Chapter 33 I really want to beat this despicable man to death!
On the way back, Yan Shuang deliberately slowed down, keeping a safe distance from the tall, black figure ahead.
Shangqiu Zhu noticed that she was deliberately lagging behind, but said nothing. He spurred Zhuifeng again, and the black steed strode steadily, quickly leaving her and Yingtao far behind.
Watching his receding figure, Yan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a faint pain came from her lower abdomen, causing her to frown slightly.
It seems like my period is about to start.
She endured her discomfort and slowly rode Cherry back to the stables.
As soon as I dismounted and handed the reins to the horse trainer, I heard a burst of cheerful laughter coming from not far away.
It turned out that Shang's parents, Yan's parents, and Yan You were all gathered together. Except for Shang Qiuzhu, everyone was present and they were standing in front of several exceptionally fine horses, talking about something.
Yan You's face was beaming with a bright yet slightly shy smile.
"...This warmblood horse has a very stable temperament, making it perfect for Youyou." Mrs. Shang said with a smile to Mr. and Mrs. Yan. "Since Youyou likes it, we'll keep this horse at the horse farm from now on, just for her to ride."
Yan Zhenye and Zhou Yaqin were immediately overjoyed and thanked them repeatedly, saying, "We can't accept this, you two have gone to so much trouble."
"Of course, Youyou will soon be part of the family." Mr. Shang said gently, but with a hidden meaning.
Yan Shuang was about to lower her head and walk around to the side when she was seen by Shang's mother.
"Shuangshuang is back too?" Madam Shang smiled and waved to her. "Come over here, perfect timing, we'll pick one out for you too."
Upon hearing this, Yan You's smile instantly froze, and a hint of dissatisfaction and wariness flashed quickly in her eyes, though she quickly covered it up with a coquettish tone: "Auntie, you're too good to Shuangshuang."
All eyes immediately turned to Yan Shuang.
Yan Shuang felt even more uncomfortable and quickly waved her hand, "No need, thank you Aunt Shang. I'm usually busy with work and don't have much of a chance to ride. It would be too wasteful for me. I really don't need it."
She refused quickly and firmly, as if it were a hot potato.
After Yan Shuang finished speaking, she hurriedly said, "Uncle and Aunt, Mom and Dad, Sister, I'm going to change my clothes now," and then almost ran away from the stable.
There was a moment of subtle tension in the atmosphere beside the stable.
Zhou Yaqin watched Yan Shuang's departing figure, her face turning extremely ugly.
Yan Shuang's blunt refusal just now was practically a slap in the face for her, especially in front of her future in-laws, making her appear to have failed in raising her daughter.
Yan You immediately stepped forward, a perfectly appropriate apologetic smile on her face, and said softly to Mr. and Mrs. Shang, "Uncle and Aunt, I'm so sorry, Shuangshuang may have been a little tired from riding today and isn't feeling well. It wasn't meant to be rude, please don't mind."
Her tone was gentle, and she appeared to be a considerate and understanding elder sister making amends on behalf of others.
Mrs. Shang smiled gracefully and waved her hand, "It's alright, we're family, no need for such formalities. Shuangshuang looks a little listless, let her get some rest."
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As night deepened, Shang Qiuzhu finished processing several urgent emails and returned to her private suite on the top floor.
After unlocking with fingerprint, the door slid open silently.
However, the moment he stepped into the room, he suddenly stopped.
Only a dim bedside lamp was on in the room, and in the ambiguous light, a figure was lying on his side on his large bed.
It's Yan You.
She was wearing an almost transparent black lace nightgown, with very little fabric, the hem barely covering the top of her thighs.
Seeing him enter, she propped herself up slightly on her elbows, striking what she thought was a sexy and alluring pose, gazing at him with dreamy eyes, her voice soft and seductive: "Brother Qiu, you're back... I was a little scared, I couldn't sleep alone, so..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shang Qiuzhu's face had already darkened completely.
The last shred of politeness and courtesy he had shown in front of his parents vanished instantly. His eyes held no trace of the amazement or desire a man should have, only a deep, chilling coldness.
His voice was very low, "Get out."
