Wild Sweet Temptation

Gu Qingxuan drove slowly, trying to make the journey back as long as possible, and his earphones were filled with Uncle Qian's voice.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Please be polite and explain!"

The car behind was honking its horn loudly, but because of the luxury car, it didn't dare to move forward and someone stuck his head out.

"How the hell do you drive this car? Why are you shaking on the road?"

Drop drop-

The rapid and ear-piercing sound made Ji Fanxing's heart tighten, and he opened his mouth to release the sound.

The smell of hormones filled the car.

As they were reluctant to part, the cell phone rang. Ji Fanxing went to look for it in a panic, but Su Muchen locked her back.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just finish your own work first. Xuan is busy inside."

After the collision of insolence and tenderness, Su Muchen slowly picked up the mobile phone that was knocked under the car seat, and frowned slowly when he saw the message on it.

Ji Fanxing hadn't woken up from the gentle embrace yet, but instead got up and acted coquettishly.

"You haven't finished wiping it yet, can't you be more careful? I'll give you a zero for your homework!"

"Xing'er." Su Muchen's tone became serious. Ji Fanxing glanced at the phone and immediately stopped talking. He pulled up his underwear and sat upright on the other side of the car door.

"I didn't hide this from you on purpose." She didn't lower her head, but looked him in the eyes. "It's wrong for me to hide it from you, but..."

"Let's talk about it when we get home." Su Muchen interrupted her directly. The oppression that came over her was an attitude he had never had before. At that moment, Ji Fanxing understood that just because he was usually careless didn't mean he would never have such a terrible temper.

The feeling of depression continued until the two returned to the bedroom.

Caesar had followed in happily, then slipped out with his tail between his legs and ears curled, fearing that he would be cooked if he ran too slowly.

The phone was thrown onto the bed along with the person. Su Muchen twisted the tie around his neck but couldn't get rid of the knot in his chest.

Ji Fanxing leaned back, feeling a little frightened by the overwhelming hostility. He tried to take a deep breath but his chest still rose and fell violently.

The priceless pearls were shaken by the ups and downs of the belt. She calmed herself and tried to break the suffocating silence.

"I've stopped taking the medicine. I'll get better if I work harder...it won't take long."

"Electroconvulsive therapy, why are you doing this? Didn't I tell you that you don't need treatment? You don't believe me, do you?"

"No, I just take medicine. If I keep taking medicine, it will have a long-term impact on my memory, and it will take a long time. I want to get better quickly... Electroconvulsions are not what you imagine, they are just very weak currents... No..."

As she said this, she tried to convince herself internally and swallowed slowly.

“There are no obvious side effects…”

"I don't disbelieve you, I just don't want something like that to happen again. I want to become a normal Ji Fanxing, and... always be prepared to fight back."

Su Muchen took a deep breath, took out the cigarette box and tightened it with a tearing sound. All the cigarettes inside were squeezed out and fell to the ground.

The man looked down at him with fierce eyes, and his sharp lines were extremely aggressive at that moment.

"Don't go there starting tomorrow."

"I just pretended I didn't see it before."

"To be frank, that matter is my fault."

"You don't need to continue treatment, you are fine now."

She crawled over and grabbed the corner of Su Muchen's clothes, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

"Baby, I'll be able to..."

"Sleep."

After Su Muchen finished speaking, he put his arm around his coat and left, leaving behind only the echoing sound of the door closing.

Pure Joy——

The atmosphere of decadence and debauchery spread, men and women gathered here to release their most primitive nature, dancing waists, bodies pressed tightly together, infinite hormones expressed directly, and countless banknotes flying in the sky and falling to the ground.

The dancing girl watched the rich second generation enjoying themselves, different men and women hugging each other, while she herself sat on the sofa in the middle as if aloof.

Su Muchen pushed the door open, casually grabbed his suit jacket and strode to his seat. When others saw him, they immediately greeted him respectfully.

"Master Chen!"

"Master."

"Mr. Chen, long time no see!"

He walked to his seat carrying his coat, and everyone else dispersed. Only the dancing actress sat in the middle, looking up at him with shy eyes, a little bit of pity and a self-righteous detachment.

"Mr. Su."

Su Muchen stood there without knowing whether he was happy or angry. He just lowered his eyes to look at her, with only silence in his eyes.

The actress lowered her head again and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I promised to dance for you."

"Oh, yes, hot dance, right?"

"Yeah!" The actress' eyes lit up and she nodded frantically.

With a snap of fingers, a red-hot iron plate was lifted up. However, no one pleaded for her. Instead, a bunch of people cheered for her to go up and dance.

"Hurry up, Master Chen rarely gives people a chance to perform!"

"This is a really hot dance. We need to heat it up even more!"

"He just fell for you!"

The person who said the last sentence chuckled, thinking he had figured out Su Muchen's thoughts, and even made another move.

"The Stellaris dance was just Master Chen's appetizer. If you dance it, maybe Master Chen will take you to events in the future!"

boom.

A wisp of smoke came out of the muzzle of Su Muchen's gun, and a bloody hole had been opened on the head of the man who said this.

"Jump." He kept holding the gun with a gloomy expression and glanced at the actress.

The other party was so frightened that she was shaking all over, and she didn't dare to touch either the gun or the iron plate.

The reservedness he had just pretended to have turned into fear, his face wrinkled and he shook his head frantically.

"I told you to jump!"

The gun was thrown directly at the wine bottle on the table. Fragments flew out along with scarlet liquid and hit his face, which was so bloody. The actress was so scared that she became incontinent. The Su family bodyguards carried her to the iron plate.

A series of soul-stirring screams and the sound of burning flesh rang out, and all those who had just been reveling were instantly shrouded in the shadow of fear...

Su Muchen was like a gloomy king, sitting on his iron throne and humiliating the world.

"My Lord, drink."

Mu Cheng forced his arm around him and clinked glasses with him, but Su Muchen's expression remained unchanged.

Mu Cheng's hands trembled, and he felt sorry for this pair of miserable lovers.

In fact, Mr. Chen knew everything, but he still indulged him.

But obviously, he had not thought of the electroconvulsive therapy method.

After all, he always felt that Ji Fanxing's illness was because he left her alone for a while, otherwise these things would not have happened.

But how can life be completely controlled by it? If it is really protected to that extent, it will become a repressive bondage.

I don’t know if Mr. Chen can finally get over this deep self-blame. He only knows that the recent kidnapping and Ji Fanxing’s going to Yiren for treatment have aggravated his mental illness.

"Where's Fu Gou? Dead?"

Su Muchen suddenly changed the subject, leaving Mu Cheng behind.

【There is a joint meal】