Chapter 114: Overcome addiction and treat it as a gift from fate...
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She surveyed the apartment; it had a touch of luxury, was a rented place, fully furnished, clean and tidy, but lacked a lively, lived-in feel.
Celebrities have to sleep in hotels when they're on set, so they only come back to stay during their holidays. The hotel was quite clean, though there were a lot of clothes piled up in the living room with tags still on, and suitcases were left open on the floor. There weren't many women's things there, though.
Feng Yan drew the curtains, took two bottles of water from the refrigerator. He had a headache from drinking, but he was young, only in his early twenties, the age when his libido was at its peak. Seeing that she didn't go in, he said, "What's wrong? Want to shower with me?"
Wen Yining said no, then went inside. "Where are the towels? Do you have any clean ones?"
"I've barely used anything inside. The auntie has replaced it all. Feel free to use it. Everything is clean. There are plenty of skincare products and face masks too."
Feng Yan went to the master bedroom's bathroom, so that the two of them would finish showering around the same time and then have sex.
After Wen Yining went in, she closed the door and mechanically removed her makeup, washed her face, and put her school uniform on the rack. Her expression was calm, and her heart was unusually calm. She couldn't tell whether she was worried or expectant; she was more numb. She didn't experience the heart-pounding feeling she had when she first slept with Shen Yueze. It was the first time for both of them, but their states of mind were completely different.
Feng Yan was no stranger to her. When she first entered university, she even thought about dating him. He met her preferences in every way, was more interesting than Chen Jiabai, and was not a womanizer. He was a good match, but she didn't feel insecure about losing him.
Shen Yueze was indeed the first person to give her the pleasure of drug addiction.
This kind of person is too uncontrollable, and she can become out of control and dangerous.
A peaceful breakup is actually a good thing. It's better than having to deal with all sorts of people he encounters in the future. If you can't be indifferent or let go, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.
If another girl glances at him, or if he glances at someone else, her possessiveness stirs deep within her.
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Not in the mood, I quickly rinsed off, didn't even use body lotion or conditioner, dried my hair for two minutes, pulled off a bath towel, wrapped it around my chest, and went outside.
Feng Yan was already waiting for her on the big bed in the bedroom. His black hair was half wet. He was playing on his phone and scrolling through gossip. A blanket was draped around his waist. Then he took out a box from the drawer and started unpacking it.
Wen Yining took a picture in front of the mirror, wearing only a bath towel. Her slender shoulders were exposed, and in the dim light, she looked both alluring and sexy. Then she lowered the towel a little, deliberately revealing half of her chest. The length of the towel reached only to her thighs, which was very arousing to men's desires.
"I'll take two pictures and send them to Shen Yueze."
Feng Yan laughed, "You two are really funny. Even after breaking up, you still have to deliberately provoke each other. I think he was putting on an act today too. But Huang Yutong has a good figure, big breasts and a slim waist."
"..."
She didn't want to hear a single word of praise for Huang Yutong.
She said, "I really want to send him a picture of us in bed."
Anyway, it's not like he hasn't seen her naked before, so even if he feels upset for a few seconds, it's okay.
He used to be so bothered by her sleeping with other men. After a drinking party, he would even take off all his clothes to check for any traces left by other men.
It's the kind of thing where you don't have much feeling for someone, but you still care.
"No problem if you don't show your face."
Feng Yan doesn't mind being seen by other men, nor does he mind being seen by women.
"Forget it."
Wen Yining only posted her own mirror selfie.
Feng Yan played a flirtatious erotic song and urged her, "Come over here first, let's talk on the bed."
After successfully sending the photo, Wen Yining locked her phone. Only then did her heart begin to beat. She walked over leisurely, sat down on the other side of the bed, and prepared to untie her bath towel.
Feng Yan also put down his phone, became interested, moved closer, put his hand on her shoulder, and wanted to push her onto the bed. "Why are you nervous? Don't be nervous."
Feeling an unfamiliar warmth on my shoulder, my nerves jolted, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. Before I could even untie the white bath towel, I got up from the bed.
Feng Yan noticed her resistance and was a little puzzled. "No, what's wrong?"
He blurted out, "I don't really want to do it today, let's do it another day."
Wen Yining knew what was going on, and her mind was filled with the image of Shen Yueze—
I can't forget the dirty jokes he made, the positions he liked to use in bed, how he liked to choke her, how he even tied her hands with tools, and his satisfied sighs after he came...
Feng Yan couldn't understand her at all. "You've already come home with me. What do you mean by this? Are you playing hard to get? Do you do this with Shen Yueze too? Is that what he likes?"
"No, I'm not in the right frame of mind right now."
Wen Yining paused for a moment, then said honestly, "He's all I can think about right now."
Feng Yan simply wanted to solve his needs and didn't care who she was thinking of. "That's perfect. Just treat me as him. Once the lights are off, you won't be able to see his face."
"But I didn't feel anything."
She didn't want to hurt his pride too much, but the truth was, she couldn't get wet in front of the person in front of her. She was completely dry and had no feelings for him at all. Unlike men, she couldn't even salute someone with a good figure.
"Never mind then, you can sleep in the guest room."
Feng Yan was too lazy to say anything more. There was no need to force such things. Even if they couldn't be bed partners, they could still be friends.
"Why don't you call someone else to come, and I'll go back to my place?"
"It's so late, who should I call? I'm not going to call outsiders."
Feng Yan is still young and hasn't slept with many women. He's worried about the possibility of contracting diseases from escorts, so he prefers to find someone in a legitimate industry. However, respectable girls are too reserved and don't know enough tricks.
