Chapter 12: Marriage "Yuntan, let's get married, okay?"...
In July 2012, Beijing was hit by a torrential rainstorm. The air was filled with the smell of dampness, the clouds pressed down heavily, and the strong wind made the windows rattle.
Yun Tan only felt that her whole body was wet. She stopped crying, but the tears seemed to be flowing into her body, almost drowning her and making it difficult for her to breathe.
She didn't know how much she drank.
That was her first time drinking alcohol, and also the first time she knew she could drink quite a bit.
That year, Yuntan was 18 years old.
She was eager to get drunk and kept asking the bartender for stronger drinks.
The bartender looked at the overly beautiful young woman in front of him and knew that it was unsafe for her to drink too much alone in the bar, so he reminded her to leave under the pretext of paying the bill.
Unexpectedly, the man next to her suddenly spoke up, teasing the bartender for not knowing how to do business, and then paid for Yun Tan's drinks and ordered a glass of Death Afternoon for her.
Made with absinthe and champagne, it is a very clear light green liquid that is very misleading, and it tastes of refreshing sweet and sour lemon and syrup when you drink it.
But it is a real strong liquor, a blackout wine.
At that time, Yun Tan didn't know that alcohol had a lasting effect, so he drank a lot in one breath. When the alcohol took over, he became completely confused.
The man next to her seemed to be asking her why she was crying, was it because of a broken heart?
Yun Tan touched his face and realized that he was crying again.
Isn't it said that when you get drunk you can completely forget your worries? Why is she still crying?
Yuntan suddenly burst into tears in despair.
The crying of the drunk beautiful woman in the bar quickly attracted everyone's attention. The man wanted to hug her in his arms to comfort her, but Yun Tan kept pushing him away.
Suddenly, a pair of hands came across and blocked the man.
A deep voice rang out: "Get lost."
Yun Tan looked up at the sound and saw a face with clear contours and stern eyebrows. He was wearing a black shirt with the hem tucked into his trousers and a tight belt, which outlined his slender waist and long legs. However, his shoulders and back were so broad, and his figure was extremely superior.
In the bar filled with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, he smelled very nice, clear and clean, which made Yun Tan feel that he himself was smelly.
When the harassing man saw the situation, he quickly left in anger.
Lu Wangshan lowered his eyes, looked at Yun Tan's face clearly, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
He knew Yuntan.
This little girl who made Lu Shiyue cry a few years ago.
But Lu Wangshan knew her not just because of that incident.
Yun Tan was beautiful, and he had often heard about her even when he was in high school. The boys' dormitory was always talking about girls, saying that the school belle in junior high school was pure and well-behaved, and many men couldn't catch up with her. She was always reading and had excellent grades.
Later, Xiang Yin often mentioned that she was Yuan Qinrong's stepdaughter, that she was well-behaved and well-spoken. Xiang Yin's biggest regret in this life was that he had not had a daughter.
Lu Wangshan looked at Yun Tan in front of him and always felt that he did not fit the adjectives in his memory.
"Do you still recognize me?" Lu Wangshan asked.
Yun Tan suddenly laughed, and when she laughed she turned into a fairy: "You are so beautiful, but is your pick-up artist so old-fashioned?"
“…”
Lu Wangshan also laughed: "Then if I say I'll take you home now, do you also think I have bad intentions?"
"Then you must have bad intentions. I don't want to go home." The drunk Yun Tan spoke very boldly.
Usually men would continue flirting with the previous sentence, but the man in front of me just asked: "Why, did you have a fight with your mother?"
Yun Tan paused, and then suddenly spoke in a tearful voice: "She is not my mother."
At the same time, tears began to fall, in big drops.
Lu Wangshan subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, but stopped because of a sense of propriety. Tears fell down his chin and landed right on his palm, burning hot.
He had never heard that Yun Tan and Yuan Qinrong had a bad relationship.
Instead, I heard Xiang Yin say that although the mother and daughter were not biological children, they got along very well.
