Chapter 108 · Extra Four

Extra four

Jiang Fu's face hurt a lot.

Jiang Zhao's fingers were very strong. Normally, she would probably beg for mercy, but today she inexplicably didn't want to speak. Her face was firmly held in place, and she could only silently refuse him by closing her eyes.

"Very good." Jiang Zhao laughed when he saw her looking like she was going to keep her chastity for the other man. "Let me see just how much pleasure he gives you that you dare to protect him like this."

The punishment lasted for a full day.

It all started in Jiang Zhao's Cullinan. Jiang Fubei was forced to sit on the hood and accept him. Jiang Zhao's desire was aggressive and ruthless. She struggled at first, but quickly gave up her futile resistance.

The waves crashed one after another, fierce and accompanied by intense sensations. Jiang Fu felt like a flimsy boat, swaying and rocking helplessly.

She bit her lip lightly. Seeing this, Jiang Zhao turned her face around from behind and pried her lips open with his fingers. A melodious and charming voice finally came out of her mouth.

The mournful cries, like those of a small animal on the verge of death, brought Jiang Zhao an extreme sense of pleasure.

More unbearable than the pain itself was the sound of the massive waves, their gurgling and crashing, as if everything was reminding her of the complete separation between her body and mind. Her mind was clearly disgusted, yet her body was unconsciously beginning to respond. Her nerves tightened, and she gripped the sheets tightly.

"I'll ask you one more time, who is it?" Jiang Zhao's slender fingers traced the delicious peach, his cool fingertips mercilessly nibbling at the peach, like a real couple skillfully making love.

“…I don’t want to talk about it…” Jiang Fu’s voice was broken. Soon, she heard the sound at the door of the room, and her nerves suddenly tightened.

The door was pushed open at some point.

The room was covered with a thick, soft carpet, and although there was no sound, Jiang Fu was so frightened that she bit her lip.

Her face was lifted up, and Jiang Ming smiled at her.

He waited outside the door for a while, from the bright afternoon sun until the dusky evening. During this time, he could hear sobbing and pleas for mercy coming from inside the room; they were very faint, and to his ears, they were clearly not much different from temptation.

“I know who it is,” Jiang Mingzhuo suddenly spoke, his gaze falling on Jiang Zhao’s face. “Do you remember Lin Zhi’en’s older brother?”

“It wasn’t him.” Jiang Fu retorted immediately, unexpectedly.

Her actions, in turn, confirmed the man's "crime".

Jiang Zhao realized what was happening: "It was him?"

He gave Jiang Fu a mocking smile, loosening his grip slightly. "Jiang Fu, you're planning to have a bastard child with him and have me raise it for you, huh?"

Jiang Fu took the opportunity to struggle, but just as she was about to get off the bed, Jiang Mingzhuo easily grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.

The man was so strong that Jiang Fu could only watch as he carried her over.

"...Jiang Zhao, what should we do?" Jiang Mingzhuo kissed Jiang Fu's face and asked him.

"Make him disappear." Jiang Zhao scoffed coldly, showing no concern whatsoever.

Jiang Fu's face turned deathly pale.

Although she wanted a divorce, she would never do so at the cost of endangering that prosecutor's life. Besides, from their few words, she deduced Lin Jindong's identity; he was not the distinguished young master she had imagined.

Jiang Fu's expression, in the eyes of Jiang Zhao and Jiang Mingzhuo, looked exactly like she was heartbroken for her "lover".

Since marrying Jiang Zhao, her expression has rarely fluctuated so much. Most of the time, she is in a low and quiet state. Even though Jiang Mingzhuo gave her several beautiful and gentle Siamese cats, she would only smile occasionally when she was feeding the cats by herself.

"Don't be like this... It has nothing to do with him." Jiang Fu shook her head, even though the person she actually "cheated" with was not Lin Jindong.

This was enough to anger both men.

Jiang Fu noticed Jiang Zhao's indifferent expression and understood that if she didn't do something, Lin Jindong's life would be threatened.

"Jiang Zhao, it really has nothing to do with him. You are my husband. Can't you forgive me? It's just a small mistake. I just drank too much." Jiang Fu suddenly raised her hand, and Jiang Zhao subconsciously caught her as she lunged at him.

"Let's...let's have a baby," Jiang Fu said slowly, burying her head in Jiang Zhao's chest.

Her gentle and soft-spoken manner slightly softened Jiang Zhao's expression, while Jiang Mingzhuo gritted his teeth.

Jiang Mingzhuo looked at Jiang Zhao and slowly smiled.

Jiang Zhao was already moved.

He longed to keep Jiang Fu by his side forever. Nothing would be a better way to make her willingly stay with him than having a child together.

They will have a family, but what about him? A different kind of grievance and bitterness spread through Jiang Mingzhuo's heart.

