Su Yaoyao was a little nervous. Her hand, which was pressing against the man's chest, unconsciously tightened its grip. "I...I really didn't recognize this as your car..."
Her grip was a bit too strong, and Yu Chiyan could feel a slight pain in his chest, causing his breathing to become heavier.
"Heh, where's Nan Jiangmu? You were having dinner with him, and you still dare to lie to me? Hmm?"
"Su Yaoyao, you've started lying now? You're quite bold!"
Su Yaoyao felt a little guilty under his gaze. So it turned out this man had seen her and Nan Jiangmu!
She swallowed hard. "Well... we just happened to run into each other and had a meal together."
Yu Chiyan lowered his head and nibbled at her neck, feeling the woman's body tremble slightly. He tightened his grip on her slender waist, and his hoarse voice seemed to be tinged with flames.
"Su Yaoyao, I'll make you understand the price of lying..."
Su Yaoyao's body felt weak as the man's large hand slid from her lower back to her thigh and gradually moved upwards.
Su Yaoyao's body tensed abruptly; "Yu Chiyan, this is in the car, you give me... Waaah..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yu Chiyan forcefully sealed her lips with his, and his hands continued their actions. Su Yaoyao's eyes reddened and her whole body trembled slightly as he forced her to speak.
Su Yaoyao felt both angry and ashamed. Yu Chiyan was a pervert!
I really shouldn't mess with this man anymore!
Upon arriving at the old house, Su Yaoyao was carried out of the car by Yu Chiyan. Her face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled with alluring charm.
Jiang Chen watched Yu Chiyan's retreating figure and cursed his master inwardly for being worthless.
He rushed to save his wife, sustaining injuries, but she didn't offer a word of concern. Instead, she wanted a divorce. Now, his master is acting so worthless, sitting in the car like a resentful woman for over two hours, and even starting to flirt with her while still in the car!
Jiang Chen originally thought that, given his master's ruthlessness, he would grab Su Yaoyao by the neck and make her swear never to eat alone with other men again. But he didn't expect things to develop in this way.
When Madam Yu saw that Su Yaoyao was being carried in, she thought something had happened to Su Yaoyao, and her expression changed slightly.
"Oh dear, Chi Yan, what's wrong with Yao Yao?"
Yu Chiyan didn't stop walking. He walked around the body of the old lady Yu who was rushing towards him and said in a cold tone.
"She's sleepy and wants to go to sleep."
Looking at the man's indifferent back, Old Madam Yu was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the alarm clock on the wall.
Feeling sleepy before nine o'clock?
Su Yaoyao had already lost all face today, so she didn't want to look up and simply nestled in Yu Chiyan's chest, pretending to be dead.
The man kicked open the bedroom door and threw her onto the bed. Su Yaoyao bounced a couple of times, got up, and glared at the man.
"abnormal!"
Yu Chiyan pinned her to the bed, his tone dangerous: "If you dare to be alone with Nan Jiangmu again, I have even more perverted things waiting for you."
Su Yaoyao glared with red eyes; "What right do you have to tell me what to do? It was wrong of me to lie, but it was a coincidence that I ate with Nan Jiangmu. What about you? You and Su Qingqing were all lovey-dovey, and your relationship behind the scenes was unclear. What did I say? Did I humiliate you like that?"
Yu Chiyan's eyes were dangerous yet fiery; "I don't mind you humiliating me like this, as long as you have the ability."
Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao was so angry she felt like vomiting blood. She glared fiercely at Yu Chiyan.
"I'll be a man in my next life, and I'll kill you!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Chiyan's eyes, and his hoarse voice flickered with joy: "You'd be willing to follow me in your next life too?"
Su Yaoyao stopped struggling and looked at Yu Chiyan as if she were looking at some kind of monster.
Why is he so happy even though he was scolded?
"Let me go!" she couldn't help but shout.
Yu Chiyan rubbed his lips against her cheek, his hot breath hitting behind her ear, his hoarse voice revealing a hint of softness.
"I won't let go, not in this life or the next."
These soft whispers are the sweet nothings a man would utter even if his ears turned red.
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