Chapter 2 Has He Lost His Mind?

• The moment the dress glided off her body, Li Xinyu’s body was near naked.
• A man had unexpectedly barged in, so she swiftly turned her back on him and wrapped both her arms to cover her chest.
• This man towered at about 184-meters in height and was so handsome that he could make both gods and humans, ripe with envy. He had brooding eyes and thin alluring lips, and his nose bridge was high.
• He was none other than the one that Li Xinyu had been married to for 3 years, the husband whom she’d never seen again, Ling Yao.
• Li Xinyu quickly squatted down to recover her evening dress and wrapped the skirt around her body, apprehensively eyeing the man with dashing good looks, “Why are you here?”
• Right after the question came up, she wanted to just bite her tongue off.
• Suddenly she had a revelation. This was the Ling family home, and the feast tonight was their family’s event, so he was bound to turn up.
• In hindsight, it now made good sense why Madam Ling offered her this bedroom for future use with the thoughtful look in her eyes when she said so.
• Seemed like this bedroom was Ling Yao’s to begin with.
• For 3 years, their marriage had always been unconsummated, but she herself had not been concerned about it at all, so she didn’t really know which room belonged to him.
• Ling Yao pursed his lips while watching this woman, whose anxiety had her completely overwhelmed. His eyes gleamed like a hungry wolf who had marked his prey. He eyed willfully up and down her body, sizing her up
• This wine that she had imbibed caused her face to blush slightly and made her particularly appealing.
• Who sent this woman here? Was it because they knew of my meaningless marriage, so they deliberately tossed this little beauty into my bedroom?
• He was not the type who fancied promiscuous women with questionable backgrounds. But looking at this… her demeanor, be it her features or display of sheer panic, were all whetting his appetite.
• His raised his eyebrow, curled his lips invoking a wicked smile, then took a step forward quickly and pulled her in her arms, “Isn’t it a bit too late to cover yourself up?
• She did not dare make any rash movement, other than clutching her dress with both hands.
• “Ling Yao, what’s gotten into you? Let me go, I didn’t purposely come into your room, it was because...”
• Before she could finish, her lips were sealed by a kiss.
• “Playing hard to get? Nice.”
• To hell with playing hard to get. If she wanted him, she would not have escaped overseas to study, right after their marriage, for 3 years.
• Li Xinyu began to struggle.