If Jiang Fu continues to treat Jiang Zhao this way, he can still deceive himself and tell himself that Jiang Fu loves him, not Jiang Zhao.

But she lowered her head... Jiang Mingzhuo seemed to have gone mad; he even pounced on her and viciously left his mark on her neck.

He would never allow her to be a real husband and wife with Jiang Zhao, while neglecting himself.

Of course, Jiang Mingzhuo had not forgotten the "lover" who had caused Jiang Fu to make a mistake.

Lin Jindong?

He was clearly not Jiang Fu's type, yet she was willing to apologize to Jiang Zhao for this man.

...

Of course, Jiang Fu's "cheating" was glossed over after she decided to have a child with Jiang Zhao.

She's very proactive with Jiang Zhao now, putting her hands on his neck and responding to his kisses.

This is completely different from before.

In the past, Jiang Fu didn't dislike Zuo Ai; rather, she simply disliked and feared him and Jiang Mingzhuo.

Jiang Zhao sat on the petal-shaped sofa in the bedroom, his fingers habitually holding a cigarette, but then he put the lighter down, remembering that Jiang Fu didn't like it.

Jiang Fu came out of the bathroom, her hair almost done, wearing a light milky blue nightgown. Her long, curly hair was gentle and charming, draped behind her. Jiang Zhao reached out to her, and she instinctively walked to his side, letting him hold her hand.

Her slender, white fingers slid into his palm. Jiang Zhao was not satisfied with such simple contact. He forcefully pried open her fingers, determined to intertwine them.

The room, which had been quiet and deserted, seemed to finally be enveloped by the fragrance emanating from her body.

“Jiang Zhao…” Jiang Fu understood his impulsiveness and was even more afraid of his wild, beast-like madness. She pushed him away, “You’ve been so tired lately, didn’t you just finish dealing with your father’s company? Why don’t you go to sleep early?”

His lips pressed against her neck, "But you're not pregnant yet."

"I haven't been feeling well lately, the doctor just came to see me, and besides, these things can't be rushed..." Jiang Fu gently pushed him, acting like a "wife" in a coquettish way.

Jiang Zhao stared intently at her neck. He remembered the mark of her "cheating" all the time. Although several days had passed and the mark had disappeared, it still bothered him greatly.

He held her tightly in his arms, using his lips, teeth, and tongue to leave marks on her slender neck.

"Jiang Zhao, don't be like this... Um, where's Jiang Mingzhuo?"

"He won't come near you again until you get pregnant." Jiang Zhao picked her up, his usually arrogant eyes filled with infatuation for her.

Everything in the bedroom was designed to Jiang Fu's liking, including the floor-to-ceiling window facing the garden. Jiang Zhao carried her to the window and began his assault. Her hand rested on it, clearly reflecting the beastly figure of the man behind her.

Jiang Zhao looked at Jiang Fu with her eyes closed, and then clearly saw himself.

Good figure and good looks, although these are not essential for becoming the head of a family, are very important to women.

Jiang Zhao is extremely strict with himself. No matter how busy he is with work, he will never give up fitness and always maintains a well-proportioned and sexy figure.

He was tall, with perfectly sculpted muscles, long, powerful legs, and a firm, flowing waistline that would drive any woman wild with desire...

Isn't this version of himself enough to satisfy Jiang Fu? Jiang Zhao turned her face around and placed his hand between her lips.

Jiang Fu was afraid of him, and she gently touched his fingertips.

Jiang Zhao's eyes were cold and sharp, and he looked aggressive.

Jiang Fu dared not dodge.

Jiang Zhao looked at her face.

No, absolutely no man will threaten his marriage.

She wouldn't fall for him, much less for another man. The man who dared to cheat on her was just an accident.

Then, he launched another attack.

Late at night, Jiang Zhao held her in his arms. Jiang Fu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he could not even hear her breathing. He knew she was not asleep.

Jiang Fu didn't like being held in his arms. She was afraid to move and couldn't sleep well. She just kept her eyes closed. Sometimes, Jiang Fu would rather Jiang Zhao be a little more ruthless and make her faint and fall asleep, than have to stay by his side cautiously every day.

Jiang Zhao is possessive and controlling, no less so than Jiang Mingzhuo. Jiang Fu used her pregnancy as an excuse to get him to drive Jiang Mingzhuo away, but what happened next...

She tossed and turned, feeling the man tighten his grip on her waist. She didn't dare to flinch, knowing she couldn't escape anyway.

She remembered that night at the hotel. Beside that man named Xie Yong, Jiang Fu felt a long-lost sense of ease and joy. She didn't love him, but that feeling seemed to remind her of the initial feeling she had when she was dating Jiang Mingzhuo.

