My Wild Wife in Shanghai

At that moment, it was as if their long-held passion had been rekindled, and the two kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else.

The clothes slipped off one by one.

Kong Fei's two long, white legs swayed back and forth.

Soon, the sound of the bed creaking could be heard.

... ...

Meanwhile, at Xie Dong's home.

Wen Yu returned to the living room with her hair disheveled and plopped down on the sofa, bursting into tears.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Dong was playing a PS game on the side. He paused, put down the controller, and looked at Wen Yu.

What happened to your face?

Wen Yu turned her head to one side, preventing Xie Dong from seeing.

Xie Dong stepped forward, parted Wen Yu's hair, and saw that her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Who hit you?" Xie Dong asked in surprise.

"Don't touch me!"

Wen Yu pried Xie Dong's hands away.

She's also very angry with Xie Dong right now.

If Xie Dong had arranged a higher position for her, she could have acted arrogantly and domineeringly over Chen Ye. Why should she put up with this humiliation?

"I'm asking you a question, who hit you?" Xie Dong shouted angrily.

Wen Yu remained silent, fuming.

Xie Dong gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, and I'll avenge you!"

Wen Yu looked at Xie Dong with a cold smile: "Chen Ye beat me up, you go and avenge me!"

"Damn it!" Xie Dong instantly flew into a rage: "That bastard is too lawless! How dare he hit you? I'm going to kill him!"

"Besides yelling, what else can you do?" Wen Yu suddenly looked at Xie Dong with a calm expression.

She thought that by becoming Xie Dong's girlfriend, a rich second-generation heir, she could rise to prominence and become a superior person.

As a result, she not only failed to receive the status and respect she deserved, but was also bullied by Chen Ye, that beast of burden.

This gave her an extreme sense of defeat and humiliation.

Therefore, she blamed all her setbacks on Xie Dong.

"It's all because of you!" Wen Yu gritted her teeth and looked at Xie Dong.

"What did you say?" Xie Dong couldn't even believe his ears: "Because of me?"

"Yes, because you didn't give me the life I wanted!" Wen Yu said.

Xie Dong stared at Wen Yu in astonishment. He never expected that his girlfriend, who had always lived a life of luxury, would suddenly say such a thing.

"What kind of life have I not given you?" Xie Dong asked, his eyes wide. "Car, house, money, job—which of those wasn't given to you by me?"

"A job? Ha!" Wen Yu said, "I want to be Chen Ye's boss directly. Can you give that to me? I want to be high enough to stand above Chen Ye. Can you give that to me?"

"If you ask me to go to heaven and catch a dragon, do you think I'll catch one for you?" Xie Dong retorted.

"Heh!" Wen Yu sneered, "I knew you couldn't do it!"

"Yes, I can't do it!" Xie Dong said, "But you agreed to be the store manager's assistant in the first place! What do you mean by complaining about me now?"

"I agreed on my own? Ha! Did I have a choice?" Wen Yu shouted, her hair disheveled. "Tell me, did I have any other options?"

Xie Dong gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Yu, have you gotten a terrible temper? Do you still want to marry me?"

Because of his family background, he was always fearless and used this to threaten Wen Yu.

Wen Yu gritted her teeth and said, "Xie Dong, don't try that with me. If I don't want to get married, I won't!"

"Damn it!" Xie Dong stepped forward and grabbed Wen Yu by the collar. "Say that again?"

"Fine, then we won't get married!" Wen Yu retorted sharply, "I've had enough! I've had enough of you!"

Wen Yu's long-suppressed emotions erupted at this moment, like a flood bursting its banks and becoming uncontrollable.

Snapped!

Xie Dong slapped Wen Yu across the face.

"You bitch!" Xie Dong cursed.

Wen Yu sat on the sofa and burst into tears, first wailing loudly, then intermittently sobbing.

Seeing Wen Yu's pitiful appearance, Xie Dong gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you always have to argue with Chen Ye? You two have nothing to do with each other anymore, right?"

Wen Yu suddenly turned her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Xie Dong: "Then why did you also argue with him?"

Xie Dong was speechless for a few seconds; he really hadn't thought about this question.

Wen Yu said, "Xie Dong, I'm asking you now, can you get me a higher position? Can you let me stand above Chen Ye and act like a tyrant?"

Xie Dong found it incredibly childish and gritted his teeth, saying, "What's the point? Wouldn't it be simpler if I helped you kill Chen Ye?"

"You can't do it, can you?" Wen Yu sneered, as if she could see right through Xie Dong.

Xie Dong, enraged, said, "Ever since Chen Ye came to Shanghai, you've brought him up every few days. Although you're always trying to find ways to get rid of him, I don't understand. If you really didn't care about him anymore, would you still hate him? Would you still be thinking about getting back at him?"

That hits the nail on the head.

Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Yes!

If she didn't love Chen Ye, why would she hate him, and why would she always be thinking of getting back at him?

But Chen Ye doesn't owe me anything, so why should I hate him?

Wen Yu couldn't understand it, and she didn't want to think about it anymore; she was tired.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and said, "I want to sleep."

Then he turned and walked towards the bedroom.

"Stop right there!" Xie Dong shouted. "You came back today to spew nonsense at me, and now you've abandoned me before I've even finished speaking. Am I just your punching bag?"

Wen Yu turned her head, looking at Xie Dong with a gloomy expression: "So what do you want?"

Xie Dong gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you still have feelings for Chen Ye?"

"No!" Wen Yu said.

"No?" Xie Dong sneered. "Then let me ask you, do you truly believe that I'm inferior to Chen Ye?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Wen Yu asked.

"explain!"

"Yes!" Wen Yu's tone was very calm.

Xie Dong roared in fury: "How is Chen Ye better than me?"

"You're inferior to him in every way!" Wen Yu stared blankly ahead. "You're ugly, dreamy, and always doing nothing productive. You can only last three minutes in bed..."

Wen Yu was tired and didn't bother pretending anymore. After saying all that, she was about to go back to her bedroom when she stopped and added, "However, you have one advantage that he can't match: you have a wonderful mother!"

"grass!"

Xie Dong completely broke down at this moment.

He had always thought that Wen Yu admired him.

Now he understood that Wen Yu admired his family background, specifically his billionaire mother.

"You bitch!"

Xie Dong lost his temper and dragged Wen Yu out of the bedroom, slapping her twice.

Wen Yu was knocked to the ground. She covered her face with one hand, and messy strands of hair dripped from her fingernails. But she stopped crying and looked at Xie Dong, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you're not even a man!"

"What did you say?" Xie Dongya almost ground his teeth to powder.

"Three minutes in bed is an overstatement; you probably only lasted about a minute!" Wen Yu said. "But Chen Ye is different. He's amazing. I was really happy when I was with him!"

"Fuck you!" Xie Dong was so angry that his veins were bulging.