Chapter 294 Finally Entering the Civil Affairs Bureau
Luo Anya could hardly believe her ears; she was so ashamed and indignant that she wanted to kill herself.
“Brother Ajue, you took my virginity away from me and made my whole body ache. Don’t you even apologize?”
Now you're accusing me of what I did to you. Ah Jue, do you even have a heart? Yes, I love you, I love you so much, but I'm not that kind of woman. I'll save my first time for our wedding night.
How can I face anyone after treating me like this?
Luo Anya cried her heart out, her shoulders trembling, and the sheet in her hands slowly slipped down.
Feng Jue lowered his eyes and found that his clothes were intact and there was no sign of them being touched.
The murderous intent on his face had mostly dissipated.
Just as he was about to tell the woman to put on her clothes and get out, the ward door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.
Hearing the commotion, Pei Yun Shen rushed in without paying any attention, only to witness the scene he least wanted to see, leaving him completely stunned.
It was green, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Feng Jue, I never thought you were this kind of person. You actually forced yourself on her." Pei Yun Shen's first reaction was anger; he wished he could kill the two of them in bed.
But he quickly realized that Feng Jue, this chosen one, the man who had always been superior to him since childhood, had actually picked up his old shoe.
This even stirred a sense of pride and pleasure within him. He had finally surpassed Feng Jue in one thing, taking the lead over him.
Feng Jue said coldly, "I didn't. You're asking for death."
"No? Then how do you explain the slap mark on her face?"
"I never imagined you had such a shameful fetish. Are you even human?"
There was indeed a bright red handprint on Luo Anya's face, running diagonally from her eye to her mouth, covering almost half of her face.
She tried to take off Feng Jue's clothes, but ended up getting a solid slap that almost knocked her unconscious.
She didn't expect that even when Feng Jue was drunk, he wouldn't let anyone take off his clothes.
But it doesn't matter, she can manage on her own.
Upon hearing Pei Yun Shen mention the slap, Luo Anya felt both shy and indignant, covering her face and sobbing, "Brother A-Jue, won't you admit it?"
Last night you went crazy and tried to take off my clothes. I instinctively refused, and you slapped me so hard I almost passed out.
You're very strong; I couldn't resist at all. Then I just... passed out.
When I woke up, my body felt like it was torn apart. You didn't offer a single word of comfort, not even an apology, and instead… you told me I could never face anyone again, and that you wanted me to die.
Luo Anya choked back tears and slammed her head against the headboard, as if she wanted to kill herself.
Feng Jue remained indifferent, his face ashen, but Pei Yun Shen was heartbroken. He rushed forward and hugged the woman, then took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
Seeing Feng Jue about to leave, Pei Yun Shen reached out to stop him, his face almost black with rage. "Feng Jue, you have to take responsibility for An Ya."
If Feng Jue marries Luo Anya, he'll weave him a brightly colored green hat (a symbol of infidelity). Maybe he can even get Feng Jue to diligently raise his son—the thought alone is exhilarating.
Feng Jue swept his cold gaze over him, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The man had a strong presence, and the overwhelming pressure of a superior made Pei Yun Shen's aura unconsciously diminish.
Footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.
"A-Jue, what if I asked you to take responsibility for Anya?"
Seeing that it was Grandma Feng who had come, Feng Jue rubbed his temples and said, "Grandma, I drank too much last night."
“Even if you were drunk, even if she took advantage of you, the fact remains that you touched her. Anya has called me grandma since she was a child, and I can’t ignore her reputation.”
Feng Jue wanted to say that he absolutely did not touch this woman. Even if he was drunk and had blacked out about what happened last night, he still had a sense of whether he had done it or not.
But thinking that Su Xi was pregnant with Feng Jingnian's child and that their wedding was approaching, he became a little irritable. "Then let Grandma make the arrangements. If you want to get engaged, then get engaged; if you want to get married, then get married. As long as you won't regret it."
After saying that, he walked past Old Madam Feng and left directly.
Luo Anya's breathing quickened with excitement, and her face flushed red.
Grandma Feng felt ashamed and indignant. She said with pity, "Anya, don't worry, Grandma won't let you suffer."
Grandma asks you for a favor: please don't tell anyone about this. I promise I'll make sure A-Jue takes responsibility for you.
If this gets out, the value of Tianjue Group's shares will definitely drop. Ajue's reputation will also suffer.
Luo Anya nodded understandingly, "Grandma, don't worry. If Brother Ajue really doesn't agree, I don't want to force him."
But after this incident, I'm afraid no one will want me anymore, so I'll go to a temple, shave my head, and become a nun.
"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't worry, leave this to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to you or the Luo family."
Seeing Luo Anya bite her lip and nod, Old Madam Feng hurriedly left. She glanced at Pei Yun Shen before leaving.
Pei Yun Shen immediately straightened his back, looked straight ahead, and appeared righteous and awe-inspiring.
Grandma Feng left in a hurry, her mind in turmoil, and she didn't notice the shady dealings between the two.
Only after seeing Old Madam Feng being helped away by a maid and entering the elevator did Pei Yun Shen close the ward door, his face quite grim.
He walked over step by step and ripped the sheet off the woman's chest.
The woman had many ambiguous marks on her body. Most of them were left by him.
But the thought that a small portion of it was left by Feng Jue still made him feel jealous, followed by overwhelming anger.
"Luo Anya, did you do this on purpose? Did you take advantage of him while he was drunk, or did you drug him?"
You said you were on your period these past few days and wouldn't let me touch you. Then you made all sorts of excuses about not feeling well, but you used underhanded tactics to get into Feng Jue's bed. Can't you see a good man like me? You insist on chasing after someone who doesn't reciprocate your feelings. Aren't you shameless?"
