Gu Chen and Fu Qingnian heard a loud slam of the door.
The two looked up and saw Zhou Ji dragging the woman in. His fingers were gripping the woman's wrist tightly, as if he was afraid she would run away.
The light was dim, and for a moment nothing could be seen clearly.
Even through the hazy light and shadow, one could vaguely make out that the woman had a great figure, slender and shapely, wearing a little black dress that accentuated her slim waist, with the hem only reaching her knees, revealing half of her slender, white calves.
This is quite a strange sight.
Zhou Ji's obsessive-compulsive disorder was so severe that it was obvious to everyone. In private, he was as abstinent as a monk in front of them, not getting close to women at all. He was infuriatingly indifferent to women who took the initiative to approach him.
Gu Chen, ever the smooth talker, chuckled and said, "Oh, Mr. Zhou, aren't you going to introduce him?"
Jiang Yue turned her head to look at the voice, but before she could see who was speaking, he pulled her into the innermost lounge of the private room with even greater force.
With a loud bang, the earth shook.
Gu Chen and Fu Qingnian raised their eyebrows when they heard the commotion. It was quite a surprise to see the usually calm and collected man suddenly become so agitated in front of them.
The man locked the door behind him, shutting out the people and sounds outside.
Jiang Yue rubbed her wrist, which had been pinched until it was red, before she was pinned against the wall.
Zhou Ji's aura was intense, and his dark pupils were fixed on her.
Jiang Yue tilted her head back slightly, raised her small face, and was not intimidated by him. She pursed her red lips and sneered, "What? You want to hit me too?"
The man's silence was her response.
He raised his fingers, the cool touch of his fingertips casually landing on her face, gently tidying her stray hairs.
His fingers then lingered on her soft, moist, and flushed lips.
He gently pried open her lips with his fingertips.
Jiang Yue tried to turn her face away, but her chin was gripped by an irresistible force.
A man's silence is what's truly frightening; he remains impassive, revealing nothing about himself.
At such close proximity, Jiang Yue could easily smell the faint scent of alcohol on him; it wasn't strong or unpleasant.
Before she could utter the words of condemnation she had prepared, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips. Unlike before, he was not gentle. He forcefully pried open her teeth, stealing her breath, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Her tongue felt numb, her lips ached slightly, and she was forced to absorb his scent.
He seemed to want to stop listening to her, which was why he used this method to shut her up.
Their breaths mingled, as if they were drowning in deep water and could only cling to him as a lifeline.
Because of the lack of oxygen, her body gradually lost strength, and she had to rely on his strength.
When the kiss ended, Jiang Yue's face was flushed, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she was too breathless to speak for a long time.
Zhou Ji looked at the watery redness at the corners of her eyes, raised his hand and gently stroked it with pity: "Where did you let him touch you?"
Jiang Yue's hands were tied behind her back. He lifted his eyelids and asked in a deep voice, "Besides your waist, is there anywhere else?"
There was no emotion in those dark, deep eyes.
But his drastic actions were completely contrary to his calm demeanor.
Jiang Yue calmed down: "Why do you care so much?"
Her lips were chapped, and he had just eaten away the blood that had seeped out, but it still hurt.
Therefore, she is especially angry now.
"A grown man like you, with such a petty temper?" Jiang Yue rebuked him without any qualms about being narrow-minded. It was he who was being petty about this: "When you go out to have fun, I don't care about you. When I go out to have fun, don't spoil my fun."
The man gripped her waist with one hand and called her by her full name: "Jiang Yue".
After a few seconds of pause, he asked in a flat tone, "Is it because I can't satisfy you?"
As Jiang Yue listened to his gentle and composed words, she felt uneasy, sensing that there was more to his words than met the eye, and that there was some deeper meaning behind them.
She didn't answer his question directly. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Can you please stop being unreasonable?"
Jiang Yue still couldn't understand why he had made such a big fuss, and she was really afraid that he would just keep quiet and make her angry to death.
Why is he so angry? Could it be that he likes her?
Jiang Yue thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible. Just as she was about to ask the question, the man suddenly replied with a single word: "Okay."
Okay, he'll definitely satisfy her tonight.
Jiang Yue didn't understand the deeper meaning behind the words. She breathed a sigh of relief; she didn't want to deal with someone who was going crazy.
The best outcome would be if everyone could remain calm and accept it.
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The two of them walked out of the lounge one after the other.
Gu Chen glanced at Zhou Ji, then couldn't help but look at the woman behind him. Upon closer inspection, she seemed increasingly familiar.
Holy crap.
Isn't this Jiang Yue?
Gu Chen almost didn't recognize him.
Fu Qingnian narrowed his eyes and silently sized her up.
It's been so long.
Zhou Ji had never brought Jiang Yue to their presence, and this nominal Mrs. Zhou had never appeared openly in any setting.
Tonight is truly unusual.
Jiang Yue also looks much prettier than before, especially her temperament, which has changed dramatically. Her humble and obsequious demeanor has disappeared.
Instead, it exudes a cool and aloof aura from within.
Zhou Ji clearly knew she had been drinking, so he called over a waiter and, expressionless, ordered, "Bring over a bowl of soup to help with the hangover."
Jiang Yue wasn't appreciative and had no interest in continuing to play tonight.
She looked at Zhou Ji: "I'm going home to sleep now. Did you bring a driver? Have your driver take me home."
Zhou Ji had no objections; it was indeed time to go back.
The night is still long; I can settle my score with her when I get home.
The man stood up and forcefully yet naturally took her five fingers in his.
Gu Chen rarely saw anything interesting to watch, and he didn't want to let it go easily: "Brother Zhou, isn't it a bit unfair of you to leave now?"
Zhou Ji said expressionlessly, "Put tonight's bill on my tab."
Gu Chen and Fu Qingnian are not people who would lack this little bit of money. They are both born with everything and are the pride of heaven, so they don't care about these things at all.
Instead, they were more curious about the women around Zhou Ji.
The pampered young masters looked at Jiang Yue with the same condescending gaze as before, scrutinizing her with an air of superiority.
In the end, he didn't really take her seriously.
It was just curiosity, like looking at a new toy.
People in this circle, having been exposed to this environment since childhood, are never ordinary. Their inherent arrogance means they always look down on others.
Undoubtedly, both men were exceptionally handsome, with exquisite features. One of them was lounging lazily on the sofa, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.
Jiang Yue has a keen intuition; she doesn't like being stared at.
Jiang Yue looked back, her dark eyes cold, her gaze even more condescending and scrutinizing than theirs, as if she were looking at some ants.
When he met her eyes, Gu Chen was momentarily stunned. The woman's undeniable aura of authority made him look at her with new respect.
Even Fu Qingnian, who was usually calm and collected, lifted his eyelids and looked her over seriously.
It is indeed very different from before.
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