Chapter 303: Scolding Even Oneself

The moment Sheng Yu's voice fell, the rims of Zhu Yuan's eyes suddenly turned red, and the grievance in her gaze surged out like a tidal wave.

The hand he held trembled, trying to pull away.

"Yuanyuan!" Sheng Yu hugged her trembling, stiff body, gathering her in, yet he dared not hold her tightly for fear of hurting her belly.

So much so that his two arms were taut, with veins bulging out.

He was afraid that if she pulled her hand away, she would ignore him from then on.

"I'm sorry, Yuanyuan, I'm sorry." His chin rested on her shoulder, his reddened eyes moist and blurred.

When he woke up back then, Ning Huaiqing was lying beside him, covered by a quilt.

Although he could not recall what had happened the night before, the spots of blood on the bed and the nearly torn sheets made it easy to imagine how ruthless he had been that night and how much pain the woman beneath him had endured.

"I'm sorry, Yuanyuan, I didn't know it was you, I'm sorry."

Zhu Yuan's body was stiff to the point of pain; the nightmare of these three years had finally parted the clouds.

It was Sheng Yu.

It was actually him!

Sheng Yu wrapped his arms around her shoulders, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against hers, "Do you hate me?"

Zhu Yuan subconsciously went to bite her lip; seeing this, Sheng Yu kissed her lower lip, "Be good, don't bite; if you want to bite, bite me."

Zhu Yuan's tears fell uncontrollably, and she muttered, "In your dreams."

Sheng Yu kissed away her tears, "I just miss you so much. It was my fault three years ago, but don't leave me because of it."

His nervousness and lingering fear were all melting into his trembling kisses.

As soon as Zhu Yuan turned her head, he chased after her, continuing to press his forehead against hers, "Speak, Yuanyuan, I'm scared when you don't speak."

Facing his capitulation, the lake of Zhu Yuan's heart was stirred into a mess by him.

She opened her mouth to speak, but she did not expect Sheng Yu to lower his head and suck on her lips directly.

He ground against them gently, his tongue tip tenderly touching her pearly teeth.

He probed cautiously, lingering at her teeth; the moment Zhu Yuan parted her lips, his eyes lit up, his breathing quickened, and like a green lad, he impatiently yet exceptionally carefully explored into her mouth.

Two different salty, bitter tears spread from between their pressed lips.

In the blink of an eye, he dropped his facade, conquering and plundering, hooking her tongue tip with surging passion to kiss her deeply.

It had been too long.

In these few months, Sheng Yu felt as if he had lived an entire lifetime.

Without Zhu Yuan by his side, he was like an empty shell, without a soul.

Just a single kiss was enough to completely ignite the fire deep within his soul.

Sheng Yu's fingers were trembling with excitement.

The hand supporting her shoulder moved backward, gently cupping the back of her head, stroking and caressing, his slender fingers slowly sliding into her hair.

He cupped the back of her head to deepen the kiss.

It was too intense.

Worried about the wounds on his body, Zhu Yuan raised her hand to push his shoulder, but he mistook it for her trying to break away.

"Yuanyuan, I beg you..." Sheng Yu raised his other hand to grab her wrist and press it against his chest.

His bare upper body's pectoral muscles were firm and elastic; the moment Zhu Yuan's hand touched them, it felt as if she had been scalded by fire.

The instant she withdrew her hand, Sheng Yu deepened the kiss once more.

However, Sheng Yu had done his homework after learning she was pregnant; although he was reluctant to part from her, he worried that her inability to breathe would cause uterine contractions, so after a faint whimper escaped Zhu Yuan's mouth, Sheng Yu reluctantly released her lips, snapping a thin, transparent thread of saliva.

Watching her lips, tender and dripping, slightly swollen from the kiss, Sheng Yu could not help but lower his head again to kiss her lips firmly.

Zhu Yuan's eyes, which had been crying, were moist and red; the moment she raised her gaze, there was a seductive quality to it.

Sheng Yu stared at her intently, his Adam's apple rolling, unable to bear looking away.

His Yuanyuan.

"Yuanyuan, I am so happy!" Sheng Yu wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

After the recording of Sheng Hongyao and Ning Huaiqing was exposed, Sheng Yu had actually felt a moment of trepidation; he had traversed the business world for many years, strategizing and planning, yet he had stumbled only on this matter.

From Sheng Hongyao's words, it was clear that before sending Ning Huaiqing into his room, he had indeed had relations with another woman; it was not a hallucination caused by drugs, nor was it a false image fabricated after he lost consciousness during an episode.

Who exactly was that woman?

He didn't want to resolve one fake Ning Huaiqing only for another woman to appear out of thin air, or even trigger another illegitimate child scandal.

He was too afraid of losing Yuanyuan.

Yet he had no clues at all about the identity of the woman that night.

But last night, when Sheng Hongyao detonated the explosives hidden in the Sheng Group building, the intense shock caused fragments of that night to briefly appear in his mind.

A red agate bracelet!

He remembered the red agate bracelet.

At the very least, how could he forget the eighteen red agate beads he had strung himself!

Combined with his previous assumption that it was due to excessive longing for Zhu Yuan, and the faint memory that the crying that night sounded very much like Zhu Yuan, he already had an eighty percent guess in his heart.

This one hundred percent certainty at this moment was a joy that not even the greatest power in the world could trade for.

He was Yuanyuan's only one.

And she was his.

"How did you remember?" Zhu Yuan in his arms caught her breath and looked up at his eyes, which were as red as hers.

Sheng Yu kissed her forehead, omitting the heart-stopping events after the explosion last night, and only stated the result.

"No wonder you've reached a new level of 'tea' today; so your brain was shaken broken." Zhu Yuan had a headache whenever she thought of him acting weak to garner sympathy.

Sheng Yu loved hearing her speak in this tone, his gaze looking at her as if it could melt into water.

"Then what about you? Why did you suddenly think to ask me this?"

Ever since they became entangled, she had never mentioned that matter, nor had she ever shown any unusual emotions; asking only now, she must have just realized that she also did not know who that man was on that night three years ago.

Zhu Yuan was gathered entirely into his embrace, and she pursed her lips and said, "I heard the recording of Sheng Hongyao and Ning Huaiqing, and I also learned that my brother helped Sheng Hongyao. My brother is not the kind of person who would do things for others for money. Actually, after he was released from prison, I could vaguely sense his feelings for me. Him doing things for Sheng Hongyao, I guessed it might have something to do with me. After I escaped from your room that night, it was my brother who took me to the hospital. Combining the conditions above, I deduced that the man who forced himself on me that night might have been you."

Sheng Yu stroked the top of Zhu Yuan's hair.

His Yuanyuan was truly very smart, and also very reassuring to him.

"It hurt a lot, didn't it?"

Sheng Yu took her hand and rubbed it in his palms, his heart aching for her.

Zhu Yuan choked up, "I had stitches. Your technique the first time was no good, and you lost your reason during your episode..."

Sheng Yu suppressed the urge to explain that middle part, his chest filled with pity for her, feeling both self-reproach and hatred, "I am not a human!"

Zhu Yuan looked at him, her eyes calm and without a ripple.