Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

"Chen Jianjun! Ask yourself honestly!"

"You were the one who begged me to divorce my wife and be with you on your knees! Now you're making me beg him for some worthless department head position?"

"What kind of man do you think you are!"

The night wind blew in from the alleyway of the residential area, and Li Ying staggered back two steps.

"I'm not going!"

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she gripped her bag tightly with both hands.

Chen Jianjun took out his car keys, shook them in his hand, and then spoke up in a fit of anger.

"Do you think I want you to bow down?"

"Li Ying, have you gone crazy from having such a good time these past few days?"

Chen Jianjun stepped forward, getting close to her face.

"If it weren't for this family, would I be begging like a grandson?"

"Without me, what will you use to go to the beauty salon? What will you use to have afternoon tea with those rich ladies?"

Li Ying gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling.

"That was your own choice! Now that you've caused trouble, you're pushing me out to bow down to that good-for-nothing?"

"waste?"

Chen Jianjun looked as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, his facial muscles twitching with anxiety.

"If he doesn't agree, I'm finished!"

He lowered his voice, his tone seductive.

"Go in there and say a few kind words, and once I'm officially hired, you'll be making a fortune in the workshop. You're still his ex-wife, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?"

Li Ying looked at this man who usually doted on her.

That face, ugly from greed, made her feel a strong sense of nausea.

"I'll wait for you in the car."

Chen Jianjun didn't bother with any nonsense, opened the car door and climbed into the driver's seat.

Li Ying stood there all alone.

A profound sense of regret gnawed at her heart.

If she had known this would happen, she would never have divorced Lin Dawei so easily.

But now she has nowhere to retreat. Having grown accustomed to a life of luxury, she simply cannot afford the price of falling back to the bottom.

Our escape route is cut off.

Li Ying gritted her teeth, turned around and walked towards the stairwell in her high heels.

Tap, tap, tap.

With each step she took upwards, Li Ying felt as if a piece of her dignity was being torn apart.

I finally made it to the third floor.

Li Ying stood in front of the security door, her hands and feet trembling, just about to raise her hand to knock.

The security door opposite creaked open a crack.

Tang Xiu poked half her head out, her watery eyes filled with curiosity.

Li Ying was filled with humiliation and had nowhere to vent it when she turned her head and met the gaze of this woman from the lower class.

"What are you looking at?"

Li Ying suppressed her anger and cursed out loud.

"You shameless thing to be eavesdropping through the door in the middle of the night!"

Tang Xiu was startled and trembled, clutching the hem of her clothes helplessly.

"Shameless vixen!"

Li Ying spat fiercely, venting all the anger she had suffered at Chen Jianjun's hands.

Tang Xiu, like a startled rabbit, slammed the door shut.

The hallway fell silent once more.

Li Ying took a deep breath in frustration.

She then realized that Lin Dawei's door was not locked at all; the security door was ajar with a crack.

They were waiting for her to come to them.

Lin Dawei was sitting on the sofa smoking.

His white shirt sleeves were rolled up, and his strong forearm muscles looked powerful under the light.

He didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard the noise.

Li Ying gripped the bag strap tightly, standing in the center of the living room, her inherent sense of superiority still stubbornly clinging to her.

"Lin Dawei".

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound steady.

"Jianjun's attitude downstairs was indeed bad just now, I apologize to you on his behalf."

"We were husband and wife before, can't we just let this go?"

She considered this to be a huge concession.

Lin Dawei exhaled a cloud of smoke and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Do you usually just stand there begging people?"

Li Ying's face stiffened, and her lightly made-up face instantly turned bright red.

"I'm trying to reason with you nicely, don't push your luck!"

"Li Ying, haven't you realized the current situation?"

"Everything you eat, wear, and use now is provided for you by that piece of trash Chen Jianjun."

He leaned forward slightly, exuding a tremendous sense of pressure.

"With just one word from me, he'll be finished tomorrow, and you'll be finished too."

Li Ying's face instantly lost all color, her eyes filled with resentment.

"If you're going to admit your mistake, you should do it in a proper way."

"Kneel down."

Just two words, yet they weighed on Li Ying's shoulders like a mountain.

Li Ying trembled, and her inner resistance made her take half a step back.

