Pain, a heart-wrenching pain, spread to every corner of her body, letting her experience a feeling of being better off dead.
Jiang Ruyan longed to push off the man above her, yearned to escape. But she could only wish, she lacked any strength, and even more, she lacked the courage.
It wasn't until the man got off her that she dared to catch her breath in silence.
The following morning, on the extravagant European style bed, Jiang Ruyan stared blankly at the ceiling above her, a cold expression emerged on her fair face, sweat trickling down, soaking her entire body.
The room was filled with a sickeningly sweet smell, enough to induce vomiting, the clothes scattered on the floor were indicative of the madness of the previous night.
Jiang Ruyan quietly lay on the bed, not having closed her eyes the entire night, her eyes were sore to the utmost, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
She knew, this time it was a true matter of life or death, and that life was held by the man next to her. The only thing she could do was to throw the dice, even if the probability of losing was close to infinity.
Feeling the man next to her awakening, Jiang Ruyan looked from the corner of her eyes, seeing him staring at her with coldness. His dark eyes harbored an enormous anger, enough to burn her alive, his voice was colder, like a knife of ice, gashing at her heart mercilessly, "So now you know what regret is? Wasn't it you who was unrestrained and mad last night? Didn't you really want it? If you want it, I'll give it to you!"
Jiang Ruyan clenched her fists tightly and bit her lips, not saying a word.
Shen Qingchuan turned over, pressing Jiang Ruyan under him. His left hand grabbing her hair, his right hand clutching her chin,
his strength almost sufficient to crush her chin. Tears were whirling in Jiang Ruyan’s eyes due to the pain.
Last night, she had drugged Shen Qingchuan's wine to crawl onto his bed. She calculated and took advantage of the city's most powerful man, leading to that night. No matter what happened next, she deserved it!
Shen Qingchuan, without any mercy, looked at her, his voice as cold as winter, "Jiang Ruyan, you're becoming increasingly daring! You dared to scheme behind my back. Do you think I'll let you manipulate me like before? Do you really think I would marry you like this?" His hand's clenching grip tightened and he looked at Jiang Ruyan, his words harsh, "Dream on!"
Getting up, Shen Qingchuan swiftly got dressed, even a second longer in this place was enough to cause him a mental breakdown.
Jiang Ruyan didn't dare to make eye contact with him, she groped for her clothes under the blanket, got dressed and got off the bed.
Just then, the door was suddenly thrown open from the outside, and a group of people stormed in with a hostile aura.
Their timing was perfectly measured, not a minute more, not a minute less.
Jiang Ruyan looked over, recognized all four of the newcomers. Leading the way was none other than Shen Qingchuan's half-sister, Shen Xinghe.
She was righteously infuriated, pointing at the man and woman in the room. "Father, look, I was right!" she said indignantly. "It's all because of this cunning vixen! I don't know what she used, but she even bewitched a man like Brother.."
The remaining three were Shen Huanian, Shen's father, Lady Meng Qiu, Shen's mother, and Shen's second son, Shen Yue Sheng.
A cold smile lifted the corners of Jiang Ruyan's mouth. She calmly watched this unexpected group of people.
Almost at the same instant, Shen Qingchuan swiftly tossed a thin blanket it over Jiang Ruyan. In one fluid movement, Jiang Ruyan was shrouded in darkness, yet a spark of light suddenly ignited within her heart.
Even in such a situation, he remained calm and composed.
He strode over with long strides and walked over elegantly, seeming to want to explain something to them.