YDMLA 15

Chapter  15

The whole way back to the manor, Fu Tingshen said nothing. Xu Xinghe could sense that he seemed to be angry.

After returning to Xu Xinghe’s bedroom, the door was closed, but Fu Tingshen still did not turn on the lights. The room was completely dark.

Fu Tingshen pulled Xu Xinghe tightly into his arms. He was very uneasy. His star was too dazzling—bad people might want to take his star away.

Lock her up… yes, that way no one could steal his star anymore.

“Fu Tingshen, what’s wrong?” Xu Xinghe asked with concern after a long time of silence from him.

“Call me baby…” Fu Tingshen was already feeling aggrieved, and hearing that Xingxing wasn’t even calling him “baby” made him even more upset.

Xu Xinghe paused at his pitiful voice, then tried to pull her head out of his embrace. She lifted his face with both hands.

“Baby, what’s wrong~ You’re ignoring me. You’re such a bad dog.”

Fu Tingshen remained silent for a long time before finally speaking in a muffled voice: “Xingxing is bad too. You touched another man.”

The more Fu Tingshen thought about it, the more wronged he felt, the corners of his eyes gradually turning red.

Xu Xinghe felt a little guilty at his accusation, then quickly became stubborn again.

“What do you mean ‘touched another man’? I thought that was you, baby. Besides, I only covered his eyes for a moment—I barely even touched him.”

Fu Tingshen still said nothing. In truth, he wanted to question her—how much more did she want to touch him? Why did she mistake him for someone else? Why did she stand so close to another man…

Xu Xinghe saw that Fu Tingshen still wasn’t improving. His eyes were unfocused, but his arms around her didn’t loosen at all.

Dark thoughts kept surfacing in Fu Tingshen’s mind, but he forcefully suppressed them. He didn’t want to scare Xingxing. She would be afraid.

Xu Xinghe sighed softly. She gently kissed away the tears at the corner of his eyes, then his nose, and finally his lips.

Fu Tingshen’s heart raced as he felt the softness of her lips. He froze completely, too tense to move. It felt like an electric current ran through his spine—numb, tingling, addictive.

When Xu Xinghe pulled back, her face was flushed red. Fu Tingshen didn’t look much better; in the dim light, his ears were so red it looked like they might drip blood.

Their heartbeats echoed loudly in the silent room, impossible to distinguish whose was whose.

Just as Xu Xinghe was about to step back, a large hand stopped her.

Fu Tingshen’s hoarse voice sounded by her ear: “More.”

His palm firmly supported the back of her neck, not allowing even the slightest chance of escape. His breathing drew closer, carrying scorching heat, slowly invading her lips.

His movements were gentle, yet carried an undeniable dominance, as if silently declaring she was his and could never escape.

Xu Xinghe smiled slightly as she watched Fu Tingshen hide in the bathroom afterward—after all, the one suffering in the end was still him.

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Recently, He Baizhi’s phone had been almost constantly ringing—debt collection calls came nonstop. The original 200,000 debt had now ballooned to 400,000.

She thought Lin Mòyu must be making a lot of money now. Thinking about the good life ahead made her blush with excitement.

At that moment, Lin Mòyu was being pressed to the ground by seven or eight burly men, his once fair face swollen like a pig’s head.

“Boss, I was wrong! I’ll… I’ll pay it back!” Lin Mòyu begged desperately, too terrified to resist.

The leader holding an iron rod crouched down and patted his face.

“A full 1.08 million. What are you going to use to pay it back?”

Lin Mòyu froze. He had originally come to repay a gambling debt, but couldn’t resist the urge to play. At first, he kept winning, but then he started losing again and again until he ended up owing 1.08 million.

The boss looked down on men like him. He nodded to his subordinates, and a cleaver appeared in one of their hands.

“Let’s cut off your left hand first. If you still don’t pay next time, your right hand won’t be spared either.”

They moved to hold him down.

Terrified, Lin Mòyu trembled violently, his eyes filled with panic. “Wait! Please wait… I can get you a good ‘product’.”

At this point, Lin Mòyu had already been scared out of his mind. Only then did he remember He Baizhi.

He Baizhi had no idea that the man she had been dreaming about was already planning to sell her off to pay his debts.