He was helpless in dealing with the girl's tears, nor could he just leave Yun Tan there. She had attracted too many burning male gazes just now.
So Lu Wangshan leaned forward slightly and asked softly, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."
The little girl just cried and didn't say anything.
She seemed to be immersed in her own sad world again.
"Let me take you to the hotel first, okay?"
Lu Wangshan didn't know what to say to make it seem like he didn't have any bad intentions.
It seemed that anything he said would be too ambiguous in this situation, so he added, "Or you decide where to go."
The little girl shook her head and suddenly asked, "Can I come to your house?"
Lu Wangshan's heart skipped a beat.
But soon she thought it was a good idea, as it was not safe to let her stay in a hotel alone at night.
After Xiang moved to live near the school for work reasons, he and Lu Shiyue were the only ones at the Lu residence on weekdays. Recently, Lu Shiyue was on a graduation trip with his friends, and he was the only one at home.
It's safe enough and won't run into others and cause rumors.
It rained really hard that day, and some trees on the road were blown down by the wind.
Lu Wangshan and Yun Tan rushed home.
The underground garage of Lu's house was filled with flood prevention supplies because of the heavy rain, so Lu Wangshan simply parked his car at the door.
He opened the umbrella and walked around to the passenger seat to open the door for Yuntan.
The wind was so strong that the muscles in his arms, which were holding the umbrella, bulged.
The umbrella was too small for the two of them in the heavy rain, so Lu Wangshan put his arm around Yun Tan's shoulders and tilted the umbrella towards her with the other hand.
His right shoulder was soaked when he entered the house.
He casually brushed off the water droplets and was about to introduce the guest bedroom to Yuntan when he was suddenly pushed onto the entrance cabinet by the little girl.
She stood on tiptoe, tilted her head back, and kissed Lu Wangshan.
In the first 18 years of her life, Yun Tan practiced self-discipline and restored propriety. She studied hard, worked hard, treated others kindly, and was obedient and well-behaved. She worked hard to be the good daughter that Yun Qihui and Yuan Qinrong talked about.
But it all collapsed on this night.
She was sad and in pain. All the repression and constraints in her original family turned into reckless courage at this moment.
She almost wanted to destroy herself without any care, to destroy the originally pure Yun Tan.
She kissed Lu Wangshan's lips roughly, which were just the right thickness, like soft and smooth jelly.
Lu Wangshan pushed her, trying to stop her.
Yuntan burst into tears again and unbuckled his belt while crying.
He said: "Yuntan——"
If she still had a bit of clarity and rationality at that time, she would have wondered why the man in front of her knew her name, but she was really drunk and completely forgot that she had never told him his name at all.
Lu Wangshan had never encountered such a difficult situation.
I have lived for 22 years and never thought that one day I would be kissed forcibly.
But the culprit was still crying, making his face wet, as if he was the most asshole in the world and the culprit of her tears.
The heavy sound of rain outside the window is like a barrier cast from the sky. This environment is perfect for starting a dark and chaotic affair.
Lu Wangshan touched her slender and tight waist, her skin was cool and delicate, he felt her fullness and softness pressed against his chest, and saw the crimson corners and upturned corners of her eyes.
To be honest, she is no longer the girl who used to clench her fists silently in the office to cheer herself up.
Lu Wangshan seemed to fall into the swamp of her amber pupils, and he deeply realized that he was by no means a saint.
"Yun Tan." Lu Wangshan called out again, holding her face and making her look at him. "Do you know who I am? I am Lu Wangshan, Lu Shiyue's brother."
Even if she really wants to be ridiculous for once, she should know who she really is.
Unfortunately, Yun Tan didn't want to hear any of this. She and Lu Shiyue were just classmates in junior high school, but different classes in high school, so they had little interaction. Therefore, she didn't react to this name so quickly.
She pushed Lu Wangshan's hand away and kissed him stubbornly.
"I don't want to know who you are." She whispered in his ear, her tone soft and ambiguous.
The good girl who was labeled as "well-behaved", "obedient" and "good at studying" in Lu Wangshan's mind now turned into a charming, wet water ghost, and even began to flirt with him without any instruction.
