Instinctively, I rolled over and snuggled against the man's hard chest like a cat, greedily inhaling his scent, my shivering body curled up in his arms.
He wrapped his arms around me, his long legs pressing heavily against mine, completely enveloping me.
Gradually, it felt as if a warm current flowed into my bones, and the warmth throughout my body made me relax.
I fell asleep peacefully.
No trouble with light sleep, no nightmares, a long sleep until I naturally wake up.
In a hazy state, a warm, rough hand touched my forehead, carrying the faint, refreshing woody scent of shower gel. The palm gently pressed against my forehead, like a tender comfort.
I let out a comfortable sigh, my hazy gaze meeting the man's deep, pitying eyes.
Fu Yanshen was gently stroking my forehead, looking at me with tenderness and heartache...
He felt sorry for me.
My heart skipped a beat, my nose tingled, my heart raced, and my breathing became rapid. A deep-seated impulse drove me to kiss his sharply defined, sensual lips…
The man's hot breath sprayed into my nostrils, colliding with my breath and sparking an ambiguous flame.
The moment our lips touched, a tingling, electric sensation spread through me, and at the same time, I was suddenly startled as Shi Jin's face flashed into my mind.
Without thinking, I forcefully pushed against Fu Yanshen's chest with both hands, and I became completely awake.
When I looked again, I met the man's cold, sharp gaze.
Fu Yanshen lay on his side, his handsome face, pale, sculpted like an ice sculpture, his thin lips pressed tightly together, giving me a look that seemed to be filled with disgust.
He then rolled over and got out of bed.
My heart sank, and I realized that it was just my imagination.
It is an illusion stemming from a deep-seated inner desire.
I long for him to cherish me.
How could he possibly care about me? I almost kissed him just now, almost without thinking.
We divorced a long time ago, and he has a girlfriend now.
I am seriously ill.
I cursed myself in my heart.
The man pulled a white bathrobe hanging on the chair to cover his broad back, which was covered with scars and had clearly defined, smooth muscles, and strode away.
As soon as he left, I got up and sat leaning against the headboard.
My brain is still foggy from the hangover and fever, and because I cried so much last night, my head is still sore and uncomfortable.
Thinking of my past, I couldn't help but hug my knees, burying my face in them, a feeling of desolation engulfing me.
After an unknown amount of time, the air was filled with the faint aroma of Chinese herbal medicine.
I looked up.
With a "smack," Fu Yanshen placed a glass of brown, steaming liquid on the bedside table with a rude motion.
It should be cold medicine powder.
I swallowed hard and looked at him.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, exuding an indifferent and aloof air. His tall figure stood not far away, looking down at me condescendingly.
"What's there to be sad about? The Sheng family's bankruptcy was inevitable. Whether you're a real young lady or not, what does it matter?" His calm tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
Hearing his words, I felt a surge of anger.
I suddenly realized that it was he who allowed Shi Jin to slander me online, and it was he who allowed her to do live streams to prove that Bei Chen had a crush on me and to take revenge on my family.
What he's saying now is that he'll continue to retaliate against my family, that my family will go bankrupt sooner or later, and that I don't need to dwell on my background.
I rolled out of bed, rushed to him, looked up at him with hateful eyes, and said, "Fu Yanshen, why do you have to take revenge on my family? What have we done to wrong you?"
I yelled at him and questioned him loudly.
In my heart, the Sheng family is still my home.
Fu Yanshen narrowed his eyes, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and he remained silent, exuding a terrifying chill.
Looking at him, I felt a chill run down my spine.
The man before me is my irreconcilable enemy.
I was terrified that he would lock me up and torture me at any moment, so I swallowed hard.
While he went to the restroom, I grabbed my trench coat from the chair, my phone and car keys, slipped on my ankle boots, and rushed out of the luxurious suite before I was even properly dressed.
I finally breathed a long sigh of relief after leaving the room.
My coat still carried his scent, and the memory of him finding me and taking care of me last night brought a slight lump to my throat.
However, I stopped being so sentimental and wondering why he came to find me or why he still cared about me.
For the rest of my life, I will never dare to think about him again.
"Qiaoqiao!"
As soon as I arrived in the hotel lobby, a familiar girl's voice rang out. In the distance, I saw Song Sinan and Luo Luo.
My first instinct was to hide behind a Roman column.
However, Luo Luo had already run towards me and hugged me tightly. My eyes welled up with tears, and my nose tingled.
"Why are you hiding? Do you think we've been together since childhood because of our social status? Isn't it because of our sisterly bond?" Luo Luo's tone was slightly reproachful, and as she spoke, she hugged me tighter.
Listening to her words, I was moved to tears, but the thought that we were no longer in the same social circle made me feel inferior and lonely.
The more proud I used to be, the more insecure I am now.
Through my blurry vision, a tall, elegant man with a noble and refined demeanor gracefully handed me a tissue.
"Thank you, Si..." Before I could finish the sentence, I wanted to disappear into the ground. What right does a fake heiress have to call the Beijing socialite "Brother Si Nan"?
His hand touched the back of my head and gently rubbed it.
"Don't be sad, nothing has changed. You are still the dazzling you. Status and position don't mean anything," he said gently, looking at me tenderly.
Hearing his words of comfort, I smiled and said, "Thank you."
I still feel incredibly disappointed.
From childhood to adulthood, "status and position" have been my reliance, so how could it not represent something?
He couldn't comfort me.
The person who could comfort me is even less likely to comfort me.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall changed, and I followed the gaze of the passersby.
Fu Yanshen was standing on the stairs not far away, seemingly looking in their direction.
"Let's go." I looked away, swallowed the bitterness that was about to rise in my eyes, and said softly.
I returned to the capital with Song Sinan and Luo Luo.
The incestuous relationship scandal between the siblings has finally subsided, but Fu Yanshen's retaliation against Shengshi has not stopped, and Shengshi's situation is precarious.
Recently, many entertainment companies have been trying to take advantage of the situation by offering exorbitant signing fees to poach Makino.
In the spacious apartment at night, I took another sip of strong liquor.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Holding the wine bottle, I walked barefoot to the door. Only after I saw who it was through the security camera did I open the door.
What are you doing here?
I asked casually and led the way to the living room.
Behind me, Makino closed the security door behind me.
"You've come to ask me to terminate the contract, haven't you? Okay, I'll go to Shengshi tomorrow and help you terminate the contract. You don't even need to pay the penalty." I slumped into the sofa and said drunkenly.
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