Sheng Wantang suddenly came back to her senses and looked at her shoulder in horror. Not even a slight tooth mark was left on her fair skin.
He doesn't bite hard.
Lu Jiyuan kissed the place where he had bitten just now, his eyes filled with desire.
"Mrs. Lu, you usually bluff me, right?"
"What are you kidding?"
After so many times, he was very familiar with her body. Sheng Wantang's body was shaking slightly and her voice was unsteady due to the teasing.
The moment it hit, her legs went weak.
The man's strong arms clasped her waist and lifted her up.
"It hurts."
"Um?"
"You didn't use any force, so you just cried out that it hurt - just like now, you lied to me."
"I didn't lie to you!"
Sheng Wantang bit her lip and didn't understand why he could say such things seriously.
"In the bathroom or back to bed?" Lu Jiyuan gave her the choice.
"On the bed."
He picked her up like a child, let her legs wrap around his waist, and said:
"Baby, you can't lie to me tonight."
"If you want to beg for mercy, you have to call your husband."
…
Sheng Wantang quickly understood firsthand what he meant by 'not being deceived'.
However, calling my husband is of no use!
On the contrary, it will make someone more excited!
When she woke up the next day, Sheng Wantang's fair skin was covered with red marks.
The neck, collarbone, shoulders, waist, back...even the wrists are not spared!
Clothes can't cover it at all!
She had to recuperate at home for a few days.
Sheng Wantang had nothing to do to read messages on her phone, and found her own piece of cake in the WeChat group of hundreds of people:
[The entire second floor of Bull Lake Island Club was reserved to celebrate and Sheng Wantang’s wedding. I actually missed it! Ahhhhhh!]
[When Lu Si took the jade bracelet for Sheng Wantang, I felt there was something fishy]
[I heard that Lu Si also stopped Sheng Wantang from drinking? Really?]
[What kind of protection is that? Can it be true? None of my ex-boyfriends and current boyfriends have ever protected me like this!]
[Hold on, I’m already starting to get jealous!]
[What happened to Wenren Yangyang and Lu Si some time ago? 】
[Either Lu Si is operating properly, the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside, or... Wenren Yangyang acted and directed it himself! ]
[Sheng Wantang is so lucky. He was kicked out of the Sheng family, and then he climbed up to the top of the Lu family. The Fourth Master Lu is now a fat man, with power, wealth, and good looks!]
[We can’t compare Sheng Wantang to ourselves, breaking off the engagement with our nephew and marrying our uncle immediately. We can’t do such a thing.]
Sheng Wantang glanced at the ID, and the person who said this was none other than Ruan Jishi.
As soon as Ruan Jishi said these words, some people immediately started mocking him.
Sheng Wantang was surprised.
Ruan Jishi only has this one thing to say to her?
I got teased at a party, what do you say?
Sheng Wantang watched these people quickly discuss their "awesomeness" and "great skills", and sent a big red envelope in the group.
There were so many people online that the red envelopes were snatched up in a second.
【Damn! I didn’t get it!】
[Which rich woman suddenly sends such a big red envelope? Send another one!]
[Proposed by Sheng Wantang...]
After a few seconds, the WeChat group became as quiet as death.
No one spoke to anyone.
This group was the so-called Imperial City Ladies Group that was established during a party two years ago. They were all rich second-generation ladies. At that time, Sheng Wantang was in the limelight. After being brought in, they never spoke to each other. These people also forgot that there were still people in the group.
There is a person like Sheng Wantang.
Sheng Wantang felt embarrassed for them across the screen.
So, he was very considerate and sent another red envelope.
Sheng Wantang: [I didn’t invite everyone to a wedding banquet when I got married. I gave you some small red envelopes to cheer you up.]
Are you jealous of me marrying Lu Jiyuan?
Then be jealous!
After a full ten seconds, someone finally reacted and came out to say congratulations, but the action of grabbing the red envelope was obviously not as active as before.
Sheng Wantang sent another one yuan red envelope, designated for Ruan Jishi.
Sheng Wantang: [When will Miss Ruan and your fiancé get married? I will give you one separately. I wish you a smooth wedding in advance. 】
——I’ll disgust you to death!
Those who made sarcastic remarks, including Ruan Jishi, were completely silent.
Sheng Wantang was on guard and would not let Lu Jiyuan touch her again in the next few days.
On the eve of the live broadcast conference of "Feng Hua", the traces on her body finally disappeared.
Sheng Wantang is a stylist, not the protagonist of the publicity. She wore a decent white T-shirt and jeans.
"Congratulations to Mrs. Lu on your wedding!" Chu Ling came over in a long gauze dress and handed Sheng Wantang a glass of freshly squeezed juice. "Considering that you may be preparing for pregnancy, I didn't bring you coffee."
"Thank you." Sheng Wantang took the juice and said, "Miss Chu's information is quite good."
The news of Sheng Wantang and Lu Jiyuan's marriage was only spread on a small scale among wealthy and aristocratic families, and many people on the crew did not know about it.
Chu Ling glanced at the diamond ring on the ring finger of Sheng Wantang's right hand and said, "Mr. Lu has shown me kindness, and I will keep it in my heart. If Miss Sheng needs anything in the future, feel free to come to me."
Nowadays, Sheng Wantang is in the limelight in the fashion circle, so it is natural that making friends is her top priority.
At this moment, a sound was heard in the distance.
Sheng Mengyue was wearing a tight red dress, accompanied by three assistants and eight bodyguards, and the scene was astonishingly grand.
Sheng Wantang knew where she had the confidence to be arrogant, and glanced at her flat belly.
All in all, Sheng Mengyue has been pregnant for at least three months, and she hasn't even shown her pregnancy yet.
Seeing Sheng Wantang, Sheng Mengyue rolled her eyes and said in a sly tone: "Some people, how popular they are when they get married now, will be miserable when they get divorced in the future!"
Sheng Wantang just took a step towards Sheng Mengyue.
Sheng Mengyue immediately took a cautious step back, and two bodyguards stood behind Sheng Mengyue.
"You still want to fight? Let's see who has the upper hand today!" Sheng Mengyue smiled contemptuously.
"It's so uncivilized to do anything." Sheng Wantang glanced at Sheng Mengyue's belly, "Sheng Mengyue, are you sure you are carrying a son? Are you sure you can use the baby to force the uterus? You are already pregnant, Lu Qi
Do you want to marry you? How beautiful it is now, but how miserable it will be in the future. This sentence is more appropriate for you to give to yourself!"