Fu Junheng licked his thin lips with his tongue, as if savoring her fragrance. His pupils, gleaming with a dim light, and his extremely ambiguous gaze were blatantly seducing her.
Mu Chenshuang's heart was pounding, and for a moment her mind went blank. She didn't even know why she had come to see him today.
Fu Junheng slowly stood up.
Mu Chenshuang panicked and instinctively took a step back, but as soon as her heels took a step back, her waist was already wrapped around the man's arms, and she was completely encircled in his embrace.
"you……"
Fu Junheng lowered his eyes to look at her, his carefree gaze vanishing, and asked seriously, "I want to ask you, do you like Shen Nanzhi?"
His intense and sharp gaze made Mu Chenshuang's heart tighten suddenly. She felt inexplicably guilty and didn't even dare to meet his eyes. She turned her gaze away and said expressionlessly, "It has nothing to do with you."
Fu Junheng's face darkened; this was the answer he had expected.
"Regardless of whether it's related to me or not, he can't touch you." He asserted his domineering claim, while at the same time, his fingers lightly traced the red mark on her neck, as if reminding her of something.
Mu Chenshuang felt a tingling sensation all over her body. She placed her palms on his chest and pushed him away with force. She quickly turned her back to him and tried her best to calm her disturbed heart.
"My affairs are none of your business."
Fu Junheng looked at her with his deep eyes. He didn't say anything more, but called out in a cold voice, "Someone come here."
The steward came in.
"What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Go to the hot spring pavilion and bring me the hairpin that's on the table."
"yes."
After receiving the order, the steward turned and left.
Hearing his frank attitude, Mu Chenshuang subconsciously clenched her fists, lowered her eyes, and a cold glint appeared in them.
The steward returned quickly and reported, "Your Highness, I did not see any hairpin."
The words were spoken.
Fu Junheng's brows furrowed, and he asked in an icy voice, "Who went in?"
The steward turned pale and knelt down on the ground trembling, kowtowing and saying, "It was my negligence that allowed Princess Anxue to be insulted."
Mu Chenshuang observed the changes in Fu Junheng's expression and saw that anger instantly welled up in his eyes.
"You and the gatekeeper will go down and receive your punishment!"
"yes."
The manager hurriedly got up, stepped back, and left.
Fu Junheng glanced at Mu Chenshuang and said in an emotionless tone, "Since you care so much, I will get it back for you."
Mu Chenshuang looked up at him and asked, "So you took the hairpin from that person?"
Fu Junheng's expression was flat, and his deep, dark eyes revealed no emotion whatsoever. It was unclear whether he was deliberately concealing it or simply didn't want to admit it.
"Since I have promised you, I will naturally keep my word."
"I'm asking you if you are or not?" Mu Chenshuang pressed, her tone stern, her emotions even becoming somewhat out of control.
Fu Junheng's hands, which were standing behind his back, tightened slightly, and the darkness in his eyes remained unfathomable.
All that could be heard was his deep voice replying, "Who else could it be but him?"
The moment the words were spoken.
The surrounding atmosphere instantly became subdued, and an indescribable, subtle fermentation was taking place.
Mu Chenshuang suddenly chuckled, "Is that so!"
As he spoke.
Mu Chenshuang walked up to Fu Junheng, looked up at him, and slowly raised her hand, placing it on Fu Junheng's waist.
A moment.
The man's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and every nerve in his body tensed up.
"You know I'm carrying his child, so you really don't mind me having sex with him at all?" Mu Chenshuang's gaze became alluring and seductive, her flirtatious eyes captivating anyone who looked at her.
Fu Junheng made no attempt to be reserved, picking up the woman and placing her on the bed inside the room. Mu Chenshuang did not struggle at all, but her heart was not disturbed at all; it was calm and undisturbed. She lay beneath the man, staring directly at him.
The man placed a large hand on the back of the woman's head, his fingers threading through her hair, his deep eyes fixed on her. "What has happened cannot be changed. All I want is you."
Mu Chenshuang looked at him, and took the initiative to wrap her arms around Fu Junheng's neck. Her beautiful eyes were filled with a gentle light, and her gaze was hazy, but deep in that hazy light was extreme indifference.
"He said the same thing to you: as long as I'm carrying his child, he won't allow me to have any contact with other men. If you want me, then bring him to me and I'll break things off with him. Otherwise, how can you possibly want me?"
Fu Junheng stared at her, his pupils slightly constricted.
Their eyes met, and despite her alluring gaze and suggestive posture, the atmosphere around them was unusually cold.
Suddenly.
The man withdrew one hand and placed it directly on the woman's chest without any hesitation, clearly feeling the soft, erect texture of her chest in his palm.
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