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That night, the darkness was as deep as a heavy black cloth, covering the entire courtyard.

In this quiet night, although Su Yun's heart was filled with bitterness and annoyance after hearing the news that Fu Yichen was getting married during the day, he could only bear it and lay down early to prepare for sleep, hoping to forget all the annoying things in his sleep.

However, the door was suddenly pushed open with a creaking sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

Su Yun had been sleeping restlessly to begin with, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening. She opened her eyes abruptly, and with the faint moonlight filtering through, she saw that the person coming was Fu Yichen. She couldn't help but feel a flustered feeling, mixed with a few complicated emotions, and subconsciously asked, "Why is the master here?"

Fu Yichen took steady steps, slowly approaching her, and said with a hint of displeasure, "Why can't I come? I can come to this place whenever I want. Do I need anyone's permission?"

Su Yun felt even more uncomfortable when he heard his matter-of-fact tone. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly, "I heard that your Excellency is about to get married. This... at this time, it's probably not appropriate for you to come to my place."

When Fu Yichen heard this, his mind instantly recalled all the times Su Yun had interacted with other people. He immediately snorted coldly and said, "Well, so what? My marriage is my business and it doesn't affect you at all. Why are you so worried about it?"

Su Yun frowned slightly, feeling aggrieved but not daring to show it. He bit his lip and continued to persuade, "Sir, the wedding is approaching, and it's not a good idea for you to come to my place now. If it gets out... it won't be good for your reputation either."

Fu Yichen didn't take this to heart at all. He walked a few steps to the bedside, stretched out his hand to pinch Su Yun's chin, and slightly lifted her face. With a look of dominance and unquestionableness in his eyes, he said: "You are my concubine. I come whenever I want. What's good or bad about it! Or... you don't want me to come? Hmm?"

Su Yun's chin was pinched by him and it hurt a little. Looking at his face so close to her, she felt mixed emotions. She quickly shook her head and whispered, "No, sir, I...I didn't mean that."

After hearing this, Fu Yichen's eyes gradually darkened, and there seemed to be a fire burning in them. He stared into Su Yun's eyes, and his tone became more domineering and strong: "Since you don't have it, then serve me well tonight."

When Su Yun heard this, her face immediately turned red with shame and she bit her lips. She didn't know what to say for a moment and could only remain silent.

Seeing her like this, Fu Yichen said no more. He suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips domineeringly. The kiss was a bit eager, but also had a strong force that could not be resisted.

Su Yun felt a buzzing in her head and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but she could not resist Fu Yichen's strength. Gradually, she could only sink into this passionate kiss.

Immediately afterwards, the room was instantly filled with a charming atmosphere, and the whole house was filled with an ambiguous and passionate atmosphere.

Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a few days, Fu Yichen's demands tonight were particularly fierce, as if he wanted to vent all the longing and inexplicable emotions of these days in this intimacy.

The night passed slowly in this entanglement, until the sky turned pale and the sky gradually brightened. Su Yun was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. Fu Yichen finally let her go. Looking at her tired and somewhat pitiful appearance, a complex emotion surged in his heart, including heartache, but also mixed with something else that was hard to understand.

He sighed softly, got up, put on his clothes, tidied his clothes, looked at the sleeping Su Yun again, and then quietly left the courtyard.