Fu Yinxiu's hands trembled with a mix of urgency and desperation as he clutched Ming Yutong.
He was drawn to her sleeping form, closing the distance between them as he forgot about the notebook beside the pillow. His breathing grew heavier, his resolve hardening.
He had no intention of letting her go. If she wanted to sever ties, he refused to allow it. He was determined that if he didn't want to let go, she wouldn't be able to escape.
He leaned in and captured her lips in a fierce kiss. Ming Yutong, startled from her deep sleep, woke up to the unexpected and intrusive contact.
Her eyes snapped open, but the darkness made it difficult to see who was there.
"Mmm!" Ming Yutong struggled violently, her hands pushing against Fu Yinxiu's shoulders. He quickly restrained her hands, pinning them to the bed, his lips still pressed firmly against hers. "It's me," he growled against her lips.
Realizing it was Fu Yinxiu and recognizing his familiar scent mingled with alcohol, Ming Yutong's eyes widened in shock.
His silent intrusion and the brazen manner in which he entered felt like an invasion of her personal space.
"Let go of me!" she cried out, her struggles intensifying. Fu Yinxiu, however, was relentless. As she turned her head to avoid his kiss, he pressed his lips to her neck instead.
"Fu Yinxiu, what are you doing? Let me go!" Ming Yutong demanded, her voice filled with fear and anger.
Fu Yinxiu paused, his gaze intense and troubled. "Have you been with Jiang Lulian?"
"No, never!" Ming Yutong insisted, her voice firm despite her distress.
"There's been no one else. I've promised you. I'll always be yours. You don't need to doubt me. Let me go!"
Fu Yinxiu's heart raced, his emotions churning. Her words echoed in his mind, and the relief and joy he felt were overwhelming.
Her assurance that there was no one else was something he had longed to hear.
Fu Yinxiu had initially shared Ming Yutong's thoughts—seven years was a long time, and many things could have happened in between.
Ming Yutong, being exceptional and beautiful, would naturally attract admirers. It was entirely normal for her to have had past relationships.
He had been willing to forgive her departure, so what more could he not forgive if she had been with someone else?
His love for her was his only fault. He couldn't look at anyone else
He was stubbornly fixated on her. He didn't understand why he was so captivated, but he was.
Now, hearing Ming Yutong affirm that there was no one else, he felt a surprising sense of joy.
"There's no one else. I was just stubborn before," Ming Yutong said, looking at him.
"Now that I'm being honest, you don't have to worry that anyone else has touched what's yours. You shouldn't feel disgusted."
Fu Yinxiu frowned at her words.
"You can let me go now," Ming Yutong said.
Fu Yinxiu laughed, annoyed. "When did I ever agree not to seek you out again? If you haven't been with anyone else, that's even better. I have needs, and your body is just to my taste."
Fu Yinxiu's fingers lightly traced her collarbone, causing Ming Yutong to shiver with disgust.
He lowered his head to kiss her again, but Ming Yutong, feeling ill, bit him hard. The pain made Fu Yinxiu hiss, and Ming Yutong used the opportunity to push him away. She bent over the edge of the bed and began to dry heave.
Fu Yinxiu stood by the bed, his face darkening as he watched her react so violently to his touch.
Ming Yutong sat up in bed, glaring at Fu Yinxiu in the dark. "Get out!" she demanded. "If you're interested, there are plenty of women outside. You can even go to a club and choose someone. I'm not a toy for you to come and use when you're in the mood. Get out!"
Her face was twisted with disgust, making her emotions clear.
Fu Yinxiu felt a pang of self-mockery and said, "Yes, I have plenty of options, why should it be you?"
Without another glance at her, he turned and left.
***
Fu Yinxiu didn't return home. Instead, he instructed his driver, "Take me to a bar."
He decided to head to the bar owned by Nan Jingheng, a place he frequented occasionally.
Upon arriving, Fu Yinxiu's presence attracted attention. Both men and women turned to look at him. Men recognized him and were surprised to see him there, while women, even those who didn't know his identity, were drawn to his magnetic aura.