Chapter 13 Tell me, to whom do you belong?

After Zhou Shiye left, Wen Yu, who felt weak and sore all over, collapsed onto the bed as if all her strength had been drained.

The blue diamond around her neck felt cold and heavy, like a shackle.

The hickey on her collarbone, sucked between her fingers, throbbed with pain, reminding her every second of what had just happened.

Wen Yu's trembling fingers reached for the clasp behind her neck, trying to undo the necklace.

Whether it was because the clasp design was too intricate or because her fingers were too weak to obey her commands, after struggling for a long time, no matter how hard Wen Yu tried, even though the edge of the diamond was painfully constricting her neck, she was unable to untie the necklace.

She panicked immediately.

If she can't get this necklace off, what if Zhou Yingchen sees her wearing another necklace...?

Wen Yu dared not imagine what terrible consequences that would be.

They even wanted to escape.

Wen Yu couldn't sleep for most of the night.

As dawn broke, she finally drifted off to sleep, utterly exhausted.

At 8:30 a.m., the blinding sunlight streaming into the room woke Wen Yu up.

Wen Yu opened her eyes groggily and immediately touched her neck.

The necklace was still there; she really hadn't taken it off.

Wen Yu rushed into the bathroom in a hurry and stood in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was pale, and the huge blue diamond between her collarbones and the dark red hickey next to it created an ambiguous and extravagant scene.

Wen Yu frantically tried to remove the necklace again.

After all that effort, all that was left was a mark on her neck; she couldn't loosen it at all.

Wen Yu turned the necklace around and brought it to her eyes, but still couldn't find a way to untie it.

Left with no other choice, Wen Yu rummaged through her drawers and found a slightly high-necked off-white knit sweater.

The soft wool fabric barely concealed the necklace and the hickeys, but the hard outline of the diamonds was faintly visible under the knitwear, their presence too strong to be hidden.

Wen Yu was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

The most outrageous thing is that the necklace Zhou Yingchen gave her has been thrown away by Zhou Shiye somewhere, and can't be found anywhere.

Fortunately, Zhou Yingchen and Zhou Shiye both left early due to work.

Wen Yu managed to catch her breath briefly.

Wen Yu was restless throughout her morning professional class.

I always felt that many eyes were fixed on her collarbone.

Even when Gu Muqing came over to discuss the use of color in the painting with her, she answered absentmindedly, her hand always unconsciously covering the bulge under her knitwear.

"Wen Yu, are you feeling unwell? Is something wrong with your neck?"

Seeing Wen Yu raise her hand to cover her collarbone once again, Gu Muqing asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing."

Wen Yu unconsciously shrank her shoulders, her fingers gripping the collar: "It's just a little itchy, it's nothing."

"Are you really alright?"

Gu Muqing frowned slightly, pressing for more information.

Wen Yu shook her head vigorously, avoiding Gu Muqing's gaze, and muttered softly, "Really, really nothing's wrong."

Gu Muqing looked Wen Yu up and down for two seconds before relaxing his brows: "Okay, if there's anything I can help you with, just tell me."

After finishing her classes in the morning, Wen Yu went to the Gu family villa with Gu Muqing.

Gu Muyan was already waiting at home. When she saw Wen Yu, she happily pulled Wen Yu along, jumping and skipping.

Gu Muqing leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, watching her younger sister's excited expression, and teased with a smile: "See? I told you, this girl treats you like her own older sister now."

Gu Muyan turned around and made a face at her sister, then took Wen Yu's hand and smiled sweetly: "No way, no way? You two are both my own sisters."

The two sisters playfully teased each other, and Wen Yu's face showed a long-lost smile.

It seems that she always feels very relaxed here.

In the afternoon, Wen Yu and Gu Muqing had no classes. After the tutoring session ended, Gu Muyan took Wen Yu to the art studio.

"Ta-da! How's it here?"

Gu Muqing stood at the entrance of the art studio, turned around, her back to the sun-drenched studio, and looked at Wen Yu with bright eyes, once again taking the initiative to invite her: "Wen Yu, come with me? Let's work hard together and see if we can get an exchange student spot, okay?"

This time, perhaps because the atmosphere at home was too warm, or perhaps because her desire to escape had reached its peak, Wen Yu covered the diamond protrusion in the middle of her collarbone with her left hand.

After a long silence, she looked up, met Gu Muqing's encouraging gaze, and nodded solemnly.

"good."

Gu Muqing was overjoyed and immediately pulled Wen Yu to create art together in the studio.

In a secluded spot outside the villa, in the back seat of a luxury car, Shen Jinhuai watched the surveillance footage.

In the picture, Wen Yu sits quietly in front of the easel.

