Chapter 92: Zhu Yuan, I Want You to Love Me

Sheng Yu lowered his eyes to look at the small hand wrapped around his waist; its slight trembling betrayed the nervous state of its owner at this moment.

He turned his head to stare at the face Zhu Yuan was looking up at him with; her face, still shaken, had regained a hint of color.

"You really are good at manipulating a man's heart," he sneered. "Do you think I'll soften just because of this?"

"I can explain," Zhu Yuan said, looking into his eyes.

Despite having such a charming and vivid face, her black-and-white eyes were clear and pure, revealing a sense of pitiful vulnerability when she looked at someone.

The man suddenly clenched his back teeth.

Seeing that he did not push her away, a spark of hope ignited in Zhu Yuan's heart.

She hurriedly said, "I didn't choose to see him; he forced me into his car. He was just doing it on purpose to upset you and see you go crazy. Don't fall for his trap."

However, Sheng Yu did not listen to her explanation at all. Following the posture of her holding him, his large hand scooped up her slender waist to lift her, and he headed straight for the master bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom door was kicked shut with a "bang."

The light from the courtyard shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and the balcony.

Sheng Yu set her down and said coldly, "Take off your clothes."

Zhu Yuan was startled, her eyelashes trembling as they covered her reddened eyes.

She kept her head down and obediently took off her coat.

She thought he was disgusted that she had sat in Pei Ling's car and was tainted by the other man's scent.

"Strip!" After she took off her coat, Sheng Yu saw her collar, which had been pulled crooked and out of shape, and his hostility surged violently.

Zhu Yuan's trembling fingertips clutched the clothes at her chest. "He didn't touch me."

The man clearly did not believe her; he gripped her arms tightly, pulled her into the bathroom, pushed her into the corner, and stripped off her clothes regardless of her resistance.

"Sheng Yu, you can't treat me like this!" Zhu Yuan sobbed, but her resisting hands were pinned against the wall above her head by the man's grip on her wrists.

"Whether he touched you or not, words are no proof."

The scattered red marks on her pale skin were clearly left from before, though the color had already faded somewhat.

Such a near-humiliating inspection made Zhu Yuan tremble with pain.

The rushing water poured down; the warm water flowed over her, splashing into tiny droplets against her pale skin.

Zhu Yuan sobbed and begged for mercy, but Sheng Yu turned a deaf ear.

Looking at her sweaty, flushed face, he gripped her chin forcefully, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Do you know why I didn't ram the car just now?"

"You might as well have killed me..."

As he continued his movements, Zhu Yuan's whole body could not stop trembling and contracting, unable to speak a complete sentence.

The man's voice grew increasingly cruel and crazed. "That way, you would have died together with that man surnamed Pei."

Zhu Yuan gasped for air. On the verge of pain and suffocation, the man bit her earlobe. "Listen well, Zhu Yuan: even in death, you must die by my side."

In a moment of trance, Zhu Yuan felt as if she had fallen into an abyss of endless darkness.

The demands of the entire night were endless.

Zhu Yuan lay exhausted in his arms, feeling the scorching temperature of the man's fingertips move from her right chest to the position of her heart on her left chest.

It burned her heart with a sour ache.

She could not hear clearly what he had said, but when the man lowered his head to kiss her, she struggled to push him away, only to be held tightly in his arms and forced to yield to his kiss.

Zhu Yuan did not wake up until noon.

She was wearing the man's loose pajamas, and her whole body felt clean and dry, without any sticky discomfort.

Looking at the absurdity filling the room, she endured the soreness and got out of bed.

As soon as the bedroom door opened, Feiyuan rushed toward her with its short legs, its tail wagging rapidly as it circled her feet.

She picked up Feiyuan and finally remembered what the man had said while touching the position of her heart.

——Zhu Yuan, I want you to love me.

Tears fell silently onto Feiyuan's body as Zhu Yuan held the comfort in her arms tightly.

Why should she love him?

Even though Sheng Yu had done even worse things to her before, why did she feel so humiliated when faced with his distrust?

He was clearly the worst person in the world.

When the man went upstairs, he saw Zhu Yuan squatting on the ground holding Feiyuan, her back to the stairs, her thin shoulders and back trembling slightly, her whole person exuding endless grievance.

Sheng Yu's footsteps paused, and the hand hanging at his side suddenly clenched.

Feiyuan smelled a familiar scent and poked its head out from Zhu Yuan's arms.

As for the person who could make it make such a sound, there was no need to guess who it was.

Zhu Yuan quickly wiped away her tears, put Feiyuan on the ground, turned around to return to the room, and locked the door behind her.

The "bang" of the door slamming shut made Situ, who was behind Sheng Yu, feel his heart tighten.

He glanced at Sheng Yu's instantly darkened expression and lowered his head silently.

Sheng Yu walked over in silence and turned the doorknob; it wouldn't turn—the door was locked from the inside.

The man's face was cold.

Her dog-like temper was acting up again!

Sheng Yu let go of the doorknob and turned to go downstairs.

The servant heard footsteps and hurried out to look, thinking Zhu Yuan had woken up. "Miss Zhu, are you hun..."

Seeing the gloomy-faced Sheng Yu, the servant swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue. "Young Master Yu."

"Has Miss Zhu woken up? Do you need me to send some food up?"

Sheng Yu said coldly, "Let her starve."

The servant was stunned.

Situ followed Sheng Yu's pace, and as he passed by her, he whispered a reminder, "Take it to the master bedroom."

Sheng Yu got into the car, and Situ sat in the driver's seat; feeling the air pressure inside the car frozen to the extreme, he bit the bullet and said, "It was indeed Second Master Pei who intercepted Miss Zhu in the street, and Miss Zhu..."

"Whose person are you?" The man's voice, steeped in coldness, interrupted his words.

Situ lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Young Master Yu."

Sheng Yu lit a cigarette and tossed the lighter aside, "Drive."

Zhu Yuan was forced to stay at the Hot Spring Villa, and after finishing lunch, she received a message from Yuan Fengye.

【Little Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I've been busy preparing for Yu Ge's birthday these past two days and forgot to tell you. Today is Yu Ge's birthday; in previous years, we brothers were all together, but this year Zhan Ge is away, so I hope you can show up on his behalf. Remember to come to Villa No. 1 on Haibin Road at seven o'clock tonight.】

Zhu Yuan replied to Yuan Fengye without a second thought: 【I won't be coming over.】

But in the afternoon, Enzo knocked on the door, not daring to meet her eyes, and said, "Miss Zhu, Tu Ge said that Young Master Yu wants me to take you to a place."

"Villa No. 1 on Haibin Road?" Zhu Yuan asked.

Enzo was taken aback and nodded.

"I'm not going."

Enzo was not the least bit surprised, because her answer had already been anticipated by someone.

"Tu Ge said that Young Master Yu said..."

He clicked his tongue, nearly getting himself tied in knots.

Before he could finish his sentence, the door in front of him had already closed.

"Hey, Miss Zhu..."

He still couldn't bring himself to say the words to threaten Miss Zhu.

The moment Zhu Yuan closed the door, her phone rang.

Looking at that glaring phone number, Zhu Yuan immediately hung up.

But immediately after, the ringtone sounded again.

It was incessant, as if to destroy a person's will.

Zhu Yuan finally gripped her phone tightly and swiped the screen.

The man's cold, detached voice came through: "If you want to save Zhu Jingyao, get in Enzo's car."