Lu Wangshan uttered a hoarse "hmm" and asked in a low voice, "Then what do you want me to do?"
Yun Tan raised his chin and whispered two words into his ear.
Lu Wangshan immediately clenched his jaw and his Adam's apple rolled sharply.
She was eager to fill the empty black hole in her heart with indulgence and venting. Alcohol didn't work, so she put her hope in the man in front of her.
Later, when Yuntan grew up, he recalled how dangerous that day was.
Fortunately it was Lu Wangshan.
Fortunately it was Lu Wangshan.
The moment he entered, Yun Tan suddenly became certain that he would not be able to find anyone more compatible with him.
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Six years later, the Lu residence was still brightly lit.
——Do you want to do it?
Lu Wangshan was almost angry when he heard this overly frivolous proposal.
How could she be so light-hearted? It was just like how she felt about their relationship, picking it up lightly and putting it down lightly at any time.
Yun Tan got the answer from Lu Wangshan's long silence, so he looked away and stood up: "It's late, I'll go back first."
She walked to the entrance to change her shoes, and when she was about to leave, Lu Wangshan suddenly grabbed her wrist and slammed her into his arms.
The roles were reversed, and this time it was Lu Wangshan who kissed her hard.
The familiar smell and touch made Yun Tan's nose sore for a moment, and finally made her forget all the bad things. She raised her hands to hug Lu Wangshan's waist and pressed her upper body against him.
After so many years, Lu Wangshan still knows the secrets of her body like the back of his hand.
Yun Tan had not experienced sex for a long time and felt Lu Wangshan's viciousness, so he bit his lower lip even harder and refused to make a sound.
Unfortunately, she surrendered very quickly. This time, the tears she shed had nothing to do with her family. She sobbed, trembled, and begged.
To no avail.
She seemed to be completely shattered, and a lot of water was added to her, turning her into a pool of clay. Lu Wangshan became her god and could mold her into various shapes at will.
But, can God’s eyes also be that red?
…
It was already late when Lu Wangshan carried the washed Yun Tan to the bed.
Her face was still flushed, her eyebrows were still slightly furrowed, and her physiological tears continued to flow, flowing down the bridge of her nose and rolling onto the silk pillowcase, leaving a gray wet mark.
Lu Wangshan sat beside the bed, quietly looking at her profile illuminated by the moonlight.
When he heard her ask, "Do you want to do it?", Lu Wangshan really wanted to ask, "Yun Tan, what am I to you? Am I someone you can summon at will?"
But now I suddenly don’t want to ask anything.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Yun Tan's eyes. As his fingertips became wet, it seemed as if the stone in his heart was washed smoother.
Lu Wangshan thought to himself with self-mockery, having seen her tears, even if she regretted leaving him.
"Yuntan." He called in a low voice.
The woman was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes. She just shrank her neck, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and said a faint "hmm" at the end of her voice.
At the same time, her cheek rubbed gently against Lu Wangshan's palm, like a kitten asking for a caress.
Lu Wangshan felt itchy in his heart.
Suddenly, Yun Tan's dependence on himself, which he had been longing for all these years, emerged.
He just smiled with red eyes.
Forget it, why should he bother with such a jerk?
"Yuntan."
"What are you doing?" She was very sleepy and a little annoyed by the voice that disturbed her. She even retracted her head and stopped rubbing against him.
Lu Wangshan placed his palm against her again, caressing her gently, his voice too gentle.
"Yun Tan, let's get married, okay?"
What else is there to hate?
No matter how much he hated her, he just hated Yun Tan for not loving him enough.
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As the only daughter of a wealthy family, Xiang Wu has always had everything she wanted and was raised to be spoiled and willful.
But it doesn't matter, everyone will love, tolerate, flatter and look up to her anyway.
Except Zhong Xuzhi.
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The man held her ankle firmly, raised his eyes after a moment, and finally looked up at her and submitted to her as she wished, but it was at such a chaotic moment.
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