The afternoon light streamed through the tall glass windows, casting a soft silhouette on her.

She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow on her lower eyelids, her expression unusually focused and serene.

The charcoal pencil in the girl's hand scratched across the paper, the lines flowing smoothly and full of emotion, as if she were pouring her deepest, barely perceptible desires and struggles into the pen.

Wen Yu's back was straight, revealing a fragile and easily broken quality.

But the scenes she drew on the paper today were full of life.

Shen Jinhuai's thick eyebrows and eyes gradually relaxed.

As Wen Yu became increasingly engrossed in her painting, she unconsciously loosened her grip on the area between her collarbones.

The clear marks under the shirt were then exposed to the surveillance camera.

Shen Jinhuai's relaxed expression, which had been following Wen Yu's, suddenly tightened.

Realizing that the mark was something Wen Yu was trying to cover up, the man tightened his fingers on his knees and frowned.

His eyes were deep and somber.

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For the next few days, Wen Yu was still unable to remove the blue diamond necklace from her neck.

Fortunately, Zhou Yingchen and Zhou Shiye have been quite busy these past few days, and no one has had time to pay attention to her.

Wen Yu became more and more relaxed while staying in the apartment, and even grew a potted green ivy.

The pothos is full of vitality, much like her future.

The requirements for exchange student applications are very high, requiring a high-quality portfolio and fluent language scores, which poses a huge challenge for Wen Yu.

But the process of striving is like a ray of light shining into the darkness.

That afternoon, Wen Yu was wearing headphones, listening to a language course in a corner of the study room while revising her sketch.

The phone next to me suddenly vibrated.

The name on the screen made Wen Yu, who had just relaxed, tense up.

It is Zhou Shiye.

Has he finished his work?

Wen Yu took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm, before answering the phone: "Hello?"

The background noise on the other end of the phone was a bit loud, as if it were outdoors.

Zhou Shiye's voice was full of post-victory languor: "The case is over. I'll pick you up later, and we'll have dinner together tonight."

Wen Yu knew she couldn't refuse.

If she refuses, he will show up at the school and openly drag her away.

She didn't want that.

"good."

Wen Yu's eyes dimmed.

Meanwhile, outside the Intermediate People's Court of the city.

Amidst the envious or wary gazes of a group of reporters and colleagues, Zhou Shiye walked out with an arrogant demeanor.

He casually loosened his tie, and a wicked and unruly smile appeared on the man's excessively handsome face.

It was another brilliant victory, leaving the opposing party speechless after his rebuttal in court.

"Attorney Zhou, you won so beautifully again this time."

Assistant Xu followed behind Zhou Shiye, his tone full of admiration.

Changing the subject, Assistant Xu added with some concern: "However... this time we've offended Dingsheng. Their methods are never clean, so you should be careful lately."

Zhou Shiye scoffed dismissively, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat: "What's there to be afraid of? He's just a clown."

Half an hour later, Zhou Shiye's sports car came to a steady stop at the entrance of A University.

Wen Yu stood under the shade of a tree, wearing a simple white dress, with sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows on her.

She lowered her head, her footsteps rustling as she stepped on the leaves.

"Get in the car."

Zhou Shiye lowered the car window, his gaze lingering on Wen Yu for a moment behind his sunglasses, a smile playing on his lips: "I'll take you to get something to eat."

Wen Yu opened the car door and got in.

The car was filled with a faint smell of smoke. Wen Yu carefully fastened her seatbelt and looked out the window.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Shiye took Wen Yu's hand and they arrived at a high-end restaurant.

The restaurant is located on the top floor of the building, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows offering views of the city lights coming on at dusk.

"Try this."

Zhou Shiye pushed a plate of delicate foie gras in front of Wen Yu, his gaze lingering on her thin face: "Have you been busy lately? You've lost weight."

Wen Yu tightened her grip on the knife and fork: "No."

"how?"

Seeing that Wen Yu wasn't eating foie gras, Zhou Shiye leaned back in a good mood, looking at her leisurely, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Do you want me to feed you?"

Wen Yu quickly cut off a small piece of foie gras and put it in her mouth.

The delicate texture of the foie gras melted on her tongue, but she couldn't taste anything.

"Today's court hearing was very interesting."

Zhou Shiye either didn't notice that Wen Yu was in a bad mood, or he didn't care even if he did.

He casually swirled his wine glass, the crimson liquid turning in the glass, reflecting the determination in his eyes: "I almost made the opposing lawyer cry in court."

As he spoke, Zhou Shiye leaned forward, his intense gaze fixed on Wen Yu, and asked in a relaxed tone, "Do you know why I was able to win?"

Wen Yu shook her head.

"Because I never care about the rules."

