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When Xiao Ran, wet and impatient, walked out of the bathroom, he suddenly received a call from the front desk. His face, flushed with desire, turned pale in an instant. He angrily hung up the phone and approached Shen Qingyou. Beneath her silk nightgown, her alluring figure was subtly revealed, and her skin, as white as jade, invited silent temptation. "Xiao Bu, today, I am yours!"
Shen Qingyou's arms coiled around Xiao Ran's neck like water snakes, igniting a flame within her. However, she had to withdraw midway. Xiao Ran, with a frustrated expression, held Shen Qingyou's hand and said, "Serene, you go ahead. I still have some matters to attend to."
With a captivating smile at the corner of her mouth, Shen Qingyou silently draped her coat over her silk nightgown. Using the VIP elevator, she left the exquisitely decorated presidential suite. In the lobby, it was bustling with activity. Unexpectedly, this seemingly noble and elegant five-star hotel was secretly involved in illicit activities. Disheveled figures played out a scene of human depravity and shamelessness...
A black SUV lurked in the darkness like a leopard, waiting to capture its long-observed target. Inside the car, an orange flame faintly illuminated the cramped space and highlighted Qing Cang's unparalleled loneliness.
As he followed Shen Qingyou and Xiao Ran into Hyatt, his heart suddenly sank into an abyss. Memories of their first meeting flooded back; if only life could always be like that first encounter!
In his hand, he caressed a heart-shaped gem earring that he had been touching for a year. Touching it felt like touching Shen Qingyou's flawless face...
Suddenly, behind the dazzling neon lights, Qing Cang saw that familiar backdrop. He quickly got out of the car. The early autumn night was still slightly cool. Shen Qingyou tightened her coat as she walked through the shadows cast by the alternating streetlights; her shadow elongated and lonely.
"Shen Qingyou, stop right there...!"
A voice suddenly rang out from behind, causing Shen Qingyou to freeze. How could he be here?
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In the dimness of the room, Qing Cang silently embraced Shen Qingyou's delicate body under the hazy moonlight as he entered. In the darkness, he was indistinct; all that could be seen were his amber eyes glinting with cold light...
He gently laid her on the bed and whispered softly in her ear, "Do you know what I want to do most right now?" His voice was as soft as water but as cold as ice, sending a shiver down Shen Qingyou's spine...
"I want to tear you apart and eat you raw, that way, you will forever be mine!"
When Qing Cang's gaze fell upon the transparent nightgown beneath Shen Qingyou's outer coat, all thoughts in his mind froze. He ripped open her collar, exposing her rounded and firm figure wrapped in a white bra right before his eyes. His dark gaze and suppressed desire were about to erupt...
He was insane, completely insane. As his strong body pressed down on her, he spoke to her in a cold voice, "Serene, you are mine!"
Shen Qingyou, who silently endured it all, knew that her previously obscure life would soon be filled with blood and chaos...
"Qing Cang, are you going to force yourself on me?"
The person on top of her suddenly stiffened...
"I always thought that having you by my side was to protect me... It turns out it was for this..." Shen Qingyou laughed bitterly and gently shook her head. "What you're doing is no different from the harm Yuan Mufang inflicted on me back then."
Shen Qingyou closed her eyes in despair, unwilling to see those enchanting eyes. If he insisted on plundering and hurting her, then what was the meaning of the pain she felt at this moment?
A chaotic breath filled the air; the coldness ravaged Shen Qingyou's trembling hands...
Shen Qingyou opened her eyes to look at Qing Cang... The pain, that deep pain pierced the softest part of her heart. She couldn't help but recall everything Xiao Ran had said about Qing Cang...
"Serene, I love you. I want to marry you...!"
Happiness arrived unexpectedly, yet Shen Qingyou felt clumsy and lost. It turned out that being in darkness for too long could burn one with happiness...
Qing Shao, I'm sorry, I cannot accept your love, just as at the beginning, your sincerity was a great humiliation to me...
A divorced woman, a woman scarred by love, a dark woman—what could she possibly exchange for his love?
A deep sense of inferiority surged from Shen Qingyou's heart. She raised her eyes to meet Qing Cang's sincere gaze, and her heart became moist...
Her arms gently wrapped around Qing Shao's neck, a silent invitation. Qing Cang began to tenderly unbutton her clothes...
Shen Qingyou turned her face to look out the window. The night outside was deepening, and two tall Lilac Trees stood in front of the window. As a gentle breeze blew, delicate petals fell like confetti, disappearing without a trace.
Suddenly realizing that the passage of time is also a kind of beauty, a piercing beauty...
Opening her eyes, she looked at the person above her. His handsome face was filled with confusion. Qing Cang noticed that Shen Qingyou was watching him and leaned down to kiss her deeply, again and again...
Drifting in the bustling world with a humble soul, embracing passionately beneath Qing Shao, was this truly a love born of affection or a revenge born of hatred? Who could know?
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