The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Song Yunxi's voice came from the dressing room. He took out a dark black haute couture suit from the wardrobe, his fingertips gliding over the exquisite dark-patterned fabric.

Shen Chonglu sat in the same spot, half of his body sunk into the shadow of the edge of the bed.

The morning sun at 9:30 wasn't glaring, but it clearly illuminated the bloodshot veins in the man's eyes. He clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly, his nails almost digging into the soft flesh of his palms, causing a dull ache.

He understood the warning in Song Yunqi's words, but he didn't want the other party to see his resentment and embarrassment, so he could only suppress his anger.

"I understand, Mr. Song."

Shen Chonglu took a deep breath, raised his head, and stared intently at Song Yunqi.

"From now on, I will work diligently at the company and compete fairly with Zhou Cheng for the position of your assistant."

"I will absolutely not step into the president's office without your permission. I also promise that I will never again disturb President Song's private life like before."

"I will absolutely not do anything out of line unless you agree."

It was clearly the perfect answer in Song Yunqi's mind, but she found it inexplicably jarring.

His fingers, which were fastening the buttons, paused slightly. He turned his head and looked at Shen Chonglu through the mirror in the dressing room.

The man had already begun bending down to pick up his clothes from the ground, putting them on his muscular body, which was covered in scratches. The open collar was askew, revealing an indescribable sense of dejection and despondency.

"Assistant Shen, remember what you said today."

Song Yunqi calmly withdrew her gaze.

Actually, he didn't think Shen Chonglu would really behave as he promised. After all, the guy had some complaints about terminating the contract and was indeed aggrieved.

In fact, even if he hadn't run into Shen Chonglu at the bar yesterday, he would still have found an excuse to dump him.

What Shen Chonglu thinks is not important.

As long as the other party doesn't actively seek out the two wolves of the Lu family, once tonight's engagement banquet is over and the situation is settled, this kid will naturally back down after a few more setbacks at the company and return to the world he was originally meant to be in.

This is not just a severance, but also the kind of benevolent protection I can offer him.

Ten minutes later, Song Yunxi was fully dressed.

The black haute couture suit made him appear even taller and more aloof. The hidden buttons at the collar were fastened meticulously, securely positioned below his Adam's apple, completely sealing off the chaos and stickiness of the previous night.

He put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, deliberately concealing the slightly bluish under-eyes, casually instructing Shen Chonglu to finish packing and leave quickly, and then walked straight away.

After Song Yunxi left, Shen Chonglu stayed in the room for a few more minutes until he could no longer hear footsteps before he forced a sinister smile onto his face.

Obedience? Those two words were never in his vocabulary.

Song Yunxi was being incredibly naive to think she could get rid of him with a few cold words and a penalty for breach of contract. Although her path of pretending to be a male prostitute to pursue him was a dead end, it didn't matter; there was always another day.

……

At 10:15 a.m., the black Maybach slowly drove into the Lu family manor.

Perhaps because most of the guests tonight are from wealthy families in Beijing, Lu Qingyuan has arranged for a lot of bodyguards to patrol the area, and servants have started decorating the venue early to create a romantic and warm engagement atmosphere as requested.

Song Yunxi raised her hand and tugged at the high collar of her dress, trying her best to suppress the lingering irritation in her heart.

Tonight is the engagement banquet, and he has to be on his best to deal with those two troublesome guys, the Lu father and son.

However, just as they stepped onto the steps of the main hall, a tall, gloomy figure turned out from the side corridor.

It is Lu Jinci.

The man was wearing a loose black silk bathrobe, and it was clear that he had seen his car return from inside the room and had come out specifically to ambush him.

The wound on his forehead, inflicted by Song Yunqi with an ashtray, had already been treated. Now, with a conspicuous white gauze covering it, he stood coldly against the light, like a vengeful ghost that haunts you wherever you go.

Song Yunqi cursed inwardly, but didn't stop walking.

"Where did you go?"

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Lu Jinci took a step forward and blocked his way. He reeked of alcohol and looked like he was there to interrogate someone.

Song Yunxi didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, and simply turned to walk past him, her voice as cold as ice: "Get out of the way."

"I'm asking you where you went last night!"

Lu Jinci's voice suddenly rose, and he abruptly reached out and grabbed Song Yunqi's wrist. The man's palm was exceptionally rough and dry from years of holding a gun, and the force was so great that it almost crushed the wrist bone.

Song Yunqi paused, then finally turned her face around.

He glared at Lu Jinci through his glasses, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

He didn't even bother with an extra explanation, simply raising his chin slightly and uttering a few words: "Young Master Lu, don't act like a mad beast, biting people indiscriminately. I don't seem to have any obligation to report to you where I go."

"No obligation?"

Lu Jinci laughed in anger, grabbing Song Yunqi's wrist and slamming her against a pillar. Song Yunqi was caught off guard by his sudden attack, her body squeezed between his hard chest and the concrete.

The distance between the two suddenly closed.

Lu Jinci received elite education from a young age and was secretly trained and cultivated. All five senses are extremely sharp, and his sense of smell is extraordinary.

Just as Song Yunqi bumped into him, he sniffed and almost immediately detected an extremely subtle, sweet and fishy smell amidst the cool, sophisticated men's fragrance.

That was a special signal left on the skin after lovemaking. Even though Song Yunxi had taken a bath and sprayed perfume, she couldn't hide it from a vicious wolf who was extremely sensitive to smells.

Lu Jinci's face turned ashen in an instant, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

"Song Yunqi!"

He suddenly raised his other hand and roughly tore open the collar of the other man's tuxedo.

Although Song Yunqi had deliberately chosen a high-necked dress today, her long, slender neck, which had been completely covered, was still revealed under the man's strong tugging.

Around her collarbone were patches of bluish-purple hickeys that hadn't completely faded, brazenly exposed to the morning sunlight.

Those marks on Song Yunqi's porcelain-white skin looked particularly pitiful, yet they resembled evidence of adultery, carrying an ambiguous and provocative meaning.

The servants in the hall were so frightened that they immediately lowered their heads, afraid of seeing something they shouldn't have, and retreated like the tide.

"F**k!"

Lu Jinci stared intently at the red mark, his eyes burning crimson in an instant.

He tightened his grip on Song Yunqi's neck, almost snapping the fragile cervical vertebrae, his voice brimming with a violent, savage energy:

"You've been cheating on me again?!"

"Who is it? That gigolo Shen Chonglu, or that pretty boy Meng Zhaoyuan?! Do you think I'm a dead man?! We're about to get engaged and you're still messing around, are you that desperate for a man?!"