The dark room was filled with ambiguous fragrance, and the red dates and longans on the bed kept rolling down with the entangled body.

Wen Ning no longer had the strength to struggle, and excessive amounts of spirits controlled her body.

But her thoughts did not give in at all, she widened her beautiful eyes, staring at the moonlight outside the window, her face full of tears.

"No, Li Beichen, I can't be sorry for Li Chengyu..." Her hands were tied into his palms.

The gentler he is, the violent he can't wait.

The dark eyes were lingering like wild animals.

Wen Ning cried bitterly, "You made me bear the reputation of a prostitute. I will hate you for life, and I will never forgive you..."

The man pulled off his tie and didn't want to look at her regretful and heartbroken little face, and quietly covered her eyes.

My heart hurt so much that he could only laugh and insisted on saying, "Then hate me. At least you will always remember me and will never forget me forever."

"Ningning..."

"Baby...I'm sorry, I love you so much.

I can't lose you."

The hot entanglement slipped into her ears, and she was surrounded by pain.

All night, his murmur, his breath, and his madness made her look from resistance to powerlessness, gradually falling into despair. Alcohol made her betray her soul, and in the end she was only endless hatred.

To your own, to his!

It was not until she fell into a coma tiredly that the man's wide embrace stretched out, hugged her tightly, changed her bedding, washed her carefully, and put her back into the warm quilt.

Li Beichen stood up under the moonlight moving westward.

The bright moonlight shone on his delicate back, covered with scary scratches.

He looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, turned his head and looked at her red face, and his thin lips curled up a deep curve.

He lowered his head and kissed the little woman, and he finished smoking two cigarettes.

Li Beichen walked into the room, took out a complete video from the camera on the projector facing the big bed.

His eyes became cold and sinister, and he cut off a small obscure piece and sent it to Li Chengyu.

It is impossible to tolerate any man. It is a shame and humiliation to have intimacy with other men on the wedding night.

He didn't think he was despicable either.

Li Chengyu, all this is your own fault, you are insulting!

After you watch this video, I don’t believe it. You can continue to accept Wen Ning if you have nothing to do.

If you use despicable means to marry Wen Ning, I will use despicable means to take her back.

No one can take her away!

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At dawn, it's almost five in the morning.

In the suite in Rongcheng Hotel.

Li Chengyu didn't sleep all night. He stood outside the terrace with scarlet eyes dry, blew the cold wind all night, and the ashtray next to him and the ground were filled with cigarette butts.

Behind him is a bright red festive wedding room, with luxurious decorations full of warm atmosphere.

On the big bed, the quilt was embroidered with mandarin ducks, covered with red dates and peanuts.

Li Chengyu turned around and stared at the arrangements that symbolized the early birth of a noble son. They were put down one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one.

He thought that tonight, he would let Wen Ning become his wife completely.

It was his wedding night with her, but the woman was snatched away by Li Beichen.

Where is she?


Chapter completed!