Mrs. Wu hastily ran down the stairs and saw Lu Wanru, in perfect condition, standing in the living room. She then patted her chest twice in relief.
“What happened to Mister? His expression was too frightening!”
“He’s upset that I mistreated his lover.” Lu Wanru derisively smiled, “He says that the one he owes a debt of gratitude towards is the Lu family but not me. What is he implying? Does he want to say that for the sake of repaying that debt, it’s all the same whether he marries me or my younger sister?”
“Impossible.” Mrs. Wu shook her head and comforted her, “Old Madam will never agree to this.”
”Mrs. Wu, the statuses of the Ling and Lu are no longer what they were.” Lu Wanru had more to say but bit her tongue. She then turned around, sat on the sofa, and leaned back. With an air of melancholy around her, Lu Wanru continued, “Honestly, which couple doesn’t want to live a life of simple harmony?”
Mrs. Wu glanced at her Mistress, who had once been cherished like a princess, and silently brushed a teardrop hanging from the corner of her eye.
Compared with the calmness of the scene downstairs, the scene upstairs was completely different.
The pitch-black room was now brightly lit.
Sitting on the edge of the bed with one hand grasping the quilt and the other hand clenching her translucent night robe, Xia Mo raised her head and eyed the man in front of her.
Is this man the one?
“How much money did she give you?”
The man’s tone was cold as ice. Xia Mo reflexively shuddered. She couldn’t help but think of the first night when that voice told her, “Baby, be good.”
“Are you mute?” The man’s tone grew frostier.
At this point, Xia Mo really wished that she was a mute.
She suddenly realized what a joyful experience it had been to be able to face him in the darkness.
“Do you not hear me speaking to you?!” The man who had long lost his patience strode forward and wrenched the unmoving woman from the bed.
Without warning, she was dragged to the ground. The thin quilt dropped to her feet and the tie on her waist that held her night robe together was now undone.
Ling Yichen’s eyes flashed with surprise.
He had already touched and tasted the woman before him, so he knew just how fine and smooth her skin was and how well-defined her body was despite it being petite.
However, this was his first time looking at her under the light. Besides, Xia Mo at this moment appeared somewhat tantalizing.
Behind her fluttering long, curled eyelashes were apricot-like eyes that shone like stars. Her cherry lips quivered as she pitifully looked at him.
The suppressed desire in his heart was untethering.
In spite of that, he just remembered that this seemingly pure girl’s purpose for being here was to sell herself. Anger boiled within him.
If not for girls like her, he wouldn’t need to be trapped in this predicament.
When had he, Ling Yichen, ever sunken this low?! Against his conscience, he had to resort to borrowing the seed of another woman!
“I’ll double your pay! You… Leave this instant! Lowering his head to glare at the fragile girl, he chokingly switched from “get out of my sight” to “leave”.
Xia Mo inwardly cheered with delight, but her words conveyed a different feeling. “I have already promised Madam.”
“You!” Fumbling for words, anger welled up inside him again. “The hell is wrong with you?! You got knocked in the head or what?!”
Xia Mo nervously bit down on her lips. She, of course, wanted to agree to his offer, but she knew that it was impossible. How could someone who effortlessly gave her a million let her go this easily?
There was also that Cho. Mo Na was still in her hands.
“I’m only doing what I’m supposed to do. Taking what I’m supposed to take.” Xia Mo pondered for a day over what Mrs. Wu had told her. She should be grateful. The deal was a fair one.
“Oh really?” Ling Yichen lifted up her narrow chin and disdainfully asked, “You want to do it? What is it that you want to do? Climb in bed with me? Birth me a child? Then sell that child away for money? And use that money to enjoy it yourself?”
His words were cutting like a whip that repeatedly flayed her. Her body trembled. It was covered in cuts and bruises.
Xia Mo stubbornly pursed her lips and remained silent.
“You are so cheap!” With his thumb delicately rubbing the woman’s chin, he watched her eyes redden and brim with crystal tears, pooling on her lower lashlines without spilling over.
“Actually, has anybody ever told you that you possess a pretty face? Since you want it so bad, I shall grant you your wish!”
After the man had spoken, he immediately pushed her down on the bed.
Xia Mo gingerly shut her eyes.
Ling Yichen gazed at a teardrop trailing from the corner of her eye and disappearing behind her soft, silky threads of hair.
He then gently removed her night robe.
Xia Mo suddenly felt herself transforming into a lonely boat that floated on the calm seas. She lightly swayed back and forth in the waters. Every cell in her body cried for comfort and pleasure.
She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around the person before her. She wanted to follow him all the way up to the peak and plunge into the valley. Uninhibited, she sighed, moaned, and cheered.
Inquisitive, Ling Yichen looked at the excited woman beneath him. He wondered, “She was like a piece of plank yesterday, so why is she so passionate today? What’s up with her? She took the medicine again?”
However, her cooperation made him experience an amazing sensation and chemistry which he had never felt before. Whether he took it in leisurely or wildly, it was indulging nonetheless.
Perhaps the one who consumed the medicine wasn’t her but him?
After the tempest had calmed, he gazed at the girl nestled in the crook of his arm, just like a curled-up kitten.
He was like a lion who had become full after a satisfying meal. Tonight’s ordeal was enthralling, warm, and surreal.
As if he wanted to prove that this wasn’t just a dream, Ling Yichen lifted the quilt from her body, rolled over, and pressed onto her body.
Like a kitten yet again, the woman moaned “umph” twice.
He gently pulled her legs apart. Still half asleep and without opening her eyes, the woman began to get excited. She continuously squirmed around and rubbed her body against his as if she wanted more.
She behaved as if she had seen something that she liked but couldn’t reach for it. As a result, she felt aggrieved. It seemed as if she needed to be pampered and implored for it. She was just like his elder sister’s Lele. They were very similar.
Lin Yichen lowered his head and kissed her on her pink cherry lips.
The sweet, delectable taste stunned him. He suddenly looked up and peered at the woman’s flushed cheeks. He then hesitated, kissed her there, and turned to hover above her lips again.
He had hesitated once more before he finally kissed her lips.
Lin Yichen had never directly kissed those type of women before.
Yet, she was different. He knew that Lu Wanru would undoubtedly find a clean and innocent girl for him. Not to mention, the price of this woman was not low either. She was worth a million!
A thought then flashed across his mind. You get what you pay for. Although this woman was a bit expensive, her value was worth the price bargained for.