Chapter 2: Taking by Force, United in Marriage

After reluctantly enduring dinner with him, Zhuang Jianxi returned to her bedroom to wash up.

After washing, she leaned against the railing of the spacious balcony, quietly enjoying the evening breeze, letting her long hair air dry naturally.

Looking at the picturesque scenery on the hillside and breathing in the fresh, clear air, she felt her whole being become clear and comfortable. Her body, which had been weak and prone to illness since childhood, seemed to have gained some immunity.

Although the Tengjingshan villa area was quite far from the city center, the environment and climate were very suitable for living and maintaining health.

Even though she was forced to live here, she didn’t dislike the environment.

After staying on the balcony for a while, feeling a chill in the wind, Zhuang Jianxi turned and went back to her bedroom.

However, as soon as she entered, she noticed an unfamiliar scent in the room.

Zhuang Jianxi stopped in her tracks, seeing a tall figure standing with his back to her, leisurely admiring a Tang Dynasty painting she had recently restored.

Looking at his tall back, she felt a surge of apprehension.

This man, she didn’t know how he trained, but his physique was more robust and muscular than ordinary men. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, a gentle and refined shirt and trousers concealed an extremely powerful body.

Qiu Yixun slowly turned around, his deep eyes falling darkly on the girl in front of him.

Zhuang Jianxi’s long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her lotus-like face was clear and moist under the light, her eyes sparkling.

She stood barefoot, her ankles slender, her white legs round and smooth, the close-fitting silk robe vaguely outlining her slim waist and rounded hips.

From head to toe, she was like a meticulously crafted work of art, truly worthy of being the most famous beautiful woman in Longcheng.

Qiu Yixun suddenly felt a surge of heat, his heart, which had been dormant for years like a dry well, stirred with a faint tremor.

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Qiu Yixun’s black eyes, and he walked towards her step by step.

Zhuang Jianxi retreated two steps nervously, “You, don’t come closer…”

Qiu Yixun stopped, raising an eyebrow, “If I remember correctly, Zhuang Jianxi, you are now my woman.”

Zhuang Jianxi felt a surge of anxiety in her heart. She forced herself to appear calm, “So what?”

Qiu Yixun’s tone was casual, “Nothing.”

He had been very busy lately. After taking full control, he had a lot to do. He had finally resolved all the thorny people and matters, and the first thing he did was come home to see his newly acquired wife.

Although Zhuang Jianxi always ignored him, it didn’t stop him from liking her more and more, and becoming increasingly fond of her.

He had thought that giving her time to adapt would be enough, but he didn’t expect that she would still be so resistant to him, treating him like a stranger.

It seemed he would have to spend some time cultivating their relationship.

A predatory sharpness flashed in Qiu Yixun’s eyes. He walked slowly towards her, inhaling the light yet refreshing fragrance emanating from her, his gaze lingering on her, tracing her with his eyes inch by inch.

Zhuang Jianxi looked at the man who was so close, her body trembling slightly.

She knew, from the moment she was sent here by the Zhuang family, that no matter how precious her identity, how much pampering and care she had received, she was nothing more than a commodity to be traded.

Even if it wasn’t for the Zhuang family, she had to consider her sickly mother, who required a lot of financial and material resources from the Zhuang family every year.

Once the Zhuang family went bankrupt, her mother’s treatment would be stopped, and she would be in danger. She had no choice.

But even though she had convinced herself to follow the husband, whether he was a rooster or a dog, and had mentally prepared herself many times, she still couldn’t suppress the resistance and disgust in her heart.

Being intimate with a stranger she didn’t love was more unbearable than killing her.

She had always been aloof and indifferent since childhood, and she had no standards for love, but she knew that a woman’s sexuality and marriage must be based on love, not a regrettable transaction…

Zhuang Jianxi took a deep breath, trying to persuade him, “Mr. Qiu, do you… like me?”

Qiu Yixun looked at her changing expression and asked back, “What if I do, what if I don’t?”

“If you like someone, you wouldn’t force them to do anything.”

“But if you don’t like someone, you shouldn’t force them…” Zhuang Jianxi bit her lip.

“Your little mouth is quite talkative.”

Qiu Yixun chuckled, “How could I force you? I’m just getting close to you, cultivating our feelings.”

With that, the man took a step forward, his cold aura closing in. Zhuang Jianxi could almost smell the faint scent of pinewood on him. Her heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously retreated.

“I fell in love with you at first sight, and my love deepened at second sight. Saying things like ‘like’ or ‘dislike’ is too superficial.”

Qiu Yixun’s eyes shone with a deep, knowing light, and his voice was low and gentle.

“Are you joking?” Zhuang Jianxi clenched her fingers.

“I’m telling you a love story.”

Qiu Yixun looked at her face, exquisite and flawless, with a delicate white complexion and rosy lips. From the moment he saw her, the urge and desire to kiss her became increasingly intense.

Yes, he had fallen in love with her at first sight. To put it bluntly, it was lust at first sight. Then he would take her by force, join her in marriage, and everything would fall into place.

It was rare to meet someone who appealed to him from head to toe, inside and out.

He, Qiu Yixun, had no reason to let go of anyone or anything he had his eyes on.

Zhuang Jianxi felt goosebumps rise all over her body under his gaze. She warned him with disgust, “Stay away from me.”

Zhuang Jianxi tried to slip away, but Qiu Yixun grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Their bodies were suddenly pressed together.

Qiu Yixun thought her body was incredibly soft and fragrant. He could feel her delicate skin and radiance through her thin clothes. Her skin was as white as snow, beautiful beyond compare.

Add to that her unique, faint body fragrance that drifted into his nose, and no normal man could possibly remain unaffected.

Zhuang Jianxi was caught off guard and fell into Qiu Yixun’s arms, instantly covered in goosebumps. She struggled to push against his chest, but his muscles were rock-hard. Her little bit of strength was like tickling him.

“Let me go!”

With a beautiful woman in his arms, writhing like a snake, Qiu Yixun hadn’t planned on doing anything to her, but he was aroused.

His eyes gradually darkened, and he couldn’t help but lean in.

Zhuang Jianxi saw through his intentions and immediately turned her head, raising her hand to wildly scratch his face and head!

His meticulously styled hair was instantly turned into a bird’s nest. Qiu Yixun released his grip, unable to bear it.

Zhuang Jianxi quickly escaped his embrace, grabbed a bunch of fresh flowers from a vase nearby, and swung them at Qiu Yixun.

“Pervert! Get out!”

For a moment, petals and leaves flew everywhere. One leaf even landed on Qiu Yixun’s hair. When he raised his hand to block it, a thorny rose branch pricked his arm.

“Hiss…”

Without thinking, Qiu Yixun was thrown out the door. The door slammed shut in front of him, locked with several bolts from the inside.

Qiu Yixun stared at the door for a full minute before regaining his senses. He turned and went back to his own master bedroom bathroom.

He looked in the mirror and touched the red marks on his face, then adjusted his bird’s nest hair and picked off a green leaf. He couldn’t help but click his tongue.

So this was the rumored Zhuang family’s little princess, known for her grace, beauty, and fragility?

She was quite ‘fragile’ indeed…

But it didn’t matter. There was plenty of time. He would warm her up slowly, he wasn’t in a hurry.