In the morning, Jiang Fu slowly woke up. Jiang Zhao had already changed into his shirt and walked to the bedside.

When her dark eyelashes drooped, she always had an inexplicable cuteness. At this time, Jiang Fu was always defenseless. Even when Jiang Zhao reached out and stroked her face, she would subconsciously act coquettishly, rather than because she was afraid and had to submit to him.

Jiang Fu: "Don't touch it... Why are you still at home?"

"Tonight is the victory celebration banquet for the new mayor of the Imperial State. Do you want to go?" Jiang Zhao asked her, already prepared for Jiang Fu to refuse.

She hated accompanying him to any event as "Mrs. Chiang".

Mayor? Jiang Fu's mind suddenly cleared. She remembered the man who had actually made her "cheate," and a half-baked escape plan seemed to be stirring in her mind again.

Jiang Fu met Jiang Zhao's gaze and said, "Okay."

Jiang Zhao hadn't expected her to have other intentions. He just felt that the "cheating" incident seemed to have shown Jiang Fu how bad other men were, and she finally made up her mind to return to her family and come back to his side.

Jiang Zhao simply knelt on the edge of the bed and lifted Jiang Fu's face, "I'll arrange for someone to pick you up tonight."

"Um."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Zhao had already kissed her.

Jiang Zhao already despised men who dared to covet his wife, and Jiang Fu always refused to acknowledge her identity. This party for the new mayor of the Imperial State, attended by almost every celebrity, was a perfect opportunity to send a message to everyone: don't even think about messing with Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu only wanted to find the man named Xie Yong, so she took the initiative when it came to kissing him.

...

Evening, Empire State Building.

The new mayor's celebration party looked very grand. The Xie family claimed it was just a private party, but many prominent figures from the Empire State attended, and celebrities from all walks of life gathered. The Xie family also declined all media in advance and had all staff members keep watch outside to prevent any leaks of what happened at the party.

Jiang Zhao's arrival tonight also cheered up Xie's father and mother.

The entire federal government is well aware of the relationship between politicians and capitalists. Although Xie's father has now been elected as a state legislator, he still cannot slack off. They always need the assistance of "financial backers" behind them. In addition to the Lin family as a partner, the Jiang family is also an object they must please.

"Xiao Yong, Young Master Jiang will be bringing his wife to the party later." Xie's mother adjusted his tie. "You'd better be friends with him."

"Really? But I don't think I'm very good at dealing with that kind of man." Xie Yong raised an eyebrow and casually asked, "Who is his wife?"

Mother Xie gave him a reproachful look. "Young Master Jiang is the same age as you, and he's been married for several years. What about you?"

"Mom, you're here again." Xie Yong looked helpless, but soon, the image of that girl flashed through his mind.

Xie Yong's lips curled into an arrogant smile. "However, believe me, it will be soon."

Mother Xie naturally didn't understand the deeper meaning behind his words, and was slightly surprised and also delighted.

But who exactly is she? Xie Yong couldn't help but feel annoyed. He had to attend a meeting that morning, so he left the girl his contact information, but she seemed to have only treated that night as a casual hookup and disappeared after dawn.

Xie Yong asked around at the hotel and also arranged for people to thoroughly investigate Lin Jindong's network of connections, but they still couldn't find any trace of the girl.

Xie Yong fastened his cufflinks, changed into his coat, and stepped into the banquet hall. His assistant came over to tell him, "Young Master Jiang has already arrived."

He smiled and walked in with his assistant. The first thing he saw was Jiang Zhao and his wife.

Jiang Zhao is handsome and sharp-looking, with an extremely cold demeanor. Even in such an occasion, there is still a sense of danger in his eyes, and his mood is unfathomable.

Xie Yong kept his distance from such a man. He didn't intend to try to please him like others did; he just wanted to give a simple greeting.

"Young Master Jiang," Xie Yong said, standing two or three steps away from Jiang Zhao, without eagerly approaching him.

Jiang Zhao glanced sideways, but before he could turn around, the girl next to him, wearing a light pink tulle dress, turned her head. Her long black curly hair was styled up, revealing her slender and soft neck. Her features were gentle, and her temperament was pure. The moment Xie Yong saw her, his heart began to beat faster.

It's her!

Xie Yong felt that the girl's cute reaction of slightly biting her lip was like a slow-motion video. He even wanted to pull her into his arms right now. However, he seemed to understand the reason for the girl's divorce. Jiang Zhao was naturally not as good as him. When she was with Jiang Zhao, she could only feel the pain of marriage.

"I am Xie Yong." With that thought, Xie Yong not only took the initiative to approach Jiang Zhao, but even extended his hand to him in a friendly manner.

To get closer to his wife, naturally...

You need to lower your expectations and become his friend first.

[Author's Note]

The side story will continue until Jiang discovers Xie.