River City.
The night was as dark as thick ink blanketing the sky, seemingly endless.
Inside the presidential suite, the light emanating from the crystal lamp was dazzling yet blinding, but it seemed more like a shackle, casting a cold light that tightly wrapped around Yu Chuwan, making her almost suffocate from the tension.
The man opposite her held her chin with his clearly defined fingers, forcing her to raise her head and look at her captivating pretty face.
After a long while, the man's pale thin lips curled into a smirk of coldness, and he looked down at her condescendingly saying, "Miss Yu, are you really sure? This place of mine, it's not somewhere you can come and go as you please."
Yu Chuwan's heart sank, and she took a deep breath, and very reluctantly replied, "Hmm."
Looking like this, where was she being affectionate? It seemed more like she was generously offering herself up to death.
However, she needed his protection.
She had heard her ex-boyfriend, Li Jingyang, mention that she looked a lot like someone, Li M Shen's first love.
She was uncertain if this could serve as a reason for Li M Shen to allow her to seek refuge with him.
Li M Shen's pitch-black eyes swept over her willow-like eyebrows, tall and delicate nose tip, and those lips as lovely as a newly bloomed cherry blossom.
Indeed, very seductive.
But who was Li M Shen? He was Yu Chuwan's ex-boyfriend's uncle!
Under thirty years old, he had already blazed a bloody path in the complex Li family. Despite being the son of the third wife of the Li patriarch, he managed to outmaneuver his two brothers and took control of the core power of the Li family.
If he could be easily swayed by a woman's beauty, then he would have wasted all these years!
Looking at the trembling little girl in front of him, he chuckled and asked, "Have you ever slept with Jing Yang before?"
The bare question made Yu Chuwan feel intensely ashamed, but she still replied, "No."
His satisfaction seemed to pulse in response to her answer, he continued to ask, "What do you want after tonight?"
Yu Chuwan finally stopped avoiding his gaze, her black pupils emanating a hint of hatred as she asserted, "I want my uncle to help me crush Jing Yang and his whole clan underfoot, never to rise again!"
Li Muchen's smile deepened, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. His noble, slender fingers slowly caressed her face, rubbing gently.
"How can I go to bed with you when you keep calling me uncle?"
The teasing in his drawn-out tone and boldly flirtatious remarks scared Yu Chuwan to death.
She stared wide-eyed, her face flushing bright red.
Before she came here, all the mental preparation she had done seemed on the brink of collapse.
She now realized that her action of throwing herself at Li Muchen tonight was wholly overreaching.
How could a 19-year-old college student like her possibly match the decisive, ruthless businessman Li Muchen?
How could a man like Li Muchen ever allow himself to be used by a woman?
Starting to get cold feet, Yu Chuwan had thoughts of escaping.
But her tender youthful face was held captive by the man's gentle fingertips, Li Muchen's breath carrying with it a faint smell of alcohol getting progressively closer.
Just then, his kiss descended. It wasn't a gentle one, their lips and tongues tangled, causing the girl to whimper in pain.
His kiss was vicious, as if not willing to spare any inch of her oral cavity. They were both tightly entwined, with the overwhelming heat radiating from the man enveloping her to the point of suffocation.
Gradually, the intricate kiss moved from her lips to her neck, his large hands repeatedly caressing her waist, giving her no way out.
Yu Chuwan only felt her spine soften, as though she were melting into a puddle of water.