Zhou Wanning was kissed until she was breathless, lying limply in his embrace.
He had been caressing her for a while, and Zhou Wanning’s face flushed repeatedly.
She wanted to push his hand away, but she knew he was angry.
So her resisting hands could only clutch the front of his shirt.
“Come back with me tonight.” It was not a question but a command.
Zhou Wanning bit her lip to keep from moaning, her words barely coherent, “No, I can’t. I have to take care of my dad.”
“I hired a nurse.”
“That still won’t do.”
“There’s nothing that won’t do.” His tone was forceful, leaving no room for argument.
Zhou Wanning pushed against his hand, “Be reasonable. That’s my dad. How can I just leave him?”
Precisely because it was her dad, he had arranged for a hospital room, doctors, and even a nurse.
But even if it were his own father, it wouldn’t matter—she couldn’t stay alone with him.
“The nurse is more professional than you.”
“I already promised my dad I’d stay. How can I leave halfway now?”
“Figure it out yourself. If you can’t, I’ll go up and tell him myself.”
A blatant threat.
Zhou Wanning felt utterly powerless. Even taking care of her own father required his permission.
She struggled to push him away, “Lu Jinzhou, don’t go too far. At worst, it’ll be a lose-lose situation.”
She straightened her clothes and prepared to get out of the car.
Lu Jinzhou didn’t stop her, and Zhou Wanning walked back toward the inpatient building without looking back.
But before she had taken more than a few steps, she heard the sound of a car door opening. Then, the man strode past her with long steps, quickly overtaking her.
Panic surged in Zhou Wanning’s heart. Her earlier talk of a lose-lose situation had been nothing but a bluff.
She hurried over and grabbed his hand, her lips trembling, “Lu Jinzhou, what are you going to do?”
A few dim streetlights illuminated the parking lot, making it hard for Zhou Wanning to see his expression clearly.
Lu Jinzhou didn’t move, only stared at her face in the darkness.
“You wanted a lose-lose situation, didn’t you, Ningning? I love granting wishes, so I plan to go upstairs and tell your father.” His tone was calm, but Zhou Wanning could sense his aura was off. He was angry, very angry.
“No, don’t…” Zhou Wanning tightened her grip on his hand.
“Hmm? Don’t? Why not now? Ningning, you’re so fickle. I don’t know how to handle you.” Lu Jinzhou pried her fingers open.
Zhou Wanning wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, trying to stop him from leaving.
Her father had just undergone surgery for a fractured leg. If he went upstairs and told him about their relationship, would her dad get so agitated that he’d try to get out of bed and hit him?
Or, if he got angry, would the hospital simply kick her dad out?
Zhou Wanning’s mind was in turmoil.
“I was wrong. I was wrong.”
The man took the opportunity to press further, “What were you wrong about?”
Zhou Wanning apologized insincerely, “I was wrong about everything. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“No, Ningning. When someone admits they’re wrong, they first need to know what they did wrong so they won’t repeat it. Don’t you agree?” He turned around, wrapping one arm around her waist.
Zhou Wanning looked up and met his pitch-black eyes. He was determined to break all her stubbornness and then piece her back together.
“I… what I said about a lose-lose situation was just angry words. I shouldn’t have said it. Please don’t be angry.” Her voice was pitiful.
Though she sounded pitiful, it was more a sense of helplessness.
Lu Jinzhou remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on Zhou Wanning. It made her feel uneasy all over, but she didn’t dare look away.
She nestled her head against his chest, rubbing gently. “Don’t be like this, okay? I’m… a little scared.”
Lu Jinzhou savored her closeness and coquettishness.
“Coming back with me?”
“I need to go upstairs and tell my dad.”
“I’ll wait for you in the car.”
Zhou Wanning released him and followed step by step toward the inpatient building.
She explained to her father that Liang Yunzhen had run into some trouble and she needed to go over. She asked the caregiver to take extra care of him. Her father, who already felt there was nothing much wrong with him anyway, urged her to go quickly.
Zhou Wanning returned to the car, where Lu Jinzhou sat sprawled in the back seat, his long legs spread wide.
Lu Jinzhou didn’t ask how she had explained things to her father. Once again, he pulled her into his embrace. “It’s thrilling here. Want to give it a try?”
Zhou Wanning thought he was insane. Even though it was a parking lot, there were definitely surveillance cameras around.
She gripped his arm. “Don’t. Let’s go home, okay? We’ll be recorded here.”
His voice was cold as ice. “It’s fine. No one would dare watch.”
His hand had already reached the zipper at her waist.
“Let’s go back, please? I’m begging you.”
His hand didn’t stop, and his lips closed around her earlobe. “You’ll like it.”
Who would enjoy such a perverse thing?
Her anxiety made the corners of her eyes flush red. “Lu Jinzhou, let’s go back. I’ll wear those nightgowns.”
He gripped her waist, his tone tinged with a hint of feigned innocence. “Ningning, I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”
Hypocrite, putting on an act, pretending to be righteous.
Zhou Wanning: “I… I want to wear them for you.”
She knew this was exactly what he wanted to hear.
“Alright then, I’ll fulfill Ningning’s wish.”
Disgusting, as if he were making some great sacrifice.
The dress zipper was fastened again. Lu Jinzhou kissed her lips. “I really want to devour you.”
Zhou Wanning settled into the passenger seat, and Lu Jinzhou took his place in the driver’s seat.
The Bentley returned to the villa and parked in its spot.
Zhou Wanning didn’t get a chance to step out of the car. Lu Jinzhou pulled her over and pressed her against the steering wheel.
She sat on his lap. “Ningning, let’s try it here.”
Zhou Wanning refused. “Let’s go upstairs, okay? We’re already back. Let’s go up.”
But Lu Jinzhou couldn’t wait. He gripped the back of her neck and fiercely kissed her flushed lips.
The hem of her dress bunched up around her waist. Her eyes red, she endured his torment with resentment.
The skin hidden beneath her clothes flushed pink. He sucked on her neck, leaving a deep, vivid mark.
After it was over, Zhou Wanning, weak and limp, was carried out of the car by him.
He wrapped her tightly in his suit jacket—the dress inside was already torn.
Back upstairs, Lu Jinzhou first took her to bathe, where she was forced to endure another round in the tub.
Zhou Wanning thought the night should be over. Exhausted, all she wanted was to sleep.
But Lu Jinzhou was still full of energy. He casually picked out a nightgown as thin as cicada wings. “Ningning, put this on.”
Zhou Wanning lifted her heavy eyelids.
He pulled her up. “Be a good girl who keeps her word.”
Zhou Wanning looked at the dress made of a few tattered strips of fabric, her brow twitching.
“Can we do it tomorrow? I’m so tired.”
“Change into it. You can sleep; you don’t have to move.”
Zhou Wanning: …
Lu Jinzhou was a big liar. He said it would be over soon.
He had gone more than a week without “eating meat”—how could he possibly let her off easily?
“One last time”—she had heard those words several times already.
The one who didn’t keep his word was him.
The next day, Zhou Wanning was awakened by the ringing of her phone.
Drowsily, she answered the call.
“Zhou Wanning, where the hell have you been?” It was Mother Zhou.
Zhou Wanning jolted awake.
The man behind her stirred. “Baby, sleep a little longer.”
“Zhou Wanning, which man are you fooling around with!” Mother Zhou’s furious voice came through.