Yan You shuddered at his merciless reaction, and the charming smile on her face froze completely.
She never expected that her carefully prepared surprise would be met with this kind of treatment.
"Brother Qiu, I..." She still wanted to struggle a bit, trying to win him back with a pitiful tone.
Shangqiu Zhu didn't look at her again, and simply stepped aside to let the door open, radiating an aura of coldness that kept people at a distance. "Don't make me say it a second time."
Under his almost freezing gaze, Yan You could no longer maintain any posture. She practically scrambled off the bed, grabbed a scattered coat, threw it on haphazardly, and rushed out of the room in a disheveled state.
Shangqiu Zhu looked at the bed that Yan You had stained and turned to leave the room.
He walked straight to the door of another suite and swiped the spare access card to open the door.
The room was dark, with only the faint moonlight streaming in from the window.
By the dim light, he could see a figure rising on the bed.
Yan Shuang was awakened by the sound of the door opening, and lazily lifted her eyelids to glance at the doorway.
When she saw the tall, familiar figure, a hint of impatience flashed across her face.
She closed her eyes again, turned her back to him, and said irritably, "Mr. Shang, I'm not ready today." She paused, her tone clearly implying that she was being asked to leave, "I can't serve you. Please leave."
Shangqiu Zhu stepped in and then saw her curled up in the quilt, her face pale, her forehead even beaded with cold sweat, and her brows furrowed tightly with discomfort.
"Are you feeling unwell?" He lowered his voice and took out his phone. "I'll call the doctor over."
"No!" Seeing this, Yan Shuang disregarded her discomfort and awkwardness, and quickly reached out from under the covers to grab his wrist.
"I'm fine, there's really no need to call a doctor."
She explained helplessly in a low voice, "It's just... my period, my stomach hurts a little, it's an old problem. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
After saying that, she tried to pull her hand back and shrink back into the blankets, saying, "So do as you please, I'm going to sleep."
She closed her eyes, pretending not to see him, but her body shuddered slightly from a sudden, sharp pain, and she instinctively bit her lower lip.
Shangqiu Zhu put away her phone and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Just as Yan Shuang thought he was about to say or do something, she suddenly felt the mattress beside her sink in. Then, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her, blanket and all, into a warm and broad embrace.
Yan Shuang's body stiffened instantly, and she opened her eyes: "You...!"
His body heat wafted through her thin pajamas and blankets, dispelling the chill from her body.
He adjusted his posture, and his warm, large hand naturally covered her cold lower abdomen.
The perfect warmth and the solid sense of support were so tempting that Yan Shuang's struggle lasted only a second before being defeated by her physiological craving for heat.
Her stiff body slowly relaxed, and she even rubbed closer to the heat source.
But reason still prevailed, and her muffled voice came from his chest: "...I'm warning you...this is one thing...but you can't do anything reckless..."
A very soft hum came from above, sounding like impatience.
"It's so noisy." Shang Qiuzhu's chin seemed to brush against the top of her head, his voice low. "Go to sleep."
Yan Shuang's tense nerves finally relaxed completely.
Overwhelmed by drowsiness and discomfort, she couldn't care less about anything else. Inhaling his cool scent and feeling the warmth enveloping her body, her consciousness gradually blurred, and she eventually fell into a deep sleep.
In the darkness, Shangqiu Zhu kept his arms around her, listening to the gradually even and long breathing of the person in his arms, and feeling her body slowly warming up.
Those deep eyes slowly closed.
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The next morning, Yan Shuang slowly woke up. The excruciating cramps in her lower abdomen had disappeared, and she felt warm all over.
She shifted slightly and immediately realized that there was a warm, firm male chest pressed against her back.
Her body froze instantly.
She actually slept with Shangqiu Zhu in a simple embrace all night?
Vegetarian?!
A sense of awkwardness and embarrassment welled up inside her, making her feel even more lost than the stomach pain she had experienced the previous night.
This is more bizarre and harder to face than anything else happening.
She carefully moved his arm away from her waist, trying to create distance quietly before he woke up.
However, as soon as she moved, a deep, languid voice came from above her head: "Awake?"
