In an opulent presidential suite, where vintage velvet curtains hung and swayed with the wind, an intensive, passionate night had just ended.
Yu Nian felt as if her body had been disassembled and reassembled. Struggling to move her limbs, she tried to crawl to the edge of the bed. But as soon as she touched the edge, her slender ankle was pulled back to the center of the bed by a strong force.
"Trying to escape?"
The man's voice was husky and magnetic, the low timbre entrancing and full of heat. Nevertheless, it sent a chill down Yu Nian's spine, stimulating the memory of recent pain and she shivered at the reminder.
She turned around, only to find that the man's deep eyes were unfocused and a surprisingly gentle expression had appeared on his customary icy face. He had never treated her in such a manner before...
Mesmerized, she stared blankly as the man's dashing face was magnifying by the second as he leaned in closer and closer to her.
In no time, the man's thin lips were attached to her ear as he affectionately uttered another woman's name.
It was like a basin of cold water poured on her head. Repulsion filled her whole body.
Passionate kisses came raining down onto her skin. It felt as though a dense net was pressing down on her, trapping her. She gave up struggling, allowing him to start another round of intercourse in a dominating manner.
Just before she passed out, a thought flitted across her mind, "D*mn, if I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have fed Mr. Mu Viagra while he was drunk. His stamina is out of this world!"
......
As dawn broke, rays of sunlight seeped into the room, lighting it up.
On the nightstand, a low-key yet luxurious Vertu phone constantly buzzed and vibrated, an indication of how anxious the person on the other end of the line was.
The owner of the phone, however, ignored it and paid no attention to it.
The groom, who should be attending the grandest wedding of the century, remained seated on the bed, smoking. Cigarette smoke filled the room as his deep gaze was sharply fixed on Yu Nian's each and every movement.
Meanwhile, she was taking her time applying her make-up.
Yu Nian didn't dare to voice out her complaints at the motionless man though, and could only silently grumble, “Isn't Mr. Mu tired of watching me? Why doesn't he leave? He's been sitting there staring at me for the past half an hour!”
However, Yu Nian was impressed by herself. In the past, she had been so afraid of him that she would stammer and have a hard time forming a complete sentence. But right then, she could put on a full face of makeup without losing her composure.
"Mr. Mu, your wedding is about to begin," Yu Nian kindly reminded him. Her tender tone was alluring as it itched and tugged at the man's heart.
"You're aware of who I am, yet you had the courage to climb onto my bed?" Mr. Mu finally spoke, a hint of throatiness lingering in his magnetic voice. Yu Nian was awed by the sound, talk about a sexy man!
"It was indeed because I knew that this was your bed that I climbed into it. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have done so!" Under the heavy makeup, she shot him a flirtatious wink.
In Nan City, in terms of appearance, voice, wealth, and not to mention power, Mu Qingrang was the perfect husband material. The envy of all other men. Meanwhile, all women would willingly submit to him.
“How worthwhile it is to have a one-night stand with him!” Yu Nian gleefully thought to herself.
“Especially when it took place right before his wedding!” Yu Nian snickered in her heart.
"How does it feel to sleep with me for a night?"
Mu Qingrang crossed his legs elegantly with the cigarette between his striking thin lips.
His words brought to mind the fact that she had passed out while making love with him, so she could not bring herself to frame a pleasing reply to him, "It's too short and soft. The experience wasn't quite satisfying."
The man's eyebrows rose and his eyes flashed with a sharp glint. He seemed all the more intimidating although he did not explode in anger. Yu Nian was the one standing, whereas the man was half lying on the bed. However, he still managed to exude a sense of superiority and dignity. It felt as if he was towering over her, looking down on her with a condescending gaze.
Yu Nian felt out of breath under his stifling gaze. As a result, her already limp legs and belly began to tremble.
She hurriedly settled down on the edge of the bed and feigned calmness by saying, "The quilt was too short, and the bed was too soft. I'm weak, so I apologize for not having managed to satisfy you."
Mu Qingrang smirked before reaching out both hands to clutch her chin. After sizing her up, a trace of disappointment flashed past his eyes. He then released her contemptuously.
"Don't you think I seem familiar to you?" Wearing an impish smile, Yu Nian dropped a bomb on him, saying, "I'm Su Yilian's niece, my dear uncle-in-law!"