"I thought you had a lot of girls on your phone."
"There are quite a few, but they're not suitable to bring home."
Feng Yan was disappointed, and his voice turned a little colder, but he wasn't angry.
Still, I kindly reminded you, "Don't leave. It's the middle of the night, and no one's going to see you off. What's wrong with staying one night? Do you think I'm going to go to the next guest room and force myself on you?"
"Are you mistaking me for Shen Yueze? That kind of playboy has done a lot of bad things, including rape and drugging. I don't play those kinds of games."
Then he got up and tossed her a clean coat.
She chuckled, "I was just worried about disrupting your nightlife."
She couldn't help but recall Shen Yueze's bastard behavior. The first time he did it, it was tantamount to threatening her. Although she was being insincere, he didn't know that.
"But I'm quite curious, what's it like when you're together? Does he take the initiative or do you?"
This relationship wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. Feng Yan only remembered that he had broken up with Chen Jiabai a long time ago. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Wen Yining had fallen for him.
"You haven't actually fallen for him, have you?"
Feng Yan asked.
Wen Yining was also unsure and unable to answer, her expression momentarily showing disappointment.
"I was quite proactive after that."
At least she said and did things to him, and that wild side of her was something no other man had ever seen. He probably couldn't forget her even in bed.
"You can't be serious, can you?"
Feng Yan was chatting and flirting with a pretty girl on his phone, and he didn't forget to remind her, "You're not taking his pastimes seriously, are you? I thought you weren't that naive. You've been in the entertainment industry for a while, you should have seen through reality by now. If you haven't, then it means you still have a few more years to go."
"I'm going to bed."
"The bed is all made up. If you see anything missing, go look in the other bedroom. I haven't been back for months, and the housekeeper has been cleaning it."
"Ugh, I'm so sleepy. Go to sleep early. Don't call me if you need anything during the day. I'll leave on my own after I wake up in the morning."
She came out wearing Feng Yan's coat, closed the door, went next door, and her phone vibrated twice. She unlocked it.
It was sent by Shen Yueze.
[Do you two need to take a picture for me before you go to sleep?]
[Where are the bedroom photos? Why didn't you take them?]
"How about this, from now on, every time you sleep with someone, you have to report to me. I want to see how many you can sleep with, and what kind of life you lead afterward."
Wen Yining: ...
In the darkness, the sound of a heartbeat was particularly clear. A line of text was typed: "You really want to see our bed photos? How about I record a video and send it to you? Anyway, you and Feng Yan are both men, so he wouldn't mind you seeing everything."
Shen Yueze recorded videos and saved them on his phone for later viewing or to use while masturbating; she also saved them.
She wouldn't trust anyone else to do that, but a high-ranking official like him wouldn't use a video to blackmail her.
In daily life, people throw themselves at you all the time, but after breaking up, you don't even bother to look anymore. Just like that Geng Senyang, who still tries to introduce big-breasted beauties to him.
It really made her so angry that she almost lost her temper.
Back in the guest room, I spread out my pillows, lay down, turned on the air conditioner, then turned on the bedside lamp. I leaned back, feeling sleepy. My eyes were tired, but the anxiety of waiting for news made my emotions fluctuate and my mind wander.
I suspect he's probably in bed with Huang Yutong right now, which is why he doesn't have time to reply.
He replied.
Less than ten minutes?
She was puzzled and immediately replied, "What does this mean?"
[You two only lasted less than ten minutes. His health isn't very good. He's only in his early twenties, and it was so short. He'll need to take some traditional Chinese medicine to improve his health, otherwise he won't be able to satisfy you.]
“…”
She was speechless and wanted to laugh, annoyed that she hadn't kept track of the time. This jerk was so meticulous, he even kept track of the time for her. She was impressed.
Oh no, next time he might tease Feng Yan for ten minutes straight.
But that's actually normal, it's just that 20 minutes or more is of course better.
She texted again, "[It's already over, okay? You're shameless, still keeping track of the time.]"
[He was still playing on his phone halfway through. What, he didn't satisfy you, so you're starting to miss your older brother?]
"..."
Actually, it's not that you can't chat or play on your phone in between, but he always likes to be fully engaged and doesn't want her to be distracted by other topics. He'll either moan, call her "brother," call her name, or say dirty things.
Her best friend also shared some tips with her, saying that it's easier to ask for gifts or resources in these situations, but that doesn't seem to work for her right now.
She continued, "What do you have to reminisce about? You only lasted ten minutes last time too, which was pretty quick. How dare you criticize others like that?"
Anyway, I remember it was less than twenty minutes, but it was also related to holding back for too long. Men will be like this if they don't do it for a long time.
[Weren't you the one who kept urging me last time? You know my capabilities; I probably don't have time to be on my phone sending messages right now.]
Wen Yining didn't reply this time. She turned off the light, laid her pillow flat, and sighed softly. Her heart was still beating fast, and her ears were burning. She only felt like this when chatting with him. Suddenly, she missed him. Just a few words were enough to make her feel emotional.
But Feng Yan's proactive attitude after taking a shower didn't give her any ideas. It's undeniable that he has a great physique, over 1.8 meters tall, with abs and V-line, and he's handsome too, objectively handsome, even someone like Shen Yueze, who rarely praises people, has admitted to being handsome.
It's her problem, it has nothing to do with Feng Yan.
Did Shen Yueze really give her the drugs, or did he use a curse on her?
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A note from the author:
What he used as a pastime when he was bored, she took as the arrival of fate.
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