After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

Sensing danger, I instinctively tried to struggle, but he restrained my arm from behind.

He grabbed me tightly and slammed me onto the sofa. I slumped down, looking rather disheveled, my mind completely blank. "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing my words, Fu Xinyi sneered, bent down slightly, and leaned closer to my face. "Don't you know what you've done? You think that just because Xu Qing is backing you up, I can't do anything to you?"

It seems the jewelry exhibition incident caused him a great loss of face; no wonder he was so angry.

I looked up and met your gaze with the same coldness. "This is just the beginning. Do you think that just because you're engaged to me and have become my fiancé, you can make me obey you like a dog?"

The thought that Ge Zeyu's body has still not been found makes me want to tear him apart.

"You're right, I've found a backer now, and I'm going to fight you to the death."

Fu Xinyi's face was gloomy, and his eyes slowly turned bloodshot. He reached out and grabbed my neck. The intense feeling of suffocation made me instinctively struggle.

The air was sucked out of my lungs, and I felt a sharp pain in my throat. My mind went completely blank, and I felt my strength to struggle getting weaker and weaker.

I suddenly felt that giving up like this might be a good thing. If Fu Xinyi killed me, he would easily get into trouble. He would become a murderer who could only live in the dark. I would have avenged Ge Zeyu.

But I felt a sense of resentment. I had finally been given a second chance at life, only to die at his hands in the end.

Just as I gave up struggling, Fu Xinyi suddenly let go.

A large amount of air rushed in from outside, and I took a deep breath. At the same time, the stinging sensation became even stronger, and I couldn't help but cough.

I felt like I was coughing my lungs out, and I was curled up on the ground feeling terrible. Before I could even feel better, Fu Xinyi suddenly grabbed my arm, pressed me down on the sofa, and started to take off my clothes.

"Jiang Wanying, you're my woman, yet you're cheating on me right in front of me. Aren't you going against me all because of Ge Zeyu, whom you're so obsessed with?"

"You two want to be together, but I won't allow it. You're thinking of him, but I'll make sure I get you."

His tone was sinister and obsessive, and I involuntarily shuddered. At the same time, I realized what he wanted to do, and I struggled desperately.

"Let me go! Every single second I spend with you makes me feel nauseous. Stop trying to control me!"

I wanted to escape, and the touch of his fingers only made me feel more disgusted. But the difference in strength between men and women was too great. I had only turned around and crawled a few steps when he grabbed my leg and dragged me back.

His fingers slowly moved down my neck, the rough and warm touch suddenly igniting a fierce urge within me, and I reached out and hugged his neck.

At that moment, I could clearly feel him freeze for a second, as if he hadn't expected me to throw myself into his arms. Then I bit down hard on his neck.

"Ah!" he cried out in pain, reaching out to grab my hair.

I felt a sharp pain in my scalp. The more it hurt, the less I would let go. Even if it meant going to hell, I would drag Fu Xinyi down with me.

He reached out and grabbed my chin, then slapped me hard twice, making me feel dizzy.

"How dare you bite me! You like Ge Zeyu so much that you still haven't forgotten to remain chaste for him at this point!"

As he spoke, he slowly approached me. I looked around and, before he could grab me, I quickly flipped off the sofa, grabbed the fruit knife from the coffee table, and pointed it at him.

"If you don't want to die, stay away from me! If you come any closer, I don't mind taking you down with me."

Fu Xinyi sneered, reached out and covered his neck, blood slowly seeping from between his fingers, but he seemed not to feel the pain. Instead of stopping, he walked towards me step by step.

"What's with the affectation? I've seen it all before in my past life. Who are you trying to impress with this virtuous and chaste act? Ge Zeyu is dead. Do you think he'll come back to life just by putting on this act?"

"Jiang Wanying, I admire you more and more now. I have experienced a lot since returning to the Fu family. Having a rich young lady like you as my wife is the best thing for me."

He looked at me with a bright light in his eyes. After I paused for a moment, he approached me step by step.

He lowered his voice and said seductively, "You can forgive me for what happened before. I was only tempted by Ge Zeyu, which is why I thought of rebelling against him."

Not only that, he shamelessly brought up our past life, saying, "You loved me so much in your past life and did so many things for me. Now I've figured it out, being with you is good too. We can work together to make the family business bigger and bigger."

"You can be my good wife, and I can help you too. Wouldn't it be nice if we lived together?"

His condescending tone disgusted me. Why should he think that I would still do what he says now?

My back was pressed against the wall, and I had nowhere left to retreat. I loosened my grip slightly, then tightened my grip on the fruit knife even more firmly.

"The only one who is worthy of you is Bian Jiahui. One is a heartless wolf, and the other is an ingrate. The two of you are a perfect match. Don't mention the past to me, and especially don't mention the previous life. I was blind to know that."

Hearing my words, his face darkened, and the smile in his eyes disappeared. "I think you're going to refuse a toast only to suffer the consequences."

After saying that, he rushed up to me. I quickly waved my hand at him, but he dodged the fruit knife in a few moves. Then he took the opportunity to grab my wrist and slammed it hard against the wall twice.

The pain, combined with the effects on my nerves, made me unconsciously loosen my grip, and the fruit knife fell to the ground. His face suddenly loomed large in front of me, his warm breath spraying onto my neck, followed by one kiss after another.

With a tearing sound, my shirt was ripped open, and the buttons popped off one by one.

Just when I was in despair, I felt Fu Xinyi's movements suddenly stop, and then he slowly slid down in front of me.

When he fell to the ground, I was still in a daze until a coat was draped over my shoulders. The familiar, warm scent enveloped me, and I finally came to my senses in disbelief.

Looking at the familiar face in front of me, I couldn't help but call out his name, "Ge Zeyu, is it really you?"