"Lu Shangchen, hiss—"

It hurts!

Lu Shangchen bit her shoulder, applying slight pressure.

Her shoving was the most useless thing to do.

"Wen Shengsheng, you'd better not resist, or you'll be the one who suffers." His hand slowly moved downwards.

Wen Shengsheng resisted restlessly, but Lu Shangchen easily subdued her.

A mocking smile played at the corners of his mouth.

"Wen Shengsheng, you're going up against a carefully groomed family heir. Putting everything else aside, just in terms of martial prowess alone, I can crush you!"

“Lu Shangchen, you are of noble status, why do you have to do such a difficult thing?”

"I'm happy to do things against my will."

He smiled nonchalantly, tearing her cheongsam with his hands, exposing her snow-white skin to his eyes.

Wen Shengsheng clearly saw the madness in his eyes!

"No, I don't want to...no..."

"If you can give it to Qin Heming, why can't you give it to me, Wen Shengsheng? Follow me, and I will not mistreat you. What Qin Heming can give, I can give too. Don't forget, you are also my plaything."

Lu Shangchen, caught in the turmoil, couldn't hear a word.

"No...no...Lu Shangchen, you bastard—"

Tears streamed down her face as Wen Shengsheng ceased all resistance and looked at the man before her.

The hatred in his eyes intensified dramatically!

"Lu Shangchen, I will definitely kill you."

"If you can kill me, then come at me, Wen Shengsheng. Your appearance is a gift prepared for us by the Creator. And this is your destiny."

Lu Shangchen completely disregarded Wen Shengsheng, and said casually, "Tell me, if Qin Heming knew about you and me like this... would he kill you?"

"You're so cruel."

Wen Shengsheng's tears flowed freely, but she received no pity from Lu Shangchen and became his plaything.

Wen Shengsheng hates herself.

She hated herself for being in his hands, unable to resist.

“Baby, you really are a baby.”

He loved it to death.

But for Wen Shengsheng, this was immense torment!

-

Mo Hui Mountain Villa.

Qin Heming's face was tense, while Zhen Youbing gazed at him affectionately from the side.

"He Mian, I'm hungry."

Qin Heming's expression gradually softened after his cold face began to soften.

"Serve the food."

"Then... what about Miss Wen?"

"I'm not waiting any longer!"

Zhen Youbing smiled slightly and sat down next to Qin Heming, saying, "Heming, can I stay here? I just got back, and I have no family here... I..."

"Stay anywhere."

"Thank you, Hemian."

Being gazed at with such adoration by the woman, Qin Heming felt a surge of pride; this was how women should be.

Wen Shengsheng should, like Zhen Youbing, look up to him, beg for his love, and shamelessly curry favor with him.

But that woman didn't even notice him!

With that thought in mind, Qin Heming drank a glass of red wine. After dinner, Qin Heming returned to his bedroom, followed closely by Zhen Youbing.

She said shyly, "He Mian, I can..."

"Youyou, get some rest."

Qin Heming then coldly closed the door. Zhen Youbing stomped her foot in frustration and secretly sent a text message to someone.

Where is he/she?

[A den of iniquity.]

【very good. 】

What about what you promised me?

I will not break my promise!

A den of iniquity.

Wen Shengsheng lay on the carpet, thinking, "This man is a devil!"

She finally realized that she couldn't afford to offend Lu Shangchen.

"Don't look at me with such fierce eyes, do you want to kill me?"

"Yes, I want you dead."

Wen Shengsheng's voice was hoarse and she was pinching his shoulder with her fingers.