7 Chapter 7: Despicable Means_1

Jian Yukuo arrived at Qingzhou late at night.

His family ordered him to come here purposely to pass a message to his uncle.

Knowing that Wen Sheng would also be in Qingzhou on a business trip, he took this opportunity to discuss things with her. It wouldn't delay him much anyway.

He had already made it clear yesterday: Xun Ke was just a plaything. They were using each other for their needs. He would never marry a country girl like Xun Ke, who had worked hard for years in the mountains, into the Jian family.

As long as Wen Sheng was willing to forgive him, the position of Mrs. Jian would still be hers.

Throughout history, aren't men always prone to making mistakes? The grass is always greener on the other side. Xun Ke was proactive and enthusiastic. How could he resist when she threw herself at him? He only made a mistake that any man in the world would make. After all, wasn't Wen Sheng to blame for keeping things so reserved even after a year of dating him?

Wen Sheng always believed in breaking up amicably without dragging things out.

But Jian Yukuo said she left something in his place and he would deliver it to her. Since they broke up amicably, they shouldn't cut off all contact as if they were enemies.

She thought it was Jian Yukuo knocking at the door, that's why she wasn't on guard earlier.

At that moment, Wen Sheng was unable to respond to Jian Yukuo because her mouth had been covered by Fu Yanlin.

Jian Yukuo didn't receive any response, so he knocked on the door again.

Still no response.

But the noises he had heard and the light seeping out from under the door clearly indicated someone was inside.

Jian Yukuo stood at the door for a few minutes, his patience gradually eroding. Frustrated, he pounded on the door, "Wen Sheng, you're being unreasonable. You agreed to talk, and now you pull this stunt on me? Are you trying to test my patience? Enough is enough!"

"... " Wen Sheng tried her best not to make a sound, but Fu Yanlin was being too much, getting closer to her neck and releasing his warm breath, which felt both tingling and numbing. He was intentionally being spiteful and his actions became more malicious knowing someone was outside.

Wen Sheng couldn't help but let out a groan.

The hotel's door was not soundproof. Jian Yukuo was about to leave when he heard that sound.

He was not stupid, he knew exactly what that sound implied and could guess what was happening inside the room!

Jian Yukuo glanced suspiciously at the room number and looked annoyed.

Did he get the wrong room?

The sound he heard earlier didn't seem like Wen Sheng's.

Not only Jian Yukuo didn't recognize Wen Sheng's voice, Wen Sheng herself was surprised. Her voice was unexpectedly soft and full of a whimper, evoking waves of emotion in anyone who heard it.

Jian Yukuo cursed under his breath, thinking that Wen Sheng had given him the wrong room number, and he immediately pulled out his phone to call her.

The next moment, a sudden ringtone echoed abruptly in the room.

Jian Yukuo had only walked a couple of steps away when he heard the ringtone. He froze, then turned around slowly, staring dumbfounded at the door. His face turned pale.

Wen Sheng's heart sank.

Although she had broken up with Jian Yukuo and he had no right to interfere with whom she was with, Wen Sheng felt extremely embarrassed to have been discovered in such a scenario by Jian Yukuo.

However, the initiator was gloating. As Jian Yukuo was angrily kicking the door, Fu Yanlin deliberately made noise.

He purposely let people outside know that there was someone in Wen Sheng's room. And they were engaging in the most intimate act—something Jian Yukuo had never done with her in their one and a half-year relationship.

Jian Yukuo was soon dragged away by the hotel staff as he was loudly swearing and kicking the door, claiming his girlfriend was in the room, and he needed to go in and catch the man.(a).

But the hotel wouldn't let him wreak havoc. Fortunately, he had a room upstairs, so he had no choice but to return to his room dejectedly.

In the room, Wen Sheng felt like all her strength had been drained.

It was only after Fu Yanlin had his fill that he finally let go of her. His dark eyes were filled with satisfaction.

Wen Sheng was furious and slapped Fu Yanlin hard across the face. But her slap was weak, lacking strength.

Yes, last night was consensual, but now it wasn't. If he wanted to behave like a scoundrel, he deserved to be hit.

"Hit me harder." Fu Yanlin half-joked.

He noticed Wen Sheng maintaining a stern face, behaving a bit unusually, like an angry hedgehog—it seemed he had crossed the line earlier.

Fu Yanlin's tongue playfully licked where he was slapped and he reached out to hold her arm.

Wen Sheng looked at him coldly, "Get lost."