Chapter 64 My Egg Is Broken

Ruan Yi stood quietly beside Fu Jingchen, her fingertips still able to feel the warmth of his arm around her waist.

But in an instant, a crowd of people inexplicably surged in.

First, several businessmen in suits surrounded Fu Jingchen and talked to him.

Immediately afterwards, a group of slender socialites also crowded around, laughing and chatting as they tried to get closer to Fu Jingchen.

The pressure on her waist eased for a moment, and Ruan Yi, feeling uncomfortable from being surrounded, took the opportunity to take a half step back, instinctively trying to retreat from the edge of the crowd.

The man reached out to grab her, but his path was blocked by several girls pushing forward, and he was quickly surrounded.

He couldn't push away these women of different social statuses in public, so he could only look at her through the crowd with a deep gaze.

But soon, even that line of sight was completely blocked by a tall, burly foreign businessman.

Ruan Yi looked at the enthusiastic socialites with a sense of helplessness.

I really want to shout, "Ladies, stop pushing! My sexual orientation is the same as yours!"

Ruan Yi picked up the fruit wine that had been placed on the small table, the liquid in the glass still swirling gently.

Somewhat angrily, he took a big gulp, and just as he swallowed, someone bumped into his arm.

The other person's cold liquor splashed onto her skirt, leaving a small wet patch.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" The blonde, blue-eyed woman quickly apologized, her beautiful face full of remorse.

"I was so careless. Can I help you clean this up? The restroom is over there."

Ruan Yi wanted to wave her hand and say no, but the other person had already enthusiastically taken her arm, and with quite a bit of force.

"It's okay, it'll be done soon, it won't take you too long."

Being pulled along by such a beautiful woman, Ruan Yi felt embarrassed to refuse any longer; foreigners really are too straightforward and enthusiastic.

She followed the other person to the restroom without noticing what was behind her.

Fu Jingchen finally managed to peek through the gaps in the crowd, only to find that the girl had already disappeared. His face immediately darkened.

"Get out of the way."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was cold and devoid of warmth. The women who had been surrounding him were stunned for a moment and subconsciously stepped back.

Fu Jingchen didn't look at anyone again and strode towards the outer perimeter, the air around him was frighteningly low.

As Ruan Yi entered the restroom, she felt a little dizzy and her breathing became inexplicably faster. She shook her head.

Was he too excited to be held hands by a beautiful woman? That's such a pathetic reaction...

The dizziness intensified, and my legs began to feel weak.

Just as Ruan Yi was about to say that she was fine and didn't need to wipe it, the woman next to her suddenly let go of the tissue.

The apology on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an almost indifferent coldness.

"Alright, this way please."

Without saying a word, the woman dragged her outside for a while until they reached a magnificent sliding door.

It is a luxuriously decorated lounge.

Ruan Yi was suddenly pushed inside, staggered forward two steps, and felt even more dizzy. Her consciousness seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, and she was terribly sluggish.

On the sofa, the man sat with his legs crossed, an unlit cigar between his fingers, his posture languid.

He looked up at her, his gaze lingering on her flushed cheeks and trembling eyelashes, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

He had never seen anything like it before.

The girl's cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, but her eyes still held a hint of bewildered stubbornness, like a young animal that had strayed into a trap.

“Mr. Anderson?” Ruan Yi struggled to stay awake, her brows furrowed.

The man stood up and slowly walked towards her. His leather shoes made little noise on the carpet, but it made her heart leap into her throat.

"You don't seem to be feeling well." His tone sounded calm, even concerned, but it was an irrelevant answer.

His hand reached out directly to her, wanting to touch her forehead. "Do you need help?"

"unnecessary!"

Ruan Yi abruptly shook off his hand. The moment her fingertips touched his skin, the heat in her body subsided considerably, and she even wanted more touch.

The girl realized what was happening and turned to rush towards the door.

Seren was shaken off, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly. This was the first time he had ever been so resisted.

A strange urge to conquer surged up, even stronger than before.

He reached out and pressed down on the girl's shoulder, not with much force, but enough to immobilize her.

"Don't rush off." He looked at her eyes, which were becoming increasingly hazy due to the effects of the medicine, and lowered his voice.

You don't look well and need help.

Ruan Yi bit her lower lip, trying to stay awake with the pain, but the surging heat in her body and her increasingly heavy head made it almost impossible for her to stand.

She knew she had been tricked; it was definitely this damned slut in front of her who was behind it.

As Seren watched the girl bite her lip, his Adam's apple bobbed even more dramatically.