This was the first time Pei Yunshen had treated Luo Anya with such a hostile attitude and language.
Luo Anya stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Pei Yunshen, what do you mean by this?"
It was clearly Feng Jue who forced himself on me while he was drunk. How could I, a weak female protagonist, resist? The slap mark on my face is the price I paid for resisting.
Besides, I know perfectly well that men don't cherish what they have once they get it, and you are the best example of that, aren't you?
So he and I planned to save it for our wedding night. If he gets a taste of pleasure like you did, he'll definitely forget about me quickly and start hurling insults at me, won't he?"
Meeting the woman's mocking and self-deprecating gaze, Pei Yun Shen felt a pang of guilt.
Luo Anya is right. He used to regard her as a goddess, inviolable and unattainable.
But ever since they slept together, he gradually, without realizing it, began to look down on her.
"Ya Ya, don't cry. It was my fault. I believe you didn't mean it, but I got angry not because I don't care about you, but because I care about you too much."
How could a man who deeply loves you stand idly by and watch you be intimate with another man and have children?
Luo Anya was still furious, looking even more wronged than Dou E. "Get out of here! I don't want to see you again!"
Pei Yun Shen sighed and said softly, "Ya Ya, this is Feng Jue's ward. Your ankle isn't fully healed yet. I'll take you back. Don't worry, I won't touch you."
He pushed Luo Anya back to the ward, bent down, picked up the woman, and placed her on the bed.
Touching the woman's softness, Pei Yun's deep breath darkened.
They also wanted to unclog the sewers.
Luo Anya pushed him away with a cold face. "After what happened, I'm the focus of everyone's attention now. You'd better keep a low profile these days. If Feng Jue finds out, he won't let me off the hook."
She wanted to say that Feng Jue would not let him off the hook, nor would he let the Pei family off the hook, but she knew Pei Yun Shen's temperament, and saying that would only provoke his temper and make him resentful.
As expected, Pei Yun Shen forcefully suppressed his desires. "You're right. I'm not afraid of anything when it comes to Feng Jue, even if it means breaking off our friendship. But you're different. I don't want to see you sad, so I'll be going now. Contact me by phone if you need anything."
"Mmm." Luo Anya nodded obediently, but the moment the door closed, her face suddenly turned cold.
Men are all the same; they don't cherish what they have.
In the past, Pei Yun Shen would blush for a long time if he accidentally touched her finger. Now, he not only hurls foul language at her, but also wants to have her whenever he wants. He's dreaming.
After she became Mrs. Feng and the proprietress of Tianjue, she was determined to bankrupt the Pei family. Without the Pei family as her backer, Pei Yun Shen was nothing but a paper tiger.
She wanted to raise him into her slave.
Until they ran out of ammunition and food.
Then throw them into the open sea to feed the sharks.
Luo Anya stroked her lower abdomen. Sleeping with Feng Jue wasn't the goal; she absolutely had to get pregnant.
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After breakfast, Feng Jingnian couldn't help but ask, "Xixi, have you thought it through? If marrying me is really troubling you, then you can come up with an idea. No matter what the method is, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you and do my best."
Su Xi pursed her lips and looked at him. "I agree."
"What?" Feng Jingnian, overwhelmed with excitement and a lack of confidence, knocked over the hot tea beside him. Hot water splashed onto his clothes and the back of his hands, but he was oblivious to it.
"I said I agree to marry you." Su Xi rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Go rinse it with cold water, be careful not to get blisters."
"Okay, okay." Feng Jingnian looked at Su Xi with his eyes almost sparkling like stars. He ran out quickly, but didn't notice the threshold and fell to the ground with a cry.
With her long legs crossed, her first reaction wasn't pain, but fear of making Su Xi angry.
Su Xi let out a long sigh, then went over to help the man up, coldly pulling him to wash his hands.
After charging for a full 20 minutes, Su Xi finally let go of him with a cold face, stuffed a tube of burn ointment into his hand, and said, "Apply it yourself."
She glanced at him and said sternly, "If you don't care about your own body, who will care about you? If you get any more of these kinds of accidental injuries in the future, I won't take care of you anymore."
"Okay, I promise I won't do it again." Feng Jingnian opened the lid of the ointment.
"To avoid any unforeseen problems, let's get our documents and go get our marriage certificate in a bit."
“…Huh?” The ointment in Feng Jingnian’s hand fell to the ground with a “thud.”
Remembering Su Xi's scolding earlier, he hurriedly went to pick it up, but his eyes lingered on the woman's face, afraid that she was joking.
Before he knew it, "whoosh," he stepped on the ointment, and the white ointment sprayed all over the ground.
Feng Jingnian froze on the spot, like a primary school student who had done something wrong, at a loss for what to do, and dared not look Su Xi in the eye.
The maid was very perceptive; she quickly handed over new ointment and deftly cleaned up the floor. Once she was done, she made a hasty retreat.
They moved so fast it was as if the little incident had never happened.
Su Xi glanced at Feng Jingnian, whose eyes darted around and whose face was full of guilt.
Finally, their eyes met in mid-air. For some reason, Su Xi found it a bit funny and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Feng Jingnian couldn't help but laugh and let out a long sigh of relief.
After applying the ointment and sealing it, I went to sort out my marriage certificate.
Forgetting this one minute, forgetting that one minute. Changing clothes again and again.
Feeling it was too rushed, Feng Jingnian also prepared a surprise marriage proposal.
The two didn't enter the Civil Affairs Bureau until it was almost time to leave work.
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