"You lied to me."

The man's voice was hoarse and trembling.

Meng Tingwan bit her lip and stood there without saying a word.

She didn't want to say these things, but what could she do if she didn't? She would eventually leave anyway.

It's better to talk things out now, since everyone has their own future anyway, which is better for everyone.

She thought this to herself, but tears still streamed down her face without her realizing it.

Meng Tingwan wiped her face haphazardly with her hand and continued saying things against her will.

"Whether I'm lying or not, you should be able to tell, because that's just who I am—a cold and hard person. No matter how sincere you are, I'll crush, trample, and stomp on it!"

After hearing all this, Cheng Yu could no longer hold back, and all the emotions he had accumulated throughout the night erupted at this moment.

He pulled the woman's slender wrist, pressed her onto the sofa, and leaned down to kiss her, almost fiercely stealing the air from her mouth, as if to prevent her from ever saying those hurtful words again.

Meng Tingwan opened her mouth to meet his kiss, feeling his anger.

In the living room, the sound of the two kissing was especially beautiful in the quiet air.

On the white sofa lay a woman's long hair spread out, next to a pile of scattered clothes, messy and disorderly, yet highlighting the two's madness.

Cheng Yu grabbed her waist, lifted her off the sofa and pressed her onto the soft carpet. He didn't forget to pick up a cushion and place it under her waist, then leaned down and bit her ear, gently nibbling at it.

The man's actions tonight were anything but gentle; they were both forceful and rough, causing her tailbone to ache and her to tremble.

Meng Tingwan could only cling tightly to his neck, her vision blurred, her eyes red and glistening with beautiful tears.

When she was deeply moved, she seemed to hear the man calling her name over and over again in her ear.

The voice seemed to carry a sob, helplessness, and grievance.

Meng Tingwan couldn't hear clearly; she only knew that she was like a small boat, swept away by a storm and capsized in the turbulent sea.

That night, Cheng Yu was completely unrestrained, grabbing her from the sofa to the carpet, then the coffee table, and finally back to the bedroom.

He pressed her against the bay window and did it twice more, then took her to the bathroom to shower.

After rinsing her off, the man carried her out.

Meng Tingwan was so weak that she couldn't open her eyes, and her fingertips were pink.

After putting the person on the bed, Cheng Yu's anger subsided considerably.

He felt sorry for her and didn't want to lose control and hurt her, but he couldn't bear it.

Only in these moments of perfect harmony do he feel that she is his and that she will never leave.

Cheng Yu cupped her face in his hands and gently kissed the girl's soft cheeks, as if he were kissing a rare treasure.

Meng Tingwan was too tired to move. After sensing the man's presence, she reluctantly raised her hand to push against his chest, her voice soft and sweet, "No, I'm tired."

Cheng Yu took her hand, kissed it lightly, and then pulled her into his arms from behind.

"Yes, I know, this is the last time."

Meng Tingwan was powerless to resist and could only endure it.

Fortunately, Cheng Yu was very gentle this time, as if he was trying to please her.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but Meng Tingwan slowly fell asleep under this gentle onslaught.

-

The next morning, a trending topic with explosive keywords quietly appeared on the hot search list.

Breaking news! Someone actually did this at a trade fair...

Exclusive! The Duan family's dirty laundry

Breaking news! The Duan family ancestors are turning in their graves!

Breaking news! The world is going to the dogs! The Duan family actually did this at a trade fair...

The top ten trending topics were all news items like this.

Each entry is followed by the bright red character "爆" (explosive).

In no time, the comment sections under each entry were full.

[Holy crap!! Big socks, is this really Chinese???]

【Seriously?! I saw something this graphic first thing in the morning?!】

[Fine, fine, this world has finally gone mad and become something I don't recognize.]

[Wow, I guess I've lived long enough to see everything.]

[Wasn't the Duan family the ones who divorced the Tang family's eldest daughter just a few days ago? Could it be that the Tang family's eldest daughter discovered their affair, which is why they divorced?]

That makes sense, that's absolutely right.

Poor Miss Tang, she actually fell for a man like that.

[Family, did anyone know I was eating breakfast when I saw this trending topic and picture? I feel like throwing up my dinner from the night before.]

I understand, because I'm eating it too...

This family situation is absolutely shocking! I just want to know if their parents know about it?

If I were the ancestor of the Duan family, I would definitely lift the lid of my coffin and go after them to claim their lives.

No, this custom did exist in ancient times, but... is it really appropriate for close relatives to do this? I don't understand, I guess I'm just ignorant...

At this moment, the Duan family was in complete chaos.

When Madam Duan learned of this news early in the morning, she fainted and was rushed to the hospital.

Mrs. Duan's eyes rolled back and she fainted in the living room. The family doctor quickly had someone take her to the bedroom.

Duan Xiaoqi, the head of the Duan family, felt his blood pressure rise to his head. When he saw the two people kneeling in the living room, he was even more furious. He kicked Duan Xiangheng and then slapped the crying Duan Zhiwei.

The corner of his mouth was broken.

Duan Zhiwei trembled violently, covering her slapped face and crying even harder, her words barely audible, "Dad... Dad, Dad..."

Duan Xiangheng's face was swollen beyond recognition, and his features were even slightly displaced, which showed that Chen Musheng had used lethal force last night.

"Shut up! What are you crying for!" Duan Xiao pointed at her nose and cursed, "Idiot! Useless trash! If I had known you would ruin the Duan family, I should have strangled you back then!"

Duan Zhiwei had never been cursed like this before, let alone by her father who had always doted on her.

"Dad...no, no."

"No, no, it's all over the news now, and you're still trying to argue with me!" Duan Xiao's face turned bright red with anger.

If he could, he would kill the two of them right now.

Duan Xiangheng remained silent on the side.

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but rather that he couldn't open his mouth at all; it was full of wounds.

At this moment, a maid came in from the door. She was very frightened when she saw the scene, but she still said, "Sir, Mr. Xiang... Mr. Xiang has arrived, and he has brought his lawyer with him."

Xiang Shicheng was Duan Zhiwei's husband.

He is also the heir of the Xiang family.

When Duan Zhiwei married into the family, it was a marriage of convenience. Xiang Shicheng liked her very much, and even though they didn't have children for three years after their marriage, he still went along with it.

But now that this has happened, the Xiang family's arrival is probably to ask for a divorce from Duan Zhiwei.

"Divorce? I don't agree!"

Duan Zhiwei knelt on the ground, crawling on her hands and feet to Xiang Shicheng's feet, clutching his trouser legs tightly, and pleading with tears streaming down her face, "Shicheng, I don't want a divorce, please don't divorce me!"

Xiang Shicheng kicked her to the ground, his eyes filled with disgust and unfamiliarity.

He felt nauseous just thinking about the trending topics he saw today.

No wonder they haven't had children after three years of marriage.

He thought Duan Zhiwei wanted to enjoy a few more years of their life together.

Looking back now, it was probably because of Duan Xiangheng.

Xiang Shicheng felt like a complete fool, having been completely deceived by a woman and willingly serving her every whim.

Not only that, I'm afraid that after sleeping with me, she'll turn around and sleep with...

He couldn't think any further, but his hatred for Duan Zhiwei only deepened.

Duan Zhiwei felt as if the sky had fallen when she saw the man who used to be gentle and kind to her now looking at her with a resentful gaze.

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