He has never lacked proactive women since he was a child; he has never lacked those who are passionate and outgoing.

The girl in front of me, who was clearly so dizzy that she could barely stand, still had anger and defiance in her eyes.

It was an utterly unfamiliar feeling, far more intense and scorching than any deliberately provocative advances or blatant seduction.

You can even hear the sound of your own blood surging.

It wasn't the calm composure of someone determined to win in the business world, but a more primal, surging desire to tear apart this pure stubbornness.

A destructive urge is a common trait among bad men.

The girl's breathing grew heavier, tinged with a slight, unconscious tremor.

He looked down at the corners of her moist eyes, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

The medication has clearly taken full effect.

His large hand slid down her shoulder, his fingertips brushing against the slit in her skirt, finally stopping on her warm thigh, gently caressing it.

"Now, can you feel it?"

His voice was low, with a deliberately slowed ambiguity, "No need to force yourself."

He paused slightly at the silky smooth skin beneath his fingertips, feeling Ruan Yi's body relax instantly.

It was an instinctive reaction to the effects of the medicine, a craving for touch, and a way to relieve the burning heat.

Ruan Yi bit her lower lip hard, her face instantly turning pale.

She was pinching herself, her hand on her waist tightening until her knuckles dug into her flesh, as if trying to use the pain to force back the surging desire.

When she looked up again, her eyes cleared for a moment. Instead of backing away, she tiptoed and leaned into his arms with an alluring aura.

Seren raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and then stepped back, looking as if he had lost interest.

"It seems she's no different from other women."

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain suddenly exploded from his lower body.

"Ugh—!"

Seren felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if a bomb had exploded between his legs, the force so fierce that he instantly curled up.

He could clearly hear the sound of his teeth chattering as he inhaled, and something indescribable...

It sounded like the dull thud of an egg breaking.

Seren slowly slumped to the ground in an almost stiff posture, his private parts gripped tightly, cold sweat trickling down his temples.

After kicking, Ruan Yi turned around, flung open the door, and rushed out.

While running, I couldn't help but mutter to myself.

She's amazing, her kick was so accurate! It felt like she kicked some disgusting stick-like object...

This dead stallion looks quite respectable; its recovery ability should be pretty strong, right? No, I need to run faster!

The wind from the corridor rushed into her collar, but it couldn't suppress the surging heat within her body.

Her high heels clicked rapidly on the floor. She didn't know where she was running; she only knew she had to get away from that room.

The drug's effects grew stronger, my vision began to blur, and my body felt as limp as if I had no bones.

Ruan Yi leaned against the wall, panting, her consciousness teetering on the edge of clarity and despair.

No, this won't do, I'll lose control!

You need to find an empty room; soaking in cold water might help.

The heat surging through her body almost burned away her reason; Ruan Yi's vision was already blurred, and her steps felt unsteady, as if she were walking on cotton.

She could no longer think about who she was or what to do; only one thought was growing wildly in the chaos.

It's so hot, she needs something cool, she needs to grab onto something...

In the shadows at the end of the corridor, a blond man was hurrying towards them, his face showing the anxiety of searching for someone.

When he saw the stumbling figure clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The girl's face was flushed, her lips were glistening with moisture, and her eyes were misty and unfocused.

"Ma'am, what do you need...?"

The man strode forward, about to reach out to help her, but before he could finish his question, a sudden force grabbed his shoulder.

In a dizzying moment, he was forced to bend his knees, and then felt a burning sensation on his neck.

The woman grabbed his neck, and the next second, her lips covered his without warning.

The kiss was filled with desperate urgency and chaos, like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood.

With the burning heat induced by the drug and a desire she herself was unaware of, she fiercely pressed her lips against his.

"Why is it another forced kiss?!"

"She even choked me, she couldn't be..."

Fine, as long as it's her, she can do whatever she wants.

From being pressed down on the sofa and kissed in a private room, to being pressed against the wall and kissed in a foreign land.

Did she recognize herself?

"Ouch...you naughty woman, all she does is bite his lips."

Only her rapid breathing filled the air.

And that familiar aura emanating from her, a scent that stirred his heart.

The shock didn't last long before it was swallowed up by an even stronger emotion.

The next second, they took the lead.

With long-suppressed desire, tossing and turning, with the eagerness of regaining what was lost.

The person in his arms completely clung to him, like a soft vine finally finding a branch to cling to.

The man's touch gradually intensified, as if he wanted to release all the longing, restraint, jealousy, and uncontrollable emotions he had accumulated over the past few days.

They poured it all out.