"Lin Dawei, don't push your luck!"

"The door's unlocked, you can get out."

Lin Dawei took a half step back, leaned back on the sofa, and didn't look at her again.

The air freezes.

The life she was so proud of was entirely up to Lin Dawei's whim.

My legs felt like they'd been drained of all their strength, and my knees slowly bent.

thump.

She knelt upright on the rough cement floor, her designer bag lying to the side, covered in dust.

"Dawei, I was wrong."

Tears finally broke free, shattering on the floor tiles.

Lin Dawei looked at her coldly.

"Not sincere enough."

He pointed to Li Ying's silk shirt with his finger.

"Take off those clothes that are an eyesore on you."

"Kneel down again."

Li Ying suddenly raised her head, her face filled with shock.

"You want me to take my clothes off?"

Her voice was trembling, and her lips were bleeding from being bitten.

"Do you think you still have the right to negotiate with me?"

Lin Dawei's eyes were cold, showing no trace of the affection they once shared.

Li Ying bit her lip until it bled, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

There was no way out for me.

Trembling fingers slowly touched the buttons of the silk shirt.

One, two.

Exquisite fabric slid down her fair shoulders, followed by a pair of high-waisted wide-leg trousers.

She crossed her arms over her chest, wearing only two thin undergarments.

Li Ying closed her eyes in humiliation and knelt on the ground again.

"I'm sorry... Lin Dawei, I really know I was wrong."

Suppressed sobs echoed in the living room.

This complete surrender, abandoning all dignity, ignited a fire in Lin Dawei's eyes.

He stood up, grabbed Li Ying's hair, and roughly pulled her up from the ground!

"what!"

Li Ying cried out in pain and looked up.

Lin Dawei raised his large palm.

Pia!

A slap landed squarely on her backside.

Li Ying screamed, and a bright red handprint instantly appeared on her fair skin.

An overwhelming sense of shame surged through her, nearly causing her to faint on the spot.

Before she could catch her breath, Lin Dawei pressed down on the back of her neck and pinned her hands to the back of the sofa.

Some people need her to adopt an optimistic attitude before they can recognize their mistakes.

Li Ying is one of them.

Lin Dawei is going back to his old ways today.

The old sofa began to creak under the strain.

Li Ying gripped the sofa tightly, biting her lip, her tears ruining her makeup.

She had thought it was just a punishment and torment.

But gradually, the situation got out of control.

The system entry for Cupid's Bird Ring was quietly taking effect.

There is often a sense of disconnect between the past and the present; the past is empty, while the present is fulfilling.

The feeling of the future is unknown; the next second may be emptiness or fulfillment—it's the future that makes people look forward to it.

She is looking forward to the future.

Amidst Li Ying's cries, a hint of seductive tone began to creep in, a tone that even she herself found shameful.

"No... I can't take it anymore..."

Images from the past flashed uncontrollably through her mind.

How did my timid ex-husband, who never dared to speak loudly, become like this?

Lin Dawei used to finish in just a few minutes, leaving her feeling only annoyed and disgusted.

But this man is so powerful that he wants to tear her apart and devour her whole!

Overwhelmed by a mixture of intense pleasure and shame.

"Dawei...Lin Dawei..."

She burst into tears, gripping the edge of the sofa tightly with both hands.

The body feels and sways in the present, while the mind has returned to the past and is nostalgic.

She regretted it!

She really regretted it!

She actually lost a real man who was so strong that he made her weak all over for Chen Jianjun, that weak, selfish, and hypocritical little man!

This power, this confidence that dazzled her, should have always belonged to her!

As Lin Dawei listened to her weak, whimpering voice, he tightened his grip on her hip bone again.

His expression became even wilder.

"Cry louder."

Lin Dawei whispered in her ear, his voice cold and devoid of any pity.

Just as Li Ying was so stunned by the "duang" that she lost her senses and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The phone suddenly vibrated inside the designer bag that had fallen to the ground.

Lin Dawei reached out with his long arm and grabbed the phone.

The screen flashed four large characters: Husband.

Lin Dawei smirked maliciously, pressed the speakerphone button, and held the phone to Li Ying's ear.

"Yingying, why aren't you downstairs yet? Is everything done?"