Meng Jiuyi's mind went blank for a moment, then she said confidently, "We just agreed to have a relationship on Earth a couple of days ago, and you've already broken your promise after only a few days."
Tan Yuchen said, "They were bullying you back then, and I couldn't just stand by and watch."
"I...I can handle this myself, which is better than you making such a big fuss."
"President Meng is smart."
Tan Yuchen smoothed her hair. "My reputation is already bad, so it doesn't matter if it gets any worse. You were wearing a mask just now, so people will only think I'm fickle and won't pay attention to you."
After he finished speaking, he took her to remove her mask and wash her face.
That seems to make some sense.
Meng Jiuyi let him wipe her face, "What if your family finds out..."
Tan Yuchen said casually, "If President Meng really is unwilling, I'll have someone disguise themselves and go back to see him. It's all just acting, after all."
Meng Jiuyi remained silent.
The idea was good, but I just didn't want to talk.
Her chin was suddenly lifted, and he leaned closer to look at her, as if trying to probe her heart.
"Is President Meng unhappy because he feels that an unrelated person has taken the place of your rightful wife?"
Meng Jiuyi panicked instinctively: "I...I didn't! I didn't!"
He poked her cheek. "Then why did your face suddenly look so pale?"
"We can't talk about this anymore," she changed the subject, "How did you end up here?"
"Just browsing around because I'm bored."
"Then how did you recognize me?"
I don't know what you look like.
Tan Yuchen brushed aside her disheveled hair, looked down at her, and asked, "Isn't there anything else you want to say to me?"
"What?"
"Haven't you missed me at all these past few days?"
The fingers that stroked her chin were so hot, just like his eyes. She said she was busy with important matters and had no time to meet for the time being, and Tan Yuchen agreed.
Meng Jiuyi almost melted into hot cream in his scalding breath.
"I...I want to..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was kissed forcefully, her torn uniform crumpled in his hands. Their lips met passionately, his tongue plunging into her mouth, greedily drawing out her juices. From the bathroom to the dining table in the living room, Meng Jiuyi was almost bent over by him, breathless, and instinctively tried to back away.
He pressed her back onto the sofa, holding her head firmly with one hand while using the other to unbutton her simple uniform. Soon, hot tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her thick hair.
Half of it was from his kisses, and the other half was from the continuous heat that flowed outwards along the skin near her heart, making his palms exceptionally hot as well.
Because it was quiet, even the faintest sound of water could not be concealed.
Her tongue was still in his mouth, and soft moans escaped as their lips and tongues intertwined. Tan Yuchen felt a surge of heat throughout his body, and his desire was impossible to suppress at this moment.
"Tan... Tan Yuchen." She struggled to sit up, her face burning hot.
"exist."
Their lips and tongues parted, and apart from his somewhat hoarse voice, his expression became even more unpredictable.
Meng Jiuyi was tormented by him, and tears kept flowing.
The curtains swayed gently, and the bright sunlight outside revealed their mutual honesty and the desire in his eyes that could devour her.
She blushed and turned her face away, but he turned her back, his condescending expression somewhat wicked.
"Let's use a different term of address. The one you were asked to use on the cruise last time."
Meng Jiuyi knew what he was talking about, but it would be a miracle if he listened.
Tan Yuchen didn't pressure her, but his movements didn't stop. A gust of wind rose higher and higher, making the curtains flutter like duckweed. He lowered his breath to her ear, the last syllable like a hook being pulled.
Meng Jiuyi was trembling all over, in waves, crying and trying to beg him.
"Call me." He showed no mercy.
Meng Jiuyi was completely disarmed, his voice barely audible.
"Brother... Brother Yuchen..."
Tan Yuchen felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone. He grabbed her face, forcing her to tilt her head back and accept his kiss.
The expected relief didn't come. His breath ached at that moment. He grabbed her waist and flipped her over. Her toes were taut, and her knees were forced against the soft sofa.
She was already in tears, and the empty room was filled only with her broken sobs and pleas for mercy.
His breath, hot and scalding, seemed to melt him into his body, emanating from behind his ears.
"Why don't you want to come home with me? Don't you want to wake up every day and see Tan Ni? You two are so close, wouldn't it be better for sisters to live together?"
The trap he dug for her was so exquisite that even Meng Jiuyi, who was already indulging in debauchery, was stirred by it.
"No...."
Her refusal was much less forceful than before.
Tan Yuchen changed positions, letting him lie in her arms. She felt as if she were drifting in a small boat, about to be capsized, and he gently coaxed her in her ear.
"It's no different from now. You can still do whatever you want, but you can rightfully have me..."
Meng Jiuyi was about to melt into his body. In this moment of her weakest will, she almost nodded, letting herself put all her worries aside. Tan Yuchen took in all her expressions, and his actions and kisses became fierce at this moment.
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It was already evening when they left the hotel. Meng Jiuyi was carried into the car and taken directly to the underground parking garage through a special passage, avoiding the few reporters still waiting outside.
I thought I was going home, but as the buildings receded into the distance, the airport, a landmark of Kyushu, came into view.
Where to?
Tan Yuchen spoke casually, a kiss landing on her ear, "Come with me to see a play."
Upon arrival at the airport, instead of going through security and boarding, VIP cars took them to the tarmac, where a private jet was already waiting.
Meng Jiuyi boarded the plane with a smiling flight attendant. The similar model could accommodate hundreds of passengers, but the interior had been converted into a luxurious sky villa.
For some reason, her first thought was of a passage that Zhu Lijian's mother had recalled a long time ago.
"Your mother and father once traveled to the United States on a private jet. He was having a video conference, and all the flight attendants on the plane were there to serve me. After we got off, there was a huge crowd of people waiting to pick us up..."
Tan Yuchen noticed her distraction and let her choose one of the masks he had brought.
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good evening.
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