Jing Yu felt like he was about to melt on this bed, intoxicated by this kiss...
After kissing for a long time, until her lips began to burn with pain, Jing Yu finally woke up from his trance.
This is ridiculous! She was actually immersed in the kiss of a strange man without knowing the day or night.
After coming to her senses, she pushed the man away in embarrassment and anger.
This time, Yu Zeyao did not entangle with her. He just stared at her with lustful eyes and said, "Come with me."
Follow me...
When Jing Yu heard these three words, she felt that she was probably hallucinating. But the man in front of her looked firm, resolute, and decisive, as if he was waiting for her answer, but it seemed that her answer was not important to him. Because the tone of his saying these three words was not a negotiation.
It is a declaration and a notification.
"I should go back now."
After Jingyu said this, he stopped looking at him, put his legs on the edge of the bed, clutched his bag, and prepared to get out of bed.
Yu Zeyao didn't even raise his eyebrows, nor did he look at her. He just reached out and accurately grabbed her elbow. With a little force, he pulled her back to the bed.
Jing Yu frowned, and before he could speak, she said, "I refuse."
"Forget the person in your heart completely." Yu Zeyao supported himself on the head of the bed with one hand and stared at her from top to bottom, not taking her words seriously at all.
Jing Yu was a little confused. How well did this man know about her? Why did he even know that she had someone in her heart? Even if she had replaced Professor Luo to help his wife with rehabilitation, he didn't need to find out everything about her personal feelings.
Taking a deep breath, she spoke calmly: "Mr. Yu, I believe I have made it very clear - I refuse! Regardless of whether your proposal just now was a joke..."
"I was serious."
"..." His sudden five words interrupted her speech, leaving Jing Yu stunned for a moment. When she met his abyss-like pupils, the words she was about to say were a little fragmented.
In my mind, I inexplicably recalled the words of the strange man last night -
You dare to touch the woman Mr. Yu likes? Are you tired of living
So, the 'Mr. Yu' that the man was talking about was the man in front of him at this moment
She looked at him and suddenly said, "What do you mean by 'follow you'?"
Although Jingyu had no experience with men and women, she could understand what a man was asking of a woman—he did not use the word "dating" but the word "following".
If a man and a woman are in a relationship, it is based on equality and mutual respect; but the word "with" is completely different - one party is just an accessory of the other.
Yu Zeyao looked at her changing face and said slowly, "I am interested in you. I can give you everything you want, including a better life than you had in the past, a better social status, and the money you need. And you just need to give me what I want."
Jingyu's face became more and more tense.
This man was extremely hateful—standing in a superior position, he acted like a philanthropist and tried to manipulate her life. It seemed as if the most important thing she should do at this moment was to prostrate herself on the ground and express gratitude to him and then immediately accept his proposal, but he didn't feel at all that he had trampled her dignity on the ground.
The conditions of being kept like this made Jing Yu feel like he was being humiliated.
With a snort, she asked, "What do you want?"
Before Yu Zeyao could speak, she continued, "Go to bed with me?"
"I don't deny it." Yu Zeyao said frankly, "This is indeed one of my ideas."
"The conditions you offer are indeed very tempting." Jing Yu's stern face was full of sarcasm, "Unfortunately, I don't want to sell myself. Mr. Yu, please find someone else!"
After she finished speaking, she pushed Yu Zeyao away and stood up from the bed with an expressionless face. All the good feelings she had for him before, at this moment, had disappeared without a trace.
"I'll give you time—" Jing Yu walked smoothly to the door and was about to open it when he heard a man's deep voice behind him, "But I'm not asking you to consider it, but to slowly learn to accept it. I won't allow any other outcome."
The last sentence was so powerful and imposing that it was like a huge rock hitting Jing Yu's heart, shocking her.
In her 20-plus years of life, she had never met such a domineering and arrogant man, and she was a little at a loss as to how to deal with him.
Jing Yu didn't even turn his head, slammed the door and walked out of the room. Yu Zeyao looked at the closed door, stood up, and put his hands in his pockets leisurely.
His lips, until now, seemed to still be stained with the taste of her lips and teeth. As he expected, the taste was sweet.
Very sweet.
The slender and beautiful long fingers gently brushed across his lips. He raised his lips and smiled, looking through the window at the slender figure outside, with a charming and seductive look in his eyes.
He is determined to get this woman!
———
Jing Yu came down from upstairs and found that the place was incredibly big.
Zhuang Yan was downstairs. When he saw her coming down, he stood up and greeted her, "Morning, Miss Jing."
Jing Yu no longer has any good feelings towards Yu Zeyao, and as a result, his attitude towards Zhuang Yan is no longer as nice as before. They are all birds of a feather!
She just nodded slightly and walked out. Her attitude was so cold that Zhuang Yan was confused.
It seems that Mr. Yu hasn't dealt with her yet
Jing Yu walked out of the manor and found that it was much larger than his wife's manor. If Yu Zeyao was really a businessman, he must be a very successful tycoon.
She had seen many men like this before. Chasing women was just a dispensable pastime for them after a busy day. Their interest in a woman usually didn't last long.
She thought that if she rejected this man this time, maybe the next time they met, he wouldn't even remember who she was.
Jing Yu walked out of the manor with her bag. She was still wearing a thin man's pajamas. In such cold weather, she was shivering. What's worse is that there is no car here. Not to mention taxis, there are no private cars.
She originally wanted to take out her phone to call a taxi, but her phone ran out of battery and turned off. She had been out for too long, and her phone's battery couldn't last that long.
"Beep beep—" As she was putting her phone back into her bag, a horn sounded behind her. A car stopped beside her. A man in black clothes and white gloves hurriedly ran down from the car and opened the back door. "Ms. Jing, get in the car. Mr. Yu asked me to take you into the city."
It was too cold. Jing Yu only considered it for a moment before leaning forward and saying, "Thank you for the trouble."
The car drove all the way to the city. The driver in front was also well-trained, very quiet and didn't talk much.