delicate skin, arousing an uncontrollable shiver in her.

"Didn't you like flirting? Didn't you complain about the neighbors being noisy?"

The man's voice was hoarse beyond recognition, carrying a reckless and ruthless edge.

"Then I'll teach you today what a man can do when he's really pushed to his limits in this place. Whether this bed makes a sound or not depends entirely on how much force I use."

Jiang Yu's heart was pounding wildly, but she didn't cry out of fear.

Instead, she took the opportunity to raise her uninjured hand, her fingertips slightly cool, and ambiguously brushed against the man's cheek.

"Then... then put in some effort."

She turned her head, leaned close to his ear, and breathed softly, her voice lingering with a seductive melody, "Huo Li, do you dare?"

This provocation became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Huo Li cursed under his breath, then suddenly leaned down and sealed those annoying yet alluring lips with his own.

The old spring mattress suddenly emitted an unprecedented, extremely miserable and high-pitched "creaking" sound.

The commotion seemed particularly startling in the dull, dark, and cheap rental room.

A man's kiss lacks skill; it's all about biting and plundering, with a brutal and aggressive nature.

Jiang Yu's chin went numb from being pinched, and the air in her lungs was sucked out one breath after another.

All I could hear was the loud creaking of an old, worn-out spring mattress struggling to keep up with the strain.

Separated by a wall, the commotion that Lin Wen had deliberately created came to an abrupt halt.

That little bit of bluffing was utterly crushed in the face of absolute power.

A long "ding" sounded in my head.

[Congratulations, host! High-intensity physical contact! Lifespan increased by 10 days! Current remaining lifespan: 18 days and 1 hour!]

The system's mechanical voice, laced with barely concealed elation, sounded just like a pimp:

"Holy crap, host! Such incredible vitality! Charge! Pull down his pants! We'll earn enough to last a year tonight!"

Jiang Yu felt weak all over from the kisses.

This rough-looking man may seem cold, but when he kisses someone, it's deadly.

She didn't flinch; instead, she tentatively stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently touched him.

It was just that very light touch.

Huo Li let out a muffled groan, barely suppressed.

The large hand that was wrapped around her waist tightened suddenly, its knuckles protruding, almost snapping her waist in two.

Just when Jiang Yu thought he was about to make his next move.

The man suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The heavy body tumbled down.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his hands supporting his knees, his back arched in a taut curve.

In the darkness, only his heavy, rapid breathing could be heard, each breath tearing through the silence.

A drop of hot sweat dripped down his jawline and landed right on Jiang Yu's exposed collarbone.

It's burning hot.

"Huo Li..." Jiang Yu's voice was soft and hoarse as she reached out a slender white finger and poked his stiff back. "You can't handle this?"

Huo Li turned his head, his dark eyes shining frighteningly bright in the dilapidated house.

He didn't reply, but muttered a very vulgar curse under his breath.

He then stood up, barefoot, and strode into the bathroom.

The water pipes hissed under the strain, and icy water slammed directly onto the ground.

Jiang Yu, wrapped in the blanket, listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom and chatted idly with the system in her mind:

"Hey, is there really something wrong with him? I've been so proactive."

"Forget it." The little ball of light that the system embodied spun around in Jiang Yu's mind.

"This system detected that the male protagonist's local blood pressure just spiked, and his body surface temperature was almost enough to set the bed on fire."

He has incredible self-control; he doesn't want to deal with you under unclear circumstances.

Be content. If you had someone with less willpower, you wouldn't be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

I rinsed it with cold water for a full twenty minutes.

Huo Li emerged, his body radiating cold and dampness.

He didn't even look at Jiang Yu, grabbed a towel and wiped his head a couple of times, then lay down heavily on the outermost side of the bed.

I turned my back to her, maintaining a clear and safe distance.

After what just happened, the fire next door has completely died down.

The entire rented room fell into a deathly silence.

Jiang Yu was truly exhausted. Her health was too poor due to her critical illness, and she had reached her limit by now.

Smelling the man's warm, hormonal scent, she actually fell into a deep sleep.

dawn.

The pile driver at the construction site outside the window started work on time.

Jiang Yu opened her eyes amidst a loud rumble.

The single bed was already empty.

She sat up and rubbed her messy, long hair.

On the dilapidated wooden table by the bed, a plastic bag was being held down by a large car repair wrench.

Inside were two cooled fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk.

Underneath the wrench was a dirty piece of cardboard with three bold, forceful characters written on it: "Eat and get out."

Jiang Yu took a bite of the cold fried dough stick and hummed a little tune nonchalantly.

This man, even though he told her to get lost, still went and bought her breakfast.

My phone, which I'd left under my pillow, suddenly vibrated.

Two words appeared on the screen: Jiang Yu'an.

The nominal eldest brother of the Jiang family.

Jiang Yu frowned, pressed the answer button, turned on speakerphone, and tossed the phone onto the table.

"Where are you?" A deep, slightly cold male voice came from the other end of the phone. It was magnetic and pleasant to the ear, but it also carried a sense of oppressive authority from someone who had long held a superior position.

"I'm playing outside, big brother," Jiang Yu said in a drawn-out, coquettish tone.

"Did you forget all your manners after staying out all night?"

Jiang Yu'an's words were merciless: "Mom and Dad are in the living room. Jiang Ruoruo has been crying since last night, saying that you tore up the engagement invitation she personally designed. You come back now to explain."

Jiang Yu rolled her eyes.

After Jiang Ruoruo, the true heiress, returned to her ancestral home, she was good for nothing but framing others.

Unfortunately, Jiang's biased parents fell for her act and constantly accused Jiang Yu of usurping their place and being ungrateful.

As for the eldest brother, Jiang Yu'an, his attitude is hard to fathom.

He is usually ruthless and decisive in dealing with outsiders, and he holds absolute power in the Jiang family.

On the surface, he was also strict and cold towards Jiang Yu, but Jiang Yu always felt that he was interfering too much.