Instead of loosening his arms around her waist, he tightened them, pressing her even closer into his embrace.
Yan Shuang forcefully pried his arm away, "President Shang! It's dawn! You...you should go back to your room! What if someone sees you..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning of expulsion couldn't be clearer.
Shangqiu Zhu coldly looked at the woman in his arms, who was eager to sever ties and seemed to want to kick him off the bed immediately.
Seeing that he remained unmoved, Yan Shuang became even more anxious and lowered her voice to continue chattering and urging him to leave.
Shangqiu Zhu was too lazy to listen to her "nonsense" anymore.
He reached out and cupped her incessantly chattering face, holding her restless head still, then lowered his head without hesitation and precisely sealed her constantly opening and closing lips with his own.
However, at this very moment...
"Knock knock knock—"
A knock sounded at the door, followed by Yan You's soft voice from outside: "Shuangshuang? Are you awake?..."
Yan Shuang suddenly snapped out of her daze and used all her strength to push Shang Qiuzhu away. "It's Yan You!"
Shangqiu Zhu was pushed away by her. He licked his lips and, hearing the persistent voice outside the door, frowned deeply, his annoyance almost tangible.
He glanced at the closed door, then looked down at the woman in his arms. "What are you afraid of?"
After saying that, he casually reached for his phone on the bedside table and dialed a number.
Yan Shuang looked at him, completely clueless about what he was up to.
The call seemed to be connected very quickly.
Shang Qiuzhu spoke into her phone, her voice regaining its usual calm and indifferent tone, "Yan You, go to the restaurant and wait for me, now."
Outside the door, Yan You's voice abruptly stopped.
You could vaguely hear her pause for a moment, then immediately switch to a docile and obedient tone: "Ah? Okay, Brother Qiu, I'll go right away!"
The footsteps quickly faded into the distance.
Shangqiu Zhu casually tossed her phone back onto the bedside table, the whole process flowing smoothly.
He lowered his head again, his gaze falling on Yan Shuang's slightly parted lips, still showing signs of panic. The displeasure and heat in his eyes resurfaced.
"They're gone."
Before Yan Shuang could recover from this sudden change, he cupped her face again and kissed her once more without saying a word.
Her body gradually went limp, her brain began to lack oxygen, and her hands, which had been pushing her away, lost their strength without her realizing it.
Just as she was losing consciousness, she clearly felt the hot, hard object pressing against her lower abdomen.
"Ugh... wait, wait!" She turned her head away with difficulty, avoiding his burning lips and tongue, and said urgently, "Mr. Shang! I... I'm on my period! I really can't!"
She thought he would stop immediately.
To everyone's surprise, Shangqiu Zhu's movements only paused slightly, and a dark tide of emotion surged in his deep eyes.
"Know."
Know?
And they were kissing so...so passionately? And...and it elicited such an obvious reaction?
Yan Shuang was both ashamed and angry. She was so infuriated by his self-righteous attitude that she was almost speechless. She couldn't help but glare at him, "You know?! You know and you still... and you still do this?!"
She glanced meaningfully at their pressed lower bodies, her face burning hot.
Shangqiu Zhu looked at her, her face flushed with shame and indignation, her eyes even reddening, and the darkness in her eyes deepened.
Instead of pulling away, he pressed himself even closer to her, making her feel it even more clearly.
A faint smile curved his lips. "Do I need to pick a day to kiss you?"
This statement was both domineering and shameless. Yan Shuang's cheeks flushed red. Just as she was about to retort, she saw Shang Qiuzhu suddenly conceal all the lust and mockery in his eyes.
He decisively released her and got out of bed.
A tall figure stood beside the bed, casually straightening his slightly wrinkled clothes, his expression already regaining its usual calm and composure.
"Don't worry," he glanced at her sideways, his tone flat, "I don't plan to do anything."
After saying that, he strode towards the door, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.
Yan Shuang sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, staring in disbelief as he brazenly opened the door and walked out with an air of nonchalance.
His steady footsteps could be faintly heard from outside the corridor, gradually fading into the distance.
She angrily clenched her fist and swung it twice in the air towards the now empty doorway.
I really want to beat this despicable man to death!
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