My Devilish Husband is Too Overbearing

So Innocent

Facing the man before her, whose expression was laced with malicious intent, Su Mi didn’t know what to do. She felt humiliated, but for Zhou Qingyang’s sake, she had no choice but to endure it.

The man’s gaze was burning with intensity, and she trembled as she lowered herself to the bed, crawling up slowly like a shy cat, trying to keep as far from him as possible. She thought the farthest point from his body would be the safest, but little did she know, her unconscious movement was incredibly seductive!

Suddenly, Fu Yichen sat up straight and grabbed Su Mi's wrist forcefully.

“Ah!”

His grip was tight, and the heat in his hand seemed to burn her skin, causing her to gasp in shock.

In the next moment, she was pinned to the bed. Fu Yichen cupped her chin and asked, “How old are you? You’re so innocent. Haven’t you been trained before coming here?”

Tonight, the girls at the auction were all virgins, but they were supposed to serve men. How could they be so naive?

The organizers should have arranged for someone to train them. But this woman... she looked so green. Fu Yichen could tell she wasn’t pretending; she genuinely didn’t know.

Interesting!

“I'm twenty-three... Mr. Fu, I really just sneaked in, so I haven’t been trained,” Su Mi said hurriedly. Although the ID on her name tag said Jiang Yingying, who was twenty-two, she was indeed twenty-three.

Pinned under the man again, and in such a sensitive place as the bed, her breathing became shallow. She keenly noticed that Fu Yichen seemed to be in a better mood, so she quickly emphasized, “I really am here for my friend. He has leukemia, and time is running out. Your bone marrow matches his perfectly. That’s why I’m here to ask for your help. Please, for the sake of his life, have mercy and save him.”

Though Su Mi couldn't escape Fu Yichen's grasp, her lips were freed, and she seized the opportunity to explain the situation.

Her words seemed to catch his attention, and he lifted his head. But his face grew even colder, and his sharp, handsome features seemed to darken. His lips twisted into a cruel smile.

“What did you say? Mercy? Woman, you don’t understand. I, Fu Yichen, lack nothing—especially not kindness. Mercy? You should go ask the doctors at the hospital or the monks at the temple for that kind of thing,” he mocked.

Then, with a casual motion, he rolled off her and stood up. With a swift motion, he flung her off the bed.

Su Mi tumbled to the floor, her eyes clouded with tears as she looked up at Fu Yichen’s cold, ice-cold gaze.

“I hate being schemed against. And you, daring to scheme against me—you're the first woman to do so. What do you think I should do with you? Kill you? Or let others have their way with you? Which would you prefer?”

His voice was soft, like he was speaking sweetly, but the seriousness in his tone was unquestionable.

Su Mi shivered, realizing she had gotten herself entangled with a devil. She had been too naive. But people always cling to hope, right? Without hope, what was the point of living?

Perhaps... perhaps if she begged him more, he might still save Zhou Qingyang.