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

Song Yunqi's turbulent thoughts were pulled back by this question.

Looking down at the black head wrapped around her lap, her long eyelashes concealed the complex emotions flickering in her eyes.

After a while, she reached out and straightened the hem of her pajamas that had been pulled up, and then gave Shen Chonglu's hard shoulder a push.

"Let go, this is none of your business."

The man seemed not to understand. Instead of letting go, he moved forward further while kneeling, resting most of his weight on Song Yunqi's knees.

"I won't let go."

Shen Chonglu raised his head, his dark eyes flashing with a sharp light.

He no longer concealed his brilliance; the confidence of the richest man's only son was on full display at this moment.

"You still haven't answered my question. Why did Lu Jinci drug you? What did he do to you at the old house?"

Since the two are already engaged, whatever happens is just a natural consequence. Why would Lu Jinci need to drug them?

Song Yunqi couldn't move her legs, so she simply gave up struggling.

He slumped back onto the soft sofa back, his phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, reverting to his usual aloof and indifferent demeanor.

"Young Master Shen, the Lu family's internal affairs are none of an outsider's business."

"outsider?"

Upon hearing those two words, Shen Chonglu was immediately startled.

He freed one hand and provocatively gripped Song Yunqi's delicate ankle, his rough calloused thumb gently rubbing against her skin, a sensation both arousing and unrestrained, bringing a tingling itch.

"You weren't like this last night. Using something and then throwing it away, isn't that incredibly heartless?"

Song Yunxi's brows were tightly furrowed, and the strange sensation coming from her ankle made her restless.

He turned his head away in a huff, looking towards the French windows, refusing to say a word more.

The humiliation and suppression he suffered in the Lu family were the deepest and worst wounds of his life, and he could not easily reveal them all to an outsider, even if they had done everything intimate between them.

However, Song Yunqi's resistant and forbearing attitude gradually took on a different meaning in Shen Chonglu's eyes.

He squinted.

Since Lu Jinci drugged Song Yunqi in an attempt to force her into marriage, forcing Song Yunqi to flee here in the dead of night to avoid trouble, it means that Lu Jinci has not succeeded so far.

Shen Chonglu's mind raced.

It seems that Song Yunqi and Lu Jinci are not a loving and sweet engaged couple at all, at least not at the moment.

This was a marriage where everyone had their own agenda. Song Yunqi was extremely wary of Lu Jinci, and could even be described as disgusted by him.

Thinking of this, Shen Chonglu felt an overwhelming surge of joy.

Great, this greatly increases my chances of successfully poaching someone from another company.

He still has plenty of opportunities.

That idiot Lu Jinci, guarding this precious girl for over twenty years, couldn't even keep her heart. Instead, he used the most despicable means to push her further and further away.

Gee tut.

That's really useless. If it were me, I might not even be married by now.

"Since you won't tell me, I'll find out myself."

Shen Chonglu persisted, his tall frame pressing forward to bring the two of them so close that they could almost hear each other's breath.

He pouted and lightly pecked Song Yunqi's rosy lower lip, his voice low and resolute: "The Lu family can indeed control everything in Beijing, but my Shen family can chop off that controlling hand."

Song Yunqi was somewhat annoyed by Shen Chonglu's behavior. She raised the back of her hand and fiercely wiped her lips, coldly warning him:

"You're too green. Don't risk your life for petty favors."

"Who said it was for petty grudges?"

Shen Chonglu leaned closer, one hand on the armrest of the sofa. As he moved, Song Yunqi involuntarily shrank into the corner of the sofa.

"Yunqi, look at me."

Shen Chonglu's smile vanished, his dark eyes as still as a stagnant pool, yet burning with two inextinguishable flames: "If you want to annul the engagement with the Lu family, I am the best weapon."

She paused, then pinched the young man's waist with her fingertips.

"I'll do anything you ask, like... how about killing him?"

Song Yunqi stared blankly at Shen Chonglu.

The young man before me still bore the languor of last night's pleasure, but the brutality and arrogance inherent in him as a top-tier leader were already fully revealed.

He's a madman, just like the father and son in the Lu family—a complete madman.

But strangely enough, the madman's gaze was devoid of any nauseating, sticky scrutiny; his eyes were too clean, containing only the purest, most intense desire and love.

Song Yunxi's heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly looked away and kicked at it.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Shen Chonglu wasn't annoyed by the kick. Instead, he grabbed the man's ankle and squeezed it in his hand until he was kicked again before he stood up, satisfied.

"Okay."

He slowly stretched, his 1.9-meter-tall, imposing body stretching out in the living room, the scratches on his back shimmering in the light and shadow, exuding wildness and swagger.

"Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."

With a sly, mischievous grin on his lips, he tied an apron around his waist as he walked toward the kitchen.

Song Yunqi's tense back slumped slightly, and she sank weakly into the sofa.

The ankle still seemed to retain the warmth from being rubbed, like a fire that couldn't be shaken off, burning all the way up the skin to the heart.

He raised his hand and wiped his lower lip again in a fit of anger, but the more he wiped, the hotter the spot where he had been pecked and kissed became.

Shen family.

Shen Chuanbin's only son.

Song Yunqi closed her eyes, rubbing her throbbing temples, feeling quite a headache.

Despite all the planning, no one expected that the person they had provoked on a whim would have such a powerful background that they could cause a major upheaval in most of Beijing.

Originally, they thought Shen Chonglu was just a wolf cub with sharp claws and teeth, but who would have thought that he was not a wolf cub at all, but a dragon crossing the river with hidden fangs.

But this dragon crossing the river stubbornly remembered him for sixteen years.

Song Yunqi disliked Lu Jinci and Shen Chonglu, but both were extremely difficult to deal with, leaving him caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Damn it..."

He muttered a curse under his breath, his tone revealing a helplessness he himself was unaware of. The side effects of the pills seemed to be kicking in, and he felt drowsy and uncomfortable, so he simply went back to his bedroom to catch up on sleep.

Half an hour later, Shen Chonglu pushed open the door to the master bedroom with his elbow.

He was holding a wooden tray in his hand.

On the tray were two bowls of freshly cooked white porridge, steaming hot, and next to them were two poached eggs with golden-brown, crispy edges and runny yolks inside.

No soy sauce was drizzled on it, just a little bit of fine salt was sprinkled on top.

"It's not advisable to consume overly oily foods on an empty stomach."

Shen Chonglu walked over on his own, placed the tray on the bedside table, and carefully squatted down by the bed to call Song Yunqi to get up.

"Have a couple of bites first, then you can have a proper lunch later."

Song Yunqi's stomach was indeed very empty. She rubbed her eyes to wake herself up, picked up the bowl, and took a big gulp of warm water.

Looking at his obedient appearance, Shen Chonglu smiled and pressed on, unwilling to give up:

"Yunqi, do you really not need me to take action against the Lu family? If you just give the nod, the Shen family can cut off the Lu family's overseas supply chain for the next six months at any time, or simply hire a few assassins to take them out."

"If you think it's too dirty, I can do it myself."