I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

Chapter 67: Liked Her Body

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Upon hearing the words ‘Ms. Hu’, Cheng Lang’s eyes darkened. He twirled a fountain pen between his fingers. “Tell President Xiao that Ms. Hu has been fired by Cheng Corporation Group.”

Jian Yaochuan did not go to the auction with Cheng Lang, so he did not know the inside story. He thought that Xiao Zhuo had taken a fancy to an employee of Cheng Corporation Group, so he replied duly, as per Cheng Lang’s instructions.

Xiao Zhuo was having a glass of red wine when he received the news. The surrounding gambling tables were filled with people—toasting each other— akin to an encore of the gala. The huge window wall reflected the night view of the entire city. Several women stood in the distance, staring blankly at Xiao Zhuo.

Xiao Zhuo ignored the women and looked at Jian Yaochuan’s message. A veteran Casanova, Xiao Zhuo and Cheng Lang were polar opposites. Xiao Zhuo felt that Cheng Lang was a hypocrite ever since he learned about that infamous incident. In the financial industry, men would always dominate. Many girls from aristocratic families were treated as pawns from birth. They were different from ordinary girls, with their excellent educational qualifications and privileged status. But in their parents’ eyes, they were a commodity—a quid pro quo transactional commodity—on the hunt for men of the highest value. This hunt had a pretty name—marriage alliance.

Hence, Xiao Zhuo felt that Cheng Lang’s abstinence was hypocritical and fake. He supported his cheek with one hand and snaked his other hand around a scantily-dressed woman. If Cheng Lang would not let him see her, so be it. Xiao Zhou would go to China to look for that woman.

Meanwhile, Cheng Lang’s meeting lasted until three in the morning. He tugged at his tie as he walked upstairs. As soon as he turned on the light in the room, a

faint fragrance wafted over. Scented candles?

There was a slight bulge in the middle of the bed. A woman’s long black hair covered the pillow, accentuating her extremely fair skin. Perhaps she felt the light was too bright; her eyelashes fluttered twice as she turned sideways. The silk blanket slid down, revealing her fair shoulders.

Cheng Lang stood by the door and turned off the brightest light, leaving only the night light by the bed. He did not expect Xing Shu to sleep in his room and lit scented candles.

Cheng Lang took off his jacket and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he saw Xing Shu looking at him with a dreamy look… Her long hair was disheveled, and she seemed to be glowing. She looked so innocent with her doe-eyed look..

Cheng Lang held his breath and quickly walked towards her. He held Xing Shu’s head and bit her lips, as she looked on dreamily. Xing Shu was in a daze. She thought that she was having an erotic dream… In the end, she cried and even begged for mercy, but her lips were sealed; she could not utter a word, except for the occasional moans…

The hair on her forehead was drenched in sweat, and her eyes were teary. The corners of her eyes were red… Cheng Lang lowered his head and looked at her, as he gently tucked the hair on her forehead behind her ear. “Tired?” His voice was low and raspy; gentle and lingering.

Xing Shu opened her eyes languidly. She did not even have the strength to speak. She let out a soft moan, sending Cheng Lang’s heart into overdrive. It tickled his heart. He frowned slightly, not understanding this emotion. The consequence of this emotion was Xing Shu not leaving the bed! She did not even know when she boarded the plane!

It was already autumn in Beijing, and the weather was cool. After catching up on a good night’s sleep on the plane, Xing Shu wrapped a silk scarf around her mottled neck in the washroom. It was undeniable that Cheng Lang liked her body. Even though he did not say it, she could feel it. He especially favored her lips, especially the tubercle. He bit her hard every time.

Xing Shu stood in front of the mirror and touched her red lips. After the plane landed, she found an excuse to let Cheng Lang leave first. She stayed at the airport to wait for Nie Xi. Waiting for Nie Xi was an excuse; she was just looking for an opportunity to calm herself down. Cheng Lang was like morphine; addicted once you had tried it. He gave Xing Shu the jitters—not the outcome she wanted. She needed to protect her heart.

Xing Shu took a deep breath and patted her face with cold water to cool her cheeks. f𝗿𝙚e𝙬𝗲𝑏𝒏𝑜ѵ𝑒𝗹. 𝒄𝑜𝘮

Nie Xi arrived very quickly in a Maserati sports car. Xing Shu pulled the scarf around her neck and opened the car door. As she climbed into the passenger seat, she stiffened when a jolt of pain hit a certain part of her body. Her cheeks flamed..