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Zhuang Yayun’s eyes were clouded with thick desire, her hands restless…

Her fingers moved with impatient disorder, undoing the buttons of Lin Yi’s white shirt—one, two, three…

Her long legs teased his abdomen…

Until the two finally pulled apart.

Lin Yi gasped for breath, his expression growing increasingly strange.

“Yayun, you’re not yourself tonight…”

Zhuang Yayun extended her slender, jade-white fingers, pressing them against his lips. Her crimson lips parted slightly, her voice dripping with an alluring charm:

“Yi Yi, don’t speak.”

She pressed her body against Lin Yi’s, the heat between them rising uncontrollably, burning and feverish.

Zhuang Yayun’s soft, boneless hand rested on Lin Yi’s firm, pale chest. A moment later, they were lost in an even more fervent kiss…

“Yi Yi…”

“Mmm…”

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Downstairs, in the living room.

Luo Tianyou stared blankly at the ceiling, surrounded by the shattered remains of a computer, broken chairs, and a complete mess—

Like the scene of a woman driven to furious, helpless rage after the person she loved was stolen away by another.

The intermittent moans and heavy breathing echoed relentlessly in Luo Tianyou’s ears…

Because of the installed cameras, tiny holes had been drilled not only in the living room but also in the bedroom and every corner of the ceiling. What was once decently soundproofed concrete had now become as porous as a sieve.

The sounds from above traveled clearly downstairs.

Even if Luo Tianyou covered her ears with her hands, they wouldn’t fade.

“Damn it! Disgusting!!”

“Shameless!!”

Her face flushed, teeth clenched, Luo Tianyou stomped violently on the already shattered computer.

“I thought Lin Yi’s fiancée, at the very least, would be a gentle and demure woman—no matter how ordinary. But she’s just a lustful bitch, never satisfied…”

The moans were like a demon’s whisper, stirring a restless heat in Luo Tianyou’s body, pulling her into delusions, luring her step by step toward depravity.

“No!!”

“I can’t let this go on!!”

“I’m calling Lin Yi!!”

She grabbed her phone and dialed his number.

[No answer]

[No answer]

[No answer]

Tap tap tap…

The sound of rain pattered against the window.

Luo Tianyou’s eyes were now 😭, her silk camisole in disarray. She felt as if her favorite toy had been broken by someone else—like she was wearing a cuckold’s horns.

The humiliation of an NTR scenario from those female-oriented works was playing out in real life. The indignity, the anger—it was too much!

Her cherished fantasy, like a pristine white moonlight, shattered in an instant—like a precious blue-and-white porcelain vase suddenly cracking.

“Damn it!”

“Bastard!!”

Why would you do this to Lin Yi!?

Even if you’re his fiancée, you can’t just do this to him!!

Disgusting! 🦐!!

Luo Tianyou gritted her teeth, her entire body as red as a steamed crab.

In her eyes, true love required tenderness, mutual closeness. Before intimacy, both should bathe—ideally after three days of fasting—then share a warm bath, followed by passionate embraces in the bedroom.

That was real love!

Not whatever shameless thing Lin Yi’s fiancée was doing right now!!

Dizzy with anger, she grabbed her phone again.

Opening her club’s WeChat group, she furiously typed out a message.

“Uh… I’m asking for a friend! If the boy you liked most was with someone else, how would you feel? What would you do?”

“Ah—don’t get the wrong idea, I’m just asking for a friend… I~I’m just asking for a friend.”

Soon,

The group chat exploded with a flood of memes.

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Luo Tianyou: “😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅”

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Red with rage.

Not a single one of them comforted her.

I curse them all to be NTR’d too!!

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Living room.

Lin Yi panted as he ate a plain steamed bun.

He slapped slices of butter and cheese onto it repeatedly.

By the time he finished, only a bun smeared with honey-cheese sauce remained.

He gulped down water in large mouthfuls.

“Let’s go, Yi Yi. We’ll eat out today. I’ll be away on a business trip soon.”

Zhuang Yayun had already dressed, the flush on her face still lingering, making her irresistibly alluring.

“How long will you be gone?”

“If nothing goes wrong, a month.”

“That long? I could take leave from the editorial department and go with you.”

“No need. You have your writing to do every day—it’d be a hassle. I’ll go alone.”

Lin Yi nodded.

If Yayun had decided, there was nothing more to say.

The earlier passion was likely just a pre-trip release.

After getting dressed and taking out a trash bag filled with damp tissues and a used 001,

Zhuang Yayun and Lin Yi arrived at a relatively upscale Western restaurant, ordering two set meals.

Amid the soft music and cozy ambiance, Lin Yi found himself mesmerized by Zhuang Yayun’s sweet smile and tender care. He couldn’t help but feel how precious these moments were.

No matter what, I can’t let Shen Xixi ruin my family.

I need to make things clear with Luo Tianyou—and Shen Xixi. That woman’s obsession has to end.

After dinner,

The city’s neon lights painted the bustling metropolis in reds, yellows, blues, greens, and purples. A silver moon hung in the dark violet sky.

Lin Yi and Zhuang Yayun chose a quieter street, strolling leisurely toward home.

For some reason, even though home wasn’t far—just three traffic lights and a turn away—

The path grew increasingly desolate, leading them down cold, empty roads flanked only by greenery, devoid of any signs of life. It was clearly an undeveloped area.

Zhuang Yayun covered her mouth in surprise as she followed Lin Yi, only now realizing how remote the road had become.

In such an undeveloped place, especially at night when not even cars passed, the rustling of trees and distant tap tap sounds could easily be mistaken for ghosts.

She let out a soft laugh, her eyes trembling with a fleeting, profound glint.

Her delicate weight gradually pressed against Lin Yi’s arm.

What she loved was lifting her hips thirty centimeters, then letting them drop in freefall—savoring that sensation of low-altitude descent.

Indescribable.

If only it could always be like this.

But…

Yi Yi, I was fired. I have no job now.

My family came to threaten me.

I have to do something.

No one gets to threaten me. No one changes me.

Zhuang Yayun lowered her head, smiling. Her gentle gaze now carried an icy chill.

Yi Yi, you’ll always be mine.

You’ll always obey me.