Chapter 408 Pushing the Wheelchair

Si Han pushed the wheelchair forward, intending to explain.

Murong Cheng had completely misunderstood everything...

"Shut up! I don't believe you would hook up with my wife, given our friendship. But from now on, if I see the two of you interacting again, don't blame me for not valuing our brotherhood!"

With that, the man directly hoisted Jiang Shiyu onto his shoulders and strode out.

"Murong Cheng!"

Was this man crazy!

In an instant, Jiang Shiyu felt the world spin. The next moment, she was thrown onto the passenger seat and buckled in. Just as she reached to unfasten the belt, the man got into the car and locked the doors.

"Murong Cheng! You scumbag! It's one thing to have an affair with Su Ziyue, but you want to kill me to silence me! I'm telling you, I..."

Before Jiang Shiyu could finish her tirade, the man suddenly grabbed her face and kissed her.

Jiang Shiyu tried to struggle, but her meager strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly futile in the man's eyes. She was firmly held in his grasp.

The man's powerful arms held her tightly captive.

When the man finally released her, a strand of saliva connected their lips.

Jiang Shiyu fiercely wiped her mouth, "Murong Cheng! You're shameless!"

Her face was flushed from his kiss, her breathing rapid.

In the confined space of the car, the man pinched her cheeks, gazing at her face. After a long moment, he spoke in a voice as cold as ice.

"Jiang Shiyu, you are my woman. I feel like someone is stealing from me even if they just touch you!"

Jiang Shiyu gasped.

She looked up at the man before her.

It was as if she were meeting him for the first time.

Murong Cheng had always been gentle with her. Ever since Si Han appeared, this man had become increasingly unreasonable and domineering.

"Where is Su Ziyue? Is Su Ziyue also your woman? Is she also..."

Jiang Shiyu, unable to restrain herself, wanted to continue, but the man's gaze was as if he could devour her.

Jiang Shiyu shivered.

Murong Cheng had been very busy lately and hadn't touched her for a long time.

The thought of the man's formidable prowess sent a chill down her spine!

She obediently shut her mouth, sat properly, and dared not cause any more trouble.

The man retracted his gaze with satisfaction and started the engine.

It was late when they returned to Jingyuan. Jiang Shiyu took a bath and came out. Murong Cheng had made porridge. Jiang Shiyu drank half a bowl and felt something was not right.

Strange, why was her body getting hotter and hotter.

It must be because she had just bathed and drunk hot porridge.

Thinking so, Jiang Shiyu took off her bathrobe, revealing a thin inner garment.

The man was still upstairs taking a shower.

Jiang Shiyu quickly finished her porridge and hurried back to her room.

The room was not air-conditioned, yet she was sweating profusely and felt thirsty.

Jiang Shiyu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She threw off the covers and got up, going downstairs to pour herself a glass of water.

Before she could finish drinking, a warm body embraced her from behind.

The man's scent pressed down on her.

Jiang Shiyu's hand trembled, and the entire glass of water hit the table with a loud clatter.

"Rong... Murong Cheng... Don't do this!"

Strangely, the man's closeness made her feel no resistance.

The heat in her body actually felt a little more comfortable.

"Hmm? Do what?" The pressure he had been under for some time had no outlet, and today this foolish woman had successfully ignited the flames within him.

"You... you're despicable!"

That bowl of porridge must have been tampered with!

Jiang Shiyu never imagined that Murong Cheng would do something like this to her.

When had this man become so cunning and deep?

Or had this man been playing the fool to catch the tiger all along in front of her?

Jiang Shiyu pushed the man away and stumbled upstairs.

The man wasn't in a hurry, following leisurely behind.

As soon as Jiang Shiyu collapsed onto the bed, the man followed, locking the door...

The room was shrouded in darkness, so dark she couldn't see her hand in front of her face.

The man leaned down and kissed her.

Jiang Shiyu finally melted like a ball of cotton in the man's arms, slowly dissolving.

The next day, Jiang Shiyu turned over, her body aching all over. She opened her eyes; the bedside was empty, and everything from last night felt like a dream.

Damn it.

Jiang Shiyu cursed inwardly and managed to sit up with the support of the bed.

What was this man made of?

He was busy with state affairs every day, yet he could still be so vigorous.

Her legs felt like they were about to break.

When Jiang Shiyu went downstairs, only the aunt was preparing breakfast.

The aunt saw the hickey on Jiang Shiyu's neck and smiled shyly, teasing, "The master and madam have finally reconciled. Indeed, couples quarrel and make up in bed..."

Jiang Shiyu blushed, "Auntie, what nonsense are you talking about."

Before she could eat breakfast, someone knocked on the door.

Jiang Shiyu opened the door and saw Su Ziyue. She curled her lips, "You came so early. My husband has already gone to work. Miss Su, you're late."

Su Ziyue's face turned several shades paler upon seeing the red marks on Jiang Shiyu's neck.

"You last night..."

"What about last night?"

Jiang Shiyu smiled faintly at Su Ziyue.

That smile was extremely provocative. She was asking the obvious!

Su Ziyue suppressed the jealousy in her heart, "I was presumptuous. Many years ago, I also did such things with Acheng, which is how Ruoruo and Cheche came to be. I hope Mrs. Gu will give birth to her own children soon."

"Yes, it's a pity. If only Cheche were my child, then he wouldn't be pointed at now, nor would people say I'm a stepmother and that Cheche is a child without a mother. Now that you're back and Cheche has been taken care of, I can finally rest easy."

Jiang Shiyu said this while staring at Su Ziyue, her lips moving, a smile of pure delight on her face.

"Miss Su, don't you agree? But Miss Su, don't stay unmarried forever for the sake of your children. After all, women still need marriage. Even if you can't find another Murong Cheng, you can find someone similar. Shall I introduce you to someone?"

Su Ziyue almost couldn't help but step forward and slap Jiang Shiyu.

This woman was too arrogant!

She was humiliating her like this!

Su Ziyue was so angry her hair was trembling, but she forced herself to remain calm, not letting any hint of anger show.

Go ahead and be arrogant, Jiang Shiyu. I'll see how long you can remain so boastful!

Su Ziyue forced a smile, "No, thank you for your kindness. I just came to tell Acheng that I'll pick up Cheche tonight. Cheche said he misses his father and asked Acheng to come home tonight to have dinner with the child. I was just worried you'd be bored eating alone at home. If you don't mind, you can come and have dinner with our family!"