He Wangnian's kick landed squarely on the male model's chest.
The male model coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Despite the large movements, He Wangnian maintained a dignified and expressionless demeanor.
"You're flirting with my fiancée right in front of me?"
"The one who isn't loved is the mistress. Aren't you just a fiancé in name only? Right, sister?"
The male model stared at Fu Yu with wet eyes, giving off a brothel-like look that seemed to say, "Darling, look how bad he is. You have to stand up for me."
Fu Yu quickly took He Wangnian's arm.
"Don't try to sow discord. I love my fiancé the most. I'm just playing around with you."
Sensing He Wangnian's cold gaze, Fu Yu changed her words again, saying, "It's just an act."
He Wangnian withdrew his gaze. "Take him away."
After he finished speaking, the He family bodyguards who had been guarding outside immediately grabbed the male model on both sides and carried him out.
The rotating light bulb in the private room shone its dazzling light onto He Wangnian's face.
It's practically a multicolored black.
"Ayu, is this all you've got for playing along?"
Following He Wangnian's cold gaze, Fu Yu looked at the pile of various toys on the coffee table.
These things completely exceeded He Wangnian's basic understanding of rules and regulations and his refined manners and upbringing in high society.
"After being abroad for several years, you've learned more and more new tricks."
Fu Yu swallowed awkwardly. "I... I can explain."
He Wangnian picked up the black shirt that had fallen on the sofa, tossed it aside casually, and sat down on the sofa with an air of nonchalance.
He waited to see what shocking lie Fu Yu would use to deceive him next.
Fu Yu sat in He Wangnian's lap, trying to squeeze out a few tears.
"There is only one man in my heart, and with you, such an incredibly handsome man, how could I possibly care about those other women?"
As she spoke, Fu Yu's fingertips lingered on his tightly buttoned collar, sliding down his V-line through the black shirt.
"Don't you think their faces and figures are familiar? I see them, but all I can think about is you."
"They are your substitutes, only you are the real one."
He Wangnian's eyes held a complex expression.
Fu Yu wasn't sure if he believed her, so she brazenly slipped her fingertips into the gap created by the folds in the front of the shirt.
It's so hard.
When the manicure scratched her abs, He Wangnian frowned and pressed down on her hand.
"If it were any other man, he would believe your nonsense."
He Wangnian held down her restless wrists and twisted them behind her back.
"Who said they wouldn't give up a whole forest for the sake of one tree?"
"Who said they wanted to give every man in the world a home?"
"Who said you weren't promiscuous? You're just too big-hearted; you can hold too many men."
"Who said you only have a three-minute attention span and can't love only one man for a lifetime?"
"Who said that because I watched you grow up, I'm like an elder to you, and that touching me makes you feel..."
He Wangnian's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.
Finally, with an unreadable expression, he said, "Boring."
Destroy everything, destroy it all.
It was a hellish start.
Fu Yu called the system to retrieve He Wangnian's favorability rating.
In his eyes, Fu Yu was a fickle, promiscuous, and womanizing woman.
My liking for her can't be so low as to be negative, right?
"Host, He Wangnian's current favorability rating is 0."
Well, she had already anticipated that.
"Huh?"
The system stared wide-eyed and discovered that the value bar was gradually distorting, with the value repeatedly jumping between 0 and 0.
Almost instantly, the previously blank value bar froze.
At the same time, Fu Yu felt a sharp pain in her wrist.
He Wangnian continued to stare at her, but a layer of sinister mist filled his eyes, like vines slowly wrapping around her.
"Ayu, why are you sitting in his lap?"
Have you fallen in love with him?
"Do you want to sleep with him? Your first time can only be with me."
After saying that, the man pressed Fu Yu down on the leather sofa, pressed his nose against her neck, and gently inhaled the fragrance that he hadn't been able to smell for many years.
"Ayu, don't marry him, stay with me."
What the heck?
Isn't he He Wangnian?
The system instantly searched He Wangnian's database and answered her question.
"He Wangnian suffers from a personality disorder and has a dual personality. The one currently occupying his body is the second personality, He Ye."
"He Ye's current favorability rating is, Host..."
Before the system could finish speaking, He Ye saw the toys on the coffee table, and a hint of excitement appeared on his eyebrows.
“Ayu likes this, right? I can give you anything you want.”
He deftly took off his shirt, revealing a confident smile.
How could He Wangnian, that old-fashioned man who is pure of heart and desires, be Ayu's type?
He picked up the collar, fastened it around his neck, and wrapped the pink rope attached to the collar around Fu Yu's wrist.
Fu Yu swallowed hard.
"He Ye, wait a moment."
She raised her hand to try and calm He Ye down, but as soon as she lifted her wrist, she grabbed He Ye's collar.
Ask him to come closer.
Press down with your abdominal muscles.
It feels so good!
Fu Yu was a little distracted, but she immediately shook her head to shake off the unhealthy thoughts in her mind.
"He Ye, let's talk first."
"Okay, let's talk like this... or..."
He Ye looked meaningfully at the cool beads closest to Fu Yu.
"You want me to wear that... I can wear it too..."
Just as He Ye was about to continue his lewd remarks, Fu Yu caught him off guard and struck He Ye on the neck with a swift, sweeping motion.
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