Chapter 27 I'm Not That Beast
Pei Muye was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "We're not divorced yet."
He has said this several times.
Lin Xiyin chuckled softly.
Of course, I wasn't laughing because I was happy.
After a few seconds of silence, she spoke: "Pei Muye, do you think that regardless of feelings or who the other person is, you can sleep with them as long as you need to?"
Pei Muye's eyes were dark and his gaze was deep.
He didn't speak, he just stared intently at Lin Xiyin.
Lin Xiyin's heart skipped a beat, and she looked away.
Pei Muye spoke in a cold voice: "We are husband and wife. If I have needs, and I don't go to my wife, tell me, who should I go to?"
“We’re getting a divorce soon,” Lin Xiyin said. “You can do this kind of thing with someone you have no feelings for, but I’m sorry, I can’t.”
Before they got married, Lin Xiyin and Pei Muye had little contact. What she heard most often was from others saying that Pei Muye was "cold and handsome, and not interested in women."
Such a powerful and influential man had a private life as clean as a blank sheet of paper.
Some even suspect that he doesn't like women.
But after they got married, she realized that Pei Muye was nothing but a lustful beast in human clothing.
She then realized that self-discipline, propriety, strictness, and aloofness had no relation to men once they were in bed.
Even though they had already agreed to divorce, he could still do this kind of thing with her.
She was moved and touched, which is why she was willing to stretch her body out beneath him.
But if she doesn't like him anymore, she doesn't want any intimate contact with Pei Muye at all.
Not to mention going to bed with someone.
But clearly, Pei Muyi is not like that.
He had Ming Qingwan in his heart, but when he slept with Lin Xiyin, he was fierce and intense, and every time he tormented her half to death.
Lin Xiyin mocked herself inwardly, thinking that she should have let go of this kind of man long ago.
"You can't do it?"
Pei Muye's increasingly cold voice rang in her ears: "Do you want me to help you recall what it was like when you were under me, your legs wrapped around my waist, clinging to me and refusing to let go..."
Lin Xiyin felt only shame and embarrassment.
Pei Muyi had said similar things more than once.
Perhaps, someone like him has never known how to write the word "respect".
Lin Xiyin suppressed the pain in her heart and forced herself to ignore this humiliation.
"Pei Muye, you can get out of the car now."
Lin Xiyin lowered her head, and when Pei Muye looked over, he could only see half of her face, which was as pale as paper.
Pei Muye didn't move.
Lin Xiyin didn't look at him either, and the two remained in a silent stalemate.
After what seemed like an eternity, Pei Muye finally spoke: "I paid my hospital deposit today."
Lin Xiyin suddenly looked at him.
Pei Muye spoke again: "Five hundred thousand."
Lin Xiyin's mouth opened slightly, her eyes filled with obvious surprise and astonishment.
"No need for thanks," Pei Muyi said coldly again. "Can we drive now?"
Lin Xiyin's mind went blank for a moment before she belatedly realized what Pei Muye meant.
Last time, he paid a hospital deposit of 500,000 yuan. She thanked him, and he told her not to just express her gratitude verbally. Then he asked her to accompany him to a banquet.
Today, he didn't say anything else, but the meaning was obvious.
If you want to thank her, then let him go to her place.
Thank you with your body in bed.
The shame and anger almost instantly turned Lin Xiyin's face pale.
She took a deep breath, feeling a tightness in her chest, accompanied by a slight pain.
Pei Muyi not only disrespected her, he even... even treated her like a prostitute, someone who could be insulted at will for money.
Lin Xiyin has never looked down on any profession, even those that rely on selling one's body for a living. She believes that no one would choose to do such a job unless they were desperate.
But she never expected that in Pei Muye's heart, she was also a woman who could sell her body at will.
In that instant, besides feeling ashamed and embarrassed, Lin Xiyin finally understood what it meant to be heartbroken.
"I will return the money to you."
Lin Xiyin desperately wanted to take 500,000 yuan and smash it in his face.
But she had no money.
"Give it back to me?" Pei Muyi seemed to chuckle. "Including the previous 500,000?"
Lin Xiyin was filled with shame and indignation, gripping the steering wheel tightly, unable to utter a single word.
Let's go.
Pei Muye's voice was calm and composed, carrying the ease and confidence unique to those in power.
To Lin Xiyin, however, it only brought humiliation and embarrassment.
Her hands even started to tremble, and she could barely hold the steering wheel.
Tears blurred her vision, and Lin Xiyin gritted her teeth, trying not to let the tears fall.
But she couldn't control her emotions at all; her shoulders trembled slightly, her throat felt sore, and her eyes swelled.
The carriage was quiet, and Pei Muyi didn't say anything more for a while.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xiyin released the steering wheel, unbuckled her seatbelt, and then got out of the car.
She walked forward resolutely, without looking back.
Pei Muye looked at her for a few seconds, then got out of the car and strode after her.
He reached for her arm, but she shook him off.
He put his arm around her shoulder, and Lin Xiyin lifted her leg to run away.
Pei Muye suddenly stepped forward, forcefully pulled her into his arms, and the next second, lifted her up in his arms.