Zhou Shiye chuckled lightly, his smile filled with arrogance.

His burning gaze swept over the gleaming blue diamond necklace on Wen Yu's low-cut knitwear, and his smile was unrestrained: "Whatever I want, I will get."

This statement has a hidden meaning.

Wen Yu understood immediately.

After dinner, Zhou Shiye escorted Wen Yu back to her apartment.

In the elevator, Zhou Shiye raised his hand to grasp the back of Wen Yu's neck, his thumb rubbing against the delicate skin, his calm gaze fixed on the necklace.

"This necklace..."

The man's dangerously hot voice was exceptionally clear in the small space: "Perfect for you."

Wen Yu's heart tightened.

Zhou Shiye knew that the necklace couldn't be removed.

Was he doing it on purpose?

Wen Yu clenched her fists tightly.

As the elevator reached the top floor, Wen Yu's tense emotions reached their peak.

She thought she couldn't escape tonight, but to her surprise, Zhou Shiye simply took her to his apartment.

Then, the man braced himself against the doorframe with one hand, trapping her between his body and the door. He kissed her fiercely for a full minute before reluctantly releasing her. His thumb roughly brushed across Wen Yu's moist, swollen lips, and with a relaxed smile, he let her go.

"I'm satisfied that the necklace didn't cover it up."

"The celebration banquet tonight is very important, you don't need to wait for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shiye strode away.

Wen Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, she came back early to change her clothes.

She took a relaxing shower and changed into a low-cut nightgown.

I curled up on the sofa and read a book.

But then, the sound of a door being opened came from the direction of the entrance.

Wen Yu looked up in alarm at the noise, thinking that Zhou Shiye had returned.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, it was Zhou Yingchen who walked in.

At this moment, Wen Yu was wearing a low-cut silk slip dress.

Upon seeing Zhou Yingchen, she instinctively stood up, the thin straps of her nightgown slipping off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and a diamond necklace on her chest that Zhou Yingchen had never seen before.

Zhou Yingchen paused in his steps.

His deep eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fixed intently on the dazzling blue diamond.

The man's jawline tightened, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

In an instant, Zhou Yingchen's originally restrained aura became extremely oppressive.

Wen Yu followed Zhou Yingchen's gaze and looked down, noticing the necklace she had forgotten to hide in her moment of relaxation. Her face turned deathly pale instantly.

She frantically covered the necklace with her hands, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Big, big brother...I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the last trace of warmth vanished from the man's eyes, replaced by a chilling coldness.

He strode toward Wen Yu, forcefully ripping off his suit jacket as he did so.

When they arrived in front of Wen Yu, Zhou Yingchen almost roughly wrapped his coat around her.

The man's large hands gripped her back tightly through the fabric, the force so strong that Wen Yu cried out in pain.

Immediately, Zhou Yingchen bent down, scooped up Wen Yu's knees with one hand, and lifted her up horizontally.

He turned around and quickly left the apartment.

In a panic, Wen Yu grabbed Zhou Yingchen's neck. Through his shirt, she could clearly feel the dangerous aura emanating from his rapid heartbeat and taut muscles.

A few minutes later, Wen Yu was carried downstairs by Zhou Yingchen and forcibly shoved into the passenger seat of the car.

He sat in the driver's seat with a blank expression, fastened his seatbelt, and started the car.

The car sped through the night and soon came to a stop in the parking lot of a luxury apartment building.

Without saying another word, Zhou Yingshen picked up Wen Yu again, got out of the car, and strode into the elevator.

The elevator went straight to the top floor. He carried Wen Yu into the penthouse and headed straight for the study.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights blaze, but inside, only a dim wall lamp is on, casting a dim, ambiguous light on the mountain of documents.

Zhou Yingchen ruthlessly pressed Wen Yu down onto the large mahogany desk.

The hard desktop sent a shiver down her spine, and the expensive documents scattered all over the floor with a clatter.

Then, the man's hot, furious kiss landed heavily on Wen Yu's lips.

Zhou Yingchen forcefully pried open Wen Yu's jaw, skillfully and ruthlessly sweeping through her mouth, entangled her tongue which she tried to escape, and sucked and bit it forcefully.

Wen Yu sobbed and tried to break free, but the man easily restrained her hands, pinning them above her head with one hand.

With his other hand, he roughly tore open Wen Yu's nightgown.

The cool air and the man's burning hands simultaneously assaulted Wen Yu's exposed skin, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

Just before she was about to be devoured, the man's burning lips pressed against Wen Yu's earlobe.

The man's hot breath made her ears tingle, and his husky voice was filled with an uncontrollable possessiveness.

"tell me,"

The man's voice was extremely hoarse: "Who do you belong to?"