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After taking a bath, Yan Wushuang comfortably lay on the bed. The birthday celebration tonight had made her feel a bit tired, and as soon as she touched the bed, she quickly fell asleep.
Suddenly, she felt a cool sensation on her body, accompanied by a damp and sticky feeling and waves of heat. This sensation seemed familiar, reminiscent of times when she often experienced such feelings from deep within.
"Mm..." Suddenly, a pair of large hands appeared on her body, their rough calluses roaming over her skin, leaving traces of friction that made her let out a soft sigh of discomfort.
On the big bed, the two were intertwined. Rafas had already, without Yan Wushuang realizing it, stripped her of all her clothes, and now they were tightly embraced together.
Rafas left kisses all over her body. Yan Wushuang was increasingly stirred by him and suddenly found herself responding to him uncontrollably, sometimes even matching his movements as they progressed step by step.
Yan Wushuang's eyes remained tightly closed; she seemed completely immersed in a dream, only displaying the most genuine reactions.
"Baby, baby, I love you..." Rafas kissed the scar on her lower abdomen, a mark left by their two children. He lovingly kissed it, vowing to cherish her even more in the future.
In a hazy state, Yan Wushuang felt as if someone was invading her. She opened her eyes in panic and looked at the ceiling, but the warm and heated sensation on her body made her unable to suppress a low moan...
"Rafas, Rafas..." Yan Wushuang called out as she pushed him away. How could he take advantage of her like this?
Rafas was pushed away by her and did not understand why she was rejecting him. However, the unbearable feeling reminded him that he desperately needed Wushuang right now.
"Baby..." Rafas spoke with a pleading tone as he leaned over her again.
"Rafas, did the doctor say this was okay?" Regaining some rationality, she still felt uncomfortable but needed to clarify things.
"It's fine; it's been over a month already. Besides, you had a Cesarean Section, not a normal delivery. It's okay now; just give it to me; I can't hold back any longer, baby..." Rafas pulled Yan Wushuang's hand to guide it over him, making sure she understood how much he needed her.
"Rafas, let's just skip tonight; we can discuss this tomorrow night." Yan Wushuang feared his unusual desire tonight; if this continued, it would surely make her feel worse than death.
"No... I want it now!" Rafas ignored her previous words and pinned her beneath him.
"Lefas..." Yan Wushuang helplessly found herself pinned beneath him, his tall frame dominating her.
Before she could utter a word, Rafas lowered his head to seal her lips, swallowing her voice.
After months of not touching her, Yan Wushuang felt like a poppy, causing him to lose control once again...
"Baby, I love you..." Rafas passionately declared his affection, making Yan Wushuang hold him tightly.
This man made her feel both love and hate; his tenderness could turn her into a pool of spring water, melting in his embrace.
On the luxurious bed, the man and woman were tightly entwined, the ambiguous atmosphere lingering in the bedroom for a long time...
Annie had been hospitalized for half a month to recover from her injuries. Yan Wushuang inquired and learned that she was being discharged today, so she hurried over to visit her.
In Room 302, Yan Wushuang gently knocked on the door and then pushed it open. Annie was still lying on the hospital bed, thinking it was her mother coming to handle her discharge procedures. She was surprised to see Yan Wushuang instead.
"What are you doing here?" she asked curiously. Now, Annie held little resentment towards Yan Wushuang.
Yan Wushuang walked to her bedside and pulled up a chair to sit down. "I've been resting and taking care of my child for a while, so I haven't had much time to visit you. Now that the baby is a month old, I wanted to check if your injuries have improved."
Looking at her, Annie realized that Yan Wushuang wasn't a bad person. She had never held grudges against her. It was she who had been blinded by love and hatred in the past, repeatedly doing things that hurt her.
With a guilty sigh, she said, "I'm sorry, Yan Wushuang. I know I've wronged you in the past. I hope you can forgive me. What happened to me today is probably my karma!"
"Miss Smith, don't be so pessimistic about yourself. You're not beyond redemption. If it weren't for you that day, both Yezi and I would have been humiliated by those bastards. No matter what your reasons were for stopping them, you saved us, and that can't be erased!" She reached out to hold her hand; Yan Wushuang didn't want to make enemies with anyone. If possible, she hoped they could become friends.
The more she said this, the guiltier Annie felt. Perhaps it was also because of this that she had been abandoned by Rafas so quickly; her self-righteousness and aloof attitude might have turned many men against her.
"I see your injuries have mostly healed. From now on, make sure to rest well and take care of yourself. There will definitely be a man in this world who will love you dearly. You must believe this and never treat love as a game!" Yan Wushuang said sincerely, knowing her past way of life.
