lcionline Chapter 3 She is incredibly charming
Chapter 3 She is incredibly charming
If he loves her, even if she is a weed, he will feel that she has a strong will to live.
If there is no love, even her most alluring blue rose will fade.
Sheng Li no longer loves her.
No, it's that I never loved her.
It's okay.
Anyway, it was going to end between her and him, and with that thought, Wen Shuyi's resentment wasn't so strong anymore.
I'm tired.
Wen Shuyi turned and left, giving an irrelevant answer.
Look up.
She saw Sheng Tingwang walking towards her.
Years ago, when Sheng Tingwang was on a mission abroad, he injured his leg, and that cold, silver metal cane became his standard equipment.
Sunlight fell on the cane, and the reflected light fell directly into Wen Shuyi's eyes.
A golden halo enveloped the man's tall, slender figure.
He doesn't usually come to the main house.
How...
In an instant.
She hesitated, unsure whether to put her foot down or take it back.
Last night, when she had sex with Sheng Tingwang, she drank a lot of alcohol, but her mind was clearer than ever.
At the height of their passion, she slipped the ring she had prepared for proposing to Sheng Li onto Sheng Tingwang's ring finger.
"Wear my ring, and you're mine."
"Sheng Tingwang, we are husband and wife now."
"Sheng Tingwang, from now on you are only allowed to love me, otherwise you will be impotent for the rest of your life."
She seemed to be hugging Sheng Tingwang's neck, saying a lot of bad things about Sheng Li.
He told her everything about his affair with Shen Xinwan.
"Honey, can you teach him a lesson for me? I want to get revenge on him. I want him to know that betrayal comes at a price."
"Honey, will you say yes?"
Sheng Tingwang was like a mahjong tile, filling up the limited mental space of her brain.
Wen Shuyi also remembered that in the end, she was almost knocked apart by the impact. As for how it ended...
She seems to have fainted.
Wen Shuyi took a deep breath, then another deep breath.
She deliberately lowered her eyes and lowered her head, wanting to slip past him as quickly as possible.
"Where to?"
Sheng Tingwang's voice was deep and magnetic.
It was as if he was reminding Wen Shuyi that they were not strangers.
She was so frightened that her back stiffened, and she obediently called out, "Third Master."
"I heard...you're going to work at Tianjing?"
Wen Shuyi was stunned for a moment.
She thought he was going to bring up what happened last night.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Her desire to work for Tianjing Group was something she had before joining the Sheng family.
I haven't told any members of the Sheng family about it, including Sheng Li.
To be honest, her biggest wish was to marry Sheng Li and become a full-time housewife.
"I just submitted my resume."
Wen Shuyi just received her bachelor's degree this year.
Tianjing is a listed company, while she is from a non-985/211 university. Whether they will even want her is still uncertain.
"Does the Sheng family lack you for food and drink, so you have to show your face in public?"
Sheng Tingwang's words caused Wen Shuyi to frown almost imperceptibly.
The Sheng family is a leading force in the elite circles.
Saving face is more important than anything else.
Being a daughter-in-law in the Sheng family certainly involves a set of rules that are even harder to learn than those in any of the 360 professions.
One of them is not going out to work.
During her two years in the Sheng family, she diligently learned how to be a good daughter-in-law, spending her time either attending school or working as a maid in the Sheng family.
Living a life of routine, going back and forth between two points, more like a cow than a horse.
at the moment.
It's impossible for her and Sheng Li to get married again.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with looking for a job.
"The Sheng family has provided me with enough to eat and drink, but I'm not a member of the Sheng family. Do I think working here isn't breaking any rules?"
This sentence is clearly sarcastic.
The old butler who was standing next to Sheng Tingwang was sweating profusely.
"Miss Wen, how can you speak to Third Master like that?" the butler reprimanded, then turned to Sheng Tingwang to explain, "Miss Wen is usually very docile and obedient, perhaps she's just not in a good mood today and has become a little bolder."
Sheng Tingwang glanced at her coldly and scoffed ambiguously, "She's got some nerve."
Wen Shuyi also pursed his lips.
She looked like a wronged young wife.
Wen Shu also left.
She hadn't taken two steps when Sheng Tingwang caught up with her from behind and stood in front of her. "Come with me."
His tone was commanding.
Wen Shu also had a bad feeling.
He probably wants to settle accounts with her about her sleeping with him.
Wen Shuyi hung her head, wondering whether to pretend to be confused or grit her teeth and admit it, and then negotiate with him.
She remembered clearly last night that Sheng Tingwang had promised her many things.
He followed behind Sheng Tingwang.
The distance was controlled to be neither too far nor too close.
This man was unusually tall.
With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long, straight legs, the cane seemed more like a noble ornament than an aid.
Like power.
Like status.
He easily blocked the sunlight from her head.
Placed in the shadows, she suddenly began to grieve over her pitiful past.
She was adopted by the Wen family at the age of six and lived under their roof.
In name, she is considered a second-generation celebrity, but within the second-generation circle, everyone knows she's an imposter.
In an industry that everyone respects, she didn't enjoy even the slightest bit of benefit.
More often than not, there was ridicule, sarcasm, and excessive caution.
Like the men before her, she was neither legitimate nor had the right to speak properly.
She looked up; this was her second time visiting Sheng Tingwang's room.
Last time it was the bedroom.
This time it's the living room.
The same sense of unfamiliarity.
He took off his coat, revealing a stiff black shirt with a few buttons casually undone at the collar.
A gleaming chain dangled from her collarbone, hanging there with an air of nonchalance.
Wen Shuyi's pupils tightened upon seeing this.
These are her mother's belongings.
How did it end up on Sheng Tingwang's neck?
She remembered.
When she put the ring on his finger, to show her loyalty, she gave Sheng Tingwang her mother's keepsake.
She now somewhat understands the story of the princes being amused by the beacon fires.
above.
"Third Master, could you... give me back this necklace?"
She reached out her hand.
Instead, Sheng Tingwang grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her into his arms. "Why are you trying to snatch me?"
The two were very close together.
So close they breathed each other, so close they were almost intimate.
She could even feel the texture of his muscles beneath his black shirt.
But Wen Shu had no time to attend to that.
"Third Master, please return this chain to me."
When parents pass away.
She was left with only two things.
One is a family photo, and the other is this necklace, which is a keepsake from my mother.
Mimi ruined most of the photos.
She couldn't afford to lose this necklace.
"There's no reason to take back what's been given away." His slender fingers pinched her pointed chin, seemingly dissatisfied. "Last night, you cried and begged me to put it on, and now you want it back? That won't do."
Wen Shuyi really had a brain fart last night.
If it were something else...
She accepted it.
This one won't do.
"Then, can I exchange it?"
Sheng Tingwang's lips curled slightly as he turned the ring on his left ring finger. "This one?"
Wen Shuyi felt utterly ashamed.
Sheng Tingwang's body was burning hot.
Sweat began to bead on her forehead, and her throat felt like it was on fire. "Last night..."
"What? Trying to back out now?"
Wen Shuyi's throat tightened. "Last night, you..."
"Very clear-headed."
"I..." She was now saying she had blacked out, which was clearly a bit of self-deception, her eyes welling up with tears, "...this necklace was my mother's keepsake, so..."