"Don't you want the 30% stake in Lu Group that I hold?" Song Nanxi stared at him angrily, enduring the pain in her jaw.
"Yes, why not?"
Lu Ting sneered, feeling her hateful gaze, he suddenly moved closer to her, his voice low and suppressed: "Why not use it to exchange for the stability of the Song family?"
Lips against lips, noses against noses, their rapid breaths blending and entwining with each other.
In exchange for the Song family's stability...
Hearing Lu Tingshen's deep voice, Song Nanxi's heart suddenly fell into the abyss.
She looked at him with eyes that no longer contained hatred, nor love. It was a nearly desperate compromise.
"Lu Tingshen, what do you want to do? If it was to avenge me for forcing you to marry me, you have already done it. You can torture me, but you don't have to torture yourself."
Her face was as pale as paper, and her low voice, in this silent office, was like a heavy hammer hitting Lu Tingshen's heart.
Lu Ting's deep breath paused, his Adam's apple rolled, and then his chest rose and fell violently. The force of his hands became stronger and stronger, and her jaw was almost broken by him, but he was completely unaware.
A pair of dark eyes were like exploding ice flowers, extremely cold, with a hint of scarlet: "Song Nanxi, you will never be able to repay me in this lifetime. Even if we have to torture each other, I will not let you go."
He suddenly pressed his lips against hers, kissing her eagerly and with a desire for revenge.
This sudden kiss was like a storm, catching Song Nanxi off guard. Her mind was almost blank and she stood there motionless.
When was the last time Lu Ting kissed her deeply?
She couldn't remember, as if Lu Tingshen had never kissed her on his own initiative.
Yes, she remembered, he had never touched her for seven years.
Not even once.
Her motionlessness caused waves of fear to ripple in Lu Ting's eyes, which were as deep as a lake.
She had tried to climb into his bed countless times, but he blocked her every time. As a result, in the following years, he hardly even went back to where she lived.
But now, she was indifferent to his kiss!
If she feels nothing even when I kiss her...
Lu Tingshen's rationality collapsed bit by bit. His hand stroked her slender waist and moved all the way down, lifting her skirt and touching her thigh and going deeper.
Song Nanxi's body suddenly stiffened.
Her eyes widened, filled with fear and disbelief. What...what did he want to do?
"No! Lu Tingshen, let me go! You can't do this!" She shouted in panic and tried to push him away, but she was still recovering from a serious illness and her hands and feet were weak, without any strength at all.
Lu Tingshen paused: "Why not? Haven't you always wanted to climb into my bed and let me sleep with you all these years? Well, I'll satisfy you now!"
After he finished speaking, there was a "hiss" sound, and the thin dress turned into pieces in his hands.
Song Nanxi felt a chill and his face turned paler. Before she could finish the words, her feet suddenly flew into the air. She couldn't help but scream, and she was picked up by him by the waist.
Kicking open the door of the office lounge area, Lu Tingshen threw her on the bed and quickly leaned over to press her down.
His eyes were like deep pools, rippling with emotions that Song Nanxi could not understand. His thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was suppressing his emotions. He held her under him like this, watching her face turn pale as paper bit by bit, watching her gradually stop struggling and remain motionless.