Annie nodded. She would remember what she said, and she believed that there would indeed be a man who truly cared for her in this world.
While they were chatting, Mrs. Smith arrived late and, seeing Yan Wushuang there, wondered if something had happened again.
"Mrs. Lei, did something happen again?" Mrs. Smith asked, still a bit frightened from the last incident.
Yan Wushuang realized she was misunderstanding and quickly stood up to explain, "Mrs. Smith, please don't worry. Nothing happened. I just came to see Miss Smith; it's really nothing!"
"Mommy, it's fine. Go handle my discharge paperwork; we'll talk here," Annie said as she got out of bed and pushed her mother out.
With only the two of them left in the hospital room, Annie reflected on how much she used to hate Yan Wushuang, even wishing for her death at times. However, after going through all these storms, she had let go of many things. Fame, status, love—if these things didn't truly belong to her, no matter what means she used, they could never be hers forever.
"Thank you. If you hadn't come in time, I might have been choked to death by Lefas," Annie thought back to that day and still felt a bit scared.
Rafas was notoriously ruthless; he must have intended to choke her to death that day. When he heard Yan Wushuang's voice, the killing intent in his eyes didn't lessen but rather intensified, which is why he directly grabbed her neck with the intent to kill.
Yan Wushuang could see the fear in her eyes and reached out to hold her hand, comforting her: "It's okay now. As long as you take care of yourself, Lefas won't come looking for trouble again. Just live peacefully in Las Vegas."
"Yes, I will. Now that I'm the only one by my mother's side, I can't let her worry about me at this age," Annie nodded.
The two had put aside their past grievances; having one more friend was certainly better than having one more enemy. Sometimes being more open-minded could resolve many issues without getting stuck in stubbornness, which could lead to losing everything and achieving nothing in the end...
Yamamoto Ryuichi had brought Yuan Xiu back to be raised by Misa for nearly two months now. Misa treated him as if he were her own child, caring for him deeply. Watching him grow day by day helped heal the sadness in her heart gradually...
"Madam, there are people from the airport here with luggage for Mr. They said it's his belongings; please come out and take a look!" The maid's voice rang out from outside the door.
Airport? Why would there be something sent from the airport? Strange...?
Yamamoto Misa had just lulled Yuan Xiu to sleep. After a final glance back, she slowly left the room.
Outside the hall, a handsome young man stood straight, holding a luggage bag. When he saw Yamamoto Misa come out, he politely said to her, "Hello, Mrs. Yamamoto. I am a staff member from the airport, and I am here specifically to deliver luggage for Mr. Yamamoto. Could you please sign for it?"
Yamamoto Misa noticed the work badge on his uniform, but why would someone from the airport deliver luggage for Long Yi?
Taking the luggage bag from him, Misa carefully checked its contents. There were only two sets of clothes inside, and both the clothes and the bag belonged to Long Yi; she recognized them. However, she was still curious about how Long Yi's belongings ended up at the airport.
"Excuse me, how did my husband's things end up at the airport? It seems neither of us knew about this," Misa said, genuinely puzzled. He usually traveled by private jet and never went to the airport for business trips.
The man smiled professionally and explained what he knew: "This luggage bag was sent over two months ago from a hotel in New York at Mr. Yamamoto's request to help ship it back to Japan. However, Mr. Yamamoto never went to the airport to pick it up. Our staff also called Mr. Yamamoto's assistant, but it has been over two months with no one coming to collect it. Fortunately, the hotel provided Mr. Yamamoto's address, so the airport sent me to return it."
Misa was taken aback and asked, "Why would the hotel help with shipping? My husband has a private jet; he doesn't go to the airport for business trips!"
"Well, the hotel only responded that Mr. Yamamoto had an urgent matter and could not return to New York to check out and retrieve his luggage, which is why they asked for assistance. I have already returned luggage for several other gentlemen; this is the last bag remaining for Mr. Yamamoto. If Mrs. Yamamoto confirms that this is Mr. Yamamoto's luggage, could you please sign this receipt?" He took out a form and handed it to Misa.
Misa nodded and signed her name on the receipt.
"Then I'll take my leave now; sorry for bothering you, Mrs. Yamamoto!" He let a servant guide him out while carrying the luggage back to his room.
As Misa reflected on what the airport staff had said, she wondered why they had an urgent matter that prevented them from returning to New York to handle check-out procedures when Long Yi had clearly stated he was signing a contract with Fucha at that time. Wasn't their signing location in New York? That couldn't be right; Long Yi wouldn't lie to her...
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