Checking up on me?
Shen Zhiyi glared at him.
"Stop being so narcissistic." She snorted twice. "I'm here to see a friend. What's it to you?"
"Let me go, I don't want to wear your clothes."
She squirmed, trying to get out of his coat.
But he held her tightly.
Enraged, Shen Zhiyi stomped on his foot.
The black, elegant leather shoes bear faint footprints from high heels.
Yan Jili seemed oblivious, focusing only on the distance in her words, and said coldly, "If you won't wear mine, whose do you want to wear?"
He glanced sideways at the men around him.
His gaze was icy and chilling, carrying a blatant sense of oppression and warning.
They were so frightened that they took a step back.
"Oh, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, I'll go now."
"Yeah, yeah, my dad said we have to toast so-and-so, haha, I have to go and offer them a drink..."
"Hey, I'm actually hungry, I'm going to get something to eat, you guys wait for me..."
The few timid ones scattered like birds and beasts.
Yan Jili turned his head and wrapped his arms around her waist in a possessive manner.
"Come home with me now."
"I don't want to!" Shen Zhiyi's watery eyes flashed with anger. "I've only just started playing."
Yan Jili's cold eyes were deep and unfathomable.
He stared intently at her.
His voice instantly turned deep, carrying an undeniable authority.
"Do you want to walk by yourself, or do you want me to carry you?"
Shen Zhiyi glared at him for a long time before finally stomping her foot in annoyance.
"Aibao, I'm leaving now."
After greeting Murong Ai, she turned around and stormed out of the venue.
Yan Jili picked up her bag, pursed his lips, and followed behind her.
Everyone around was stunned.
Especially Jiang Kehui, who was not far away, even opened her mouth wide.
This Shen Zhiyi... how dare she step on Yan Jili?!
And surprisingly, he wasn't angry...
He even carried her bag?!
She slowly clenched her fist, her long nails digging into her palm, causing a sharp pain.
Why didn't she receive this special treatment in either of her two lifetimes?
It was clearly her who was reborn.
She is the true female lead of this world, and should enjoy all the privileges, becoming the center of attention and the talk of the town...
Instead of Shen Zhiyi, who appeared halfway through!
Jiang Kehui thought of Yan Jili's strong possessiveness towards Shen Zhiyi just now, as well as his coldness and neglect towards her in her previous life.
A strong sense of resentment welled up in my heart.
She suddenly remembered something.
Turning to his friend, he asked, "I remember, wasn't the Shen family very close to the Lin family before?"
Her friend nodded.
"Speaking of which, people in the industry used to think that Shen Zhiyi and Lin Boxi, the heir of the Lin family, liked each other. Shen Zhiyi was spoiled and willful, and I heard that she almost couldn't hold back and confessed first."
"However, Lin Boxi went abroad later, and the matter was dropped."
Jiang Kehui's eyes flickered.
"I wonder if Lin Boxi would rush back to congratulate his former best friend if he knew about Shen Zhiyi's marriage..."
She slowly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
Yan Jili...
Since you're so clueless, you've ruined her life.
She's determined to make his life a complete mess in this lifetime!
Only then can I finally vent my anger!
*
Outside the venue.
As soon as Shen Zhiyi got into the car, she angrily took off her coat and threw it on the seat next to her.
Yan Jili followed and sat down.
The car door closed.
He raised the barrier, blocking any possible view that might fall on her.
Even their own.
With a cold expression, he picked up his coat from the side, unfolded it again, and covered her with it.
"Put them on."
I don't want to repeat myself a second time.
Snap!
Shen Zhiyi slapped him across the face!
She glared at him, her eyes shimmering with anger. "I said, I'll wear whatever I want!"
Yan Jili rubbed his cheek.
His eyelashes drooped, casting a dark shadow on his face, making him appear gloomy and cold.
He lowered his gaze to look at her.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and grasped both of her wrists.
He leaned over and covered her.
He pressed her down against the back of the chair.
His tall figure, enveloped in the calm scent of cedar and his burning body temperature, enveloped her in an instant.
Shen Zhiyi's back slammed into the leather seat, her wrists were pressed together and raised above her head.
His suit jacket slipped down.
Her graceful figure, clad in a fishtail skirt, was revealed underneath.
He leaned closer, his nose almost touching hers, his gaze fixed intently on her.
"At home, I can listen to you and wear whatever I want."
"But outside..."
His gaze swept downwards.
Seeing her fair neck and a large expanse of skin on her chest, exposed to the air.
The black and gold lines meandered down, following the extreme curves of her body, outlining her slender waist and perfect proportions that could arouse any desire.
A dark fire ignited in his otherwise quiet eyes.
He recalled the wonderful touch that had once been in his palm.
I also recalled her vulnerability and gentleness.
He didn't want anyone to covet her or to depict her with the same gaze he had.
Just imagining it was enough to scorch his reason with the burning jealousy...
“Outside…” he began angrily, “I won’t allow it.”
"Who cares if you're allowed to... um..."
He lowered his head and fiercely sealed those infuriating red lips with his own!
Thin lips pried open her lips and teeth, and a rough, hot tongue invaded without warning, enveloping the softness he had longed for.
His kiss was domineering and fierce.
It was like a punishment for her always saying things that angered him.
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