Ignoring her struggles, he quickly walked to his car and threw her into the back seat.
Lin Xiyin was like she had springs in her body. As soon as Pei Muye got up, she sprang up, reached out to push Pei Muye away, and then got out of the car.
Pei Muye, having reached his limit, pinned the man to the back seat and said coldly, "If you move again, believe me, I'll do you right here!"
Lin Xiyin froze abruptly, her dark eyes filled with tears as she silently stared at Pei Muye.
Her eyes were red, but her gaze was icy.
Seeing that she didn't move, Pei Muye got up, slammed the car door shut, then went around to the driver's seat, got in, started the car, and left the hospital.
Lin Xiyin lay in the back seat, tears finally streaming down her face. She felt limp all over and didn't want to move at all.
She even thought about letting a car run her over, just dying like that, ending it all...
But clearly, God did not hear her heartfelt words.
Pei Muyi drove the car all the way back to Yunhai's house.
The place where the two of them lived before returning to the old house.
Upon arriving at the underground parking garage, Pei Muye didn't say a word. He simply opened the back door and picked Lin Xiyin up again.
Lin Xiyin was heartbroken and offered no resistance.
She thought that Pei Muye would then unleash his beastly nature, just like before, disregarding her feelings and only venting his desires.
But Pei Muye simply threw her onto the big bed, and then Lin Xiyin heard the sound of footsteps leaving.
Lin Xiyin closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
But to her surprise, the footsteps returned soon after.
Lin Xiyin turned around and curled up into a ball.
The mattress next to him was dented, and a man was kneeling on one knee, bending over with his head down.
The next second, Lin Xiyin had something warm and wet on her face.
She was startled.
Pei Muye grasped her wrist; "Don't move, let me wipe your face. How old are you, still crying all the time, it's so ugly."
Lin Xiyin was taken aback.
But soon, she closed her eyes again.
She would no longer be fooled by the occasional glimpses of tenderness Pei Muyi showed her.
Those diamond earrings, breakfast that morning, and the concern that her shoes would rub her feet at the banquet…
Each and every incident made her see more clearly how much of a failure and how ridiculous she was compared to Ming Qingwan.
Lin Xiyin neither dodged nor moved, letting Pei Muye wipe her face.
She thought Pei Muye had a change of heart and wouldn't touch her tonight.
It seems she was overthinking it; Pei Muye probably wanted to clean her up before going to sleep.
You probably didn't want to eat her because her face was covered in tears.
Lin Xiyin let him do whatever he wanted to her face.
After quickly wiping her face clean, Lin Xiyin did feel a bit refreshed.
"Are you hungry?" Pei Muye's voice rang in my ears: "If you don't want to go out, I'll have someone bring your food over."
Lin Xiyin remained silent.
She had no appetite.
I haven't felt like eating anything these past few days.
Firstly, she was worried about Lin Yiming's illness; secondly, her appetite hadn't been as good as before lately.
Maybe I was too tired.
After a series of rustling sounds, Pei Muye's footsteps faded into the distance.
Lin Xiyin pulled the blanket over herself and wrapped herself in it.
In the past, she not only fell in love with Pei Muye, but also had an inexplicable fear of him.
Perhaps she knew in her heart that this kind of man was destined not to belong to her.
His inherent authority made Lin Xiyin dare not act rashly.
But now, Lin Xiyin was heartbroken, and since the two were about to get divorced, she simply decided to give up and not care about anything anymore.
When Pei Muyi returned, he saw Lin Xiyin, who was completely covered up.
He walked over, pulled the blanket down, revealing Lin Xiyin's tear-streaked face.
She usually has a cold and aloof expression, exuding an aura that keeps people at a distance.
But now, having just cried, her face shows a vulnerability unique to women.
She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes drooping obediently, like the wings of a butterfly at rest.
Pei Muye said, "Get up and eat."
Lin Xiyin said expressionlessly, "Pei Muye, I'm not as strong as you, and I can't break free. If you want to do it, hurry up. You don't need to pretend."
Lin Xiyin didn't look up, so she couldn't see Pei Muye's expression.
But the room fell silent instantly, as if even breathing could not be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Pei Muye finally spoke, his voice as cold as ice: "In your heart, am I really that much of a beast?"
Lin Xiyin remained silent.
This is clearly an implicit acceptance.
In Lin Xiyin's opinion, this man was sometimes worse than a beast.
Comparing him to a beast would be an insult to even beasts.
Lin Xiyin thought that since her resistance and mockery were so obvious, given Pei Muye's temper, he would either bully her severely or slam the door and leave.
After a moment of silence, she gasped as Pei Muyi swept her up in his arms.
She couldn't help but look up at him, her eyes filled with anger: "What exactly do you want!"
"What do you think I want to do?" Pei Muye didn't look at her, and carried her out of the bedroom: "I just want you to know that I'm not that much of a beast."
From this angle, Lin Xiyin could only see the man's sexy Adam's apple and resolute jaw.
After placing the person in the dining chair, Lin Xiyin noticed that the table was full of food, still steaming hot.
Pei Muye handed her a bowl of rice.
Lin Xiyin took it, pursed her lips, and asked, "How's the divorce agreement coming along?"
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