Chapter 7: Let’s Break Up

After leaving the Shi family home, Shi Ran wandered the streets aimlessly. People hurried past, each with a clear destination, as if only she didn’t know where to go.

She walked and walked…

“Miss Shi, Mr. Lu sent me to take you back.”

Shi Ran snorted coldly. It turned out she wasn’t without a destination; she didn’t even have the basic freedom to wander.

Returning to the Xishan villa felt like a lifetime ago. Events of the past two days had been overwhelming, almost suffocating her.

As she entered, he was leaning against the sofa, legs crossed, wearing a black suit, his arm resting on the armrest. His eyes were closed, his fair skin appearing austere under the cold light.

At the sound of her arrival, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze containing alluring light mixed with a hint of ferocity.

“Baby, you’re back?”

His voice was as gentle as water, but his expression grew darker.

“I thought you weren’t coming back.”

He’d sent a driver, who waited outside after she entered. She had slipped out the back door of the Shi family home.

Even if she didn’t want to stay at her family home, did she really not want to be with him?

In Shi Ran’s eyes, Lu Beiyuan was fickle. She was simply too tired to deal with anyone; she just wanted to be alone.

She was only nineteen. For the past fifteen years, Shi Yuan, her father, had been quite loving, and she had never experienced the humiliation of the last two days.

Now, not only had she been casually toyed with by a man she barely knew, but her own father had treated her as a commodity to be exchanged in the business world…

Her grievances and distress reached their peak.

Large tears rolled down her cheeks. Heartbroken, she walked past him upstairs. She didn’t want to deal with anyone; she just wanted to sleep.

Lu Beiyuan, for the first time in his life, was so blatantly ignored. He was annoyed, but he also saw the girl’s distress, and his annoyance turned to concern.

He quickly went upstairs, picked her up, and carried her towards the bedroom.

He spoke softly, coaxing her, “Be good, don’t cry.”

“Did they bully you? That old thing, Shi Yuan? He must have guts to bully my woman!”

The words “my woman” seemed to snap Shi Ran back to reality, making her realize she was being held in his arms.

“I’m so tired. Can I just have a good night’s sleep?”

Lu Beiyuan paused, his steps halting. He leaned closer; the girl’s youthful scent captivated him.

Holding her in his arms, small and soft, he lowered his head, burying his face in her neck, inhaling deeply. No woman had ever captivated him like this.

It was like a drug, addictive.

He spoke, his voice hoarse, “Ranran, I didn’t plan on this, you’re tempting me.”

His pace quickened. He reached the master bedroom, opened the door, and pushed her against the doorframe. Lu Beiyuan carefully held her, gently stroking her delicate face, leaning close to her ear, his mouth finding her small, white, full earlobe, then moving down…

His voice was husky, his eyes burning with passion as he looked at her. His hot breath made Shi Ran feel as if she were being scorched, both hot and uncomfortable.

“Ranran, don’t leave me, okay? Do you know how scared I was when the driver didn’t find you?”

“I wasn’t afraid of not finding you, but that you didn’t want to be with me.”

Kisses rained down, Shi Ran like a doll, completely at his mercy, her legs weak, her waist held steady to prevent her from falling.

The man spoke a lot, but Shi Ran’s mind was elsewhere.

Suddenly, her lip stung, and Shi Ran looked up.

“Focus, Ranran.”

The man’s voice was low and husky, filled with intense longing, his gaze burning, fixed on her. His hot breath made Shi Ran feel as if she were being burned, both hot and uncomfortable.

“Have you broken up with that little boyfriend of yours?”

Shi Ran was startled. While studying abroad, a student had pursued her. The boy was fair-skinned, resembling Lin Yue, even sharing a similar name, Shen Linyang.

He was sincere. Once, when she was drunk and missing Lin Yue, she had agreed to his pursuit.

These days, Shen Linyang’s calls and WeChat messages had been relentless. She had only given perfunctory replies, saying she was busy with family matters.

She had completely forgotten about breaking up with him.

Seeing her silence, Lu Beiyuan knew the girl hadn’t taken the matter seriously.

But he couldn’t wait; this girl could only belong to him.

No matter how big the problem, it had to wait until he finished this.

He took her delicate hand.

Shi Ran was startled and resisted. These past few days, Lu Beiyuan had been the one taking the initiative; she had only had to endure. But now…

Shi Ran shook her head, unwilling, pushing him away. This action, however, was interpreted by Lu Beiyuan as playful resistance, further fueling his desire.

Suddenly, Lu Beiyuan gasped, whispering in her ear.

“Don’t, you… pervert!”

Shi Ran was ashamed.

Hearing this, Lu Beiyuan chuckled. When serious, the man in the black suit exuded a cold, aloof aura, a high and mighty male god.

Who would have thought that in front of this woman, he was a lecher, and who would believe that a woman would ever call him a pervert?

Women usually threw themselves at him.

Suddenly, Lu Beiyuan sighed contentedly, his hands beginning to wander over her body.

Soon, Shi Ran screamed, collapsing into his arms.

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When she woke up, it was night.

Shi Ran opened her eyes and found Lu Beiyuan watching her intently.

She tried to turn away, pretending not to see him, but he grabbed her wrist and handed her her phone.

“Make a call.”

Shi Ran was confused, asking, “What?”

“Break up.”

After saying this, Lu Beiyuan seemed to realize the ambiguity and added, “With your little boyfriend.”