Chapter 81: The man said coldly: Can't let her lose

The moment the door lock turned, the man shoved the door open, one hand gripping the woman's waist, the other hand locking onto the back of her neck as he lowered his head to suck and kiss her lips.

The room door was kicked shut.

The dark living room had only the faint light shining in from the distant lights outside the window.

Zhu Yuan's lips and tongue were hurt by his fierce force, and her hands, clenched into fists, pushed and blocked against the man's hard chest.

Yet this only provoked the man into an even more ruthless deep kiss.

She trembled all over from the pain, and only then did Sheng Yu slightly restrain his force.

The scorching breath enveloped her, so hot that she dared not open her eyes, only hearing the man panting heavily, "What did Pei Ling want with you?"

Zhu Yuan's mind was a chaotic mess, but she was chilled to the bone by this sentence; as expected, he was angry because of Ning Chu.

She simply pushed all the responsibility away, "It was Pei Ling who scolded Ning Chu; I didn't scold her."

"What is your relationship with him that he would stand up for you?" The man's thumb, covered in a thin layer of calluses, rubbed against her red lips.

The force was not great, yet it made Zhu Yuan tremble all over.

She fearfully raised her hand to grab Sheng Yu's hand, but was countered by him, pinned against the wall.

The man's fingers forcefully interlaced with hers, their ten fingers locked together, holding her tightly.

His other hand lifted her chin, "Why have you stopped talking?"

"What does Young Master Yu want me to say?" In the darkness, Zhu Yuan's pair of bright eyes were clear and distinct.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the inexplicable feeling of grievance in her heart, and said calmly, "You can stand up for Ning Chu because she bullied me, so why can't someone else stand up for me?"

Sheng Yu sneered, "Another man standing up for you?"

The coffee table was knocked aside, Zhu Yuan's body was forced into the sofa, the man leaned over, pinched her jaw and lowered his head to kiss her, saying gloomily and cruelly, "It seems you still can't remember whose person you are."

"No—" Zhu Yuan retreated in terror.

The Electric Baton from last time had been left by him in the car, she didn't know where it had gone, and now she had nothing to defend herself with.

But the sofa was too small, and she didn't notice she had already retreated to the armrest, her body uncontrollably leaning backward.

The man took the opportunity to pinch her arched waist and press her back under him, gripping her chin to once again seize her lips and tongue.

The sound of the woman's crying gradually came from beneath him.

Sheng Yu stroked her smooth, slender neck, his wet, hot kisses falling by her ear, "Thinking that pretending to cry and making me lose interest would let you go."

In the darkness, his deep, gloomy black eyes stared at the woman's clear eyes filled with tears, with not a shred of pity in them, only intense, scorching lust.

He chuckled, leaned down and kissed her cheek, "It's a pity that like this, I want to ravish you even more."

Before Zhu Yuan could react, the pain made her let out a high-pitched cry, but then the man's kiss fell, swallowing all her pain.

The small sofa was truly narrow, creaking as if it were about to fall apart.

Sheng Yu held her in his arms, stood up, and went to the bedroom.

Zhu Yuan's face was buried in the man's neck, her whole body weak from the pain.

Outside the window, the wind howled, constantly slapping against the glass, shaking it violently as if it were about to be shattered.

Zhu Yuan was drenched in sweat, held tightly by the man's powerful hands; realizing what he was about to do, she kicked her legs in terror, "No, Sheng Yu, I beg you, no!"

She didn't want to take Medicine; she had heard that taking too much of that kind of Medicine was bad for the body.

"I beg you, please..."

However, the man had no intention of letting her go at all; one hand pressed tightly against her shoulder from her back, his hoarse voice unable to suppress the anger, "What I give you, you must take!"

The howling wind seemed to have stilled.

"Don't see that man surnamed Pei again in the future." Sheng Yu stroked the sweaty face of the woman in his arms, but felt only coldness.

The small night light on the bedside table turned on.

He turned Zhu Yuan's face over; her red lips had been bitten broken by herself, the sweat and tears on her face mixed together, her eyes red and swollen. After the light turned on, she closed her eyes.

When she wanted to turn away again, Sheng Yu gripped her thin shoulders and pulled her tightly into his arms, "Feeling very aggrieved?"

Zhu Yuan didn't speak; she blinked, tears streaming down her face, sliding down along her jaw and into the hollow of her chest, which was covered in the man's fingerprints and red marks.

Just as Sheng Yu's kiss was about to fall, she pushed him away in a panic, ran to the side of the bed, grabbed a coat to throw over herself, and rushed to the nightstand to pull open the drawer.

She had only taken one of the after-sex Medicine she bought last time, and there was still plenty left.

But just as she took the Medicine out, the man was already standing behind her, snatched the thing from her hand, and threw it away without hesitation.

Zhu Yuan scrambled over in a panic to retrieve it.

Sheng Yu grabbed her arm and dragged her into his arms, pinching her chin, "Since you have to take it anyway, how could once be enough."

"You bastard! Ugh!"

Her chin was gripped by the man, and she opened her mouth in pain, allowing him to take advantage of the opening.

Not until she was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep did the man finish, picking up the phone that had fallen to the floor and rung several times before stopping.

Sheng Yu glanced at the alarm reminder jumping on the phone screen, his brows furrowing slightly.

The midnight alarm had rung and stopped, and it had already been half an hour.

He held the sleeping Zhu Yuan with one arm, turned off the alarm, swiped the screen with his finger, skillfully opened the social platform, opened the voting channel, and without even looking, his finger clicked to vote based on memory.

"Mmm..."

The person in his arms moved suddenly, and Sheng Yu turned off the phone and threw it aside.

Following the light of the night lamp to look at that face, not knowing if she was dreaming or continuing the memory from before she fell asleep, her brows were furrowed, and the flush on her delicate, charming face had not yet faded.

—You can stand up for Ning Chu because she bullied me, so why can't someone else stand up for me!

The woman's calm accusation surfaced in his mind.

Sheng Yu's eyes were deep and gloomy as he carried her to the bathroom.

This small apartment had no bathtub; he held her tightly in his arms and quickly took a shower.

Situ was smoking in a corner downstairs, opening the social platform to vote.

When he saw that Ning Chu's vote count had already left Zhu Yuan far behind, he could not help but frown.

Tomorrow is the time when the voting ends.

Ning Chu bought her internet trolls too obviously.

If things go on like this, Miss Zhu will definitely lose.

He put his phone back into his windbreaker pocket, thinking that he would probably have to spend the night in the car.

Suddenly, the sound of the elevator from the hallway rang out, and he turned his head out of instinct, only to see Sheng Yu walking out from inside while carrying Zhu Yuan.

He immediately stubbed out his cigarette and went up to meet them, not daring to let his gaze wander, knowing only that Zhu Yuan was asleep.

He pulled open the car door, waited for Sheng Yu to get in before closing it, then walked around the front of the car to sit in the driver's seat.

He drove all the way back to the Hot Spring Villa in silence.

After the car was parked steadily, Sheng Yu got out of the car while carrying her.

Situ was preparing to park the car in the space when he heard the man say coldly, "She cannot lose."