"Very well," he said again, "from now on, wait for me to come home every day, and don't let Mrs. Gui do these things."
She instinctively nodded again.
Having achieved his goal, he turned and headed upstairs.
Watching his retreating figure, she suddenly remembered something—she had spent hours here waiting for him, and it wasn't to help him take off his coat! "Wait!" she called out.
He paused his steps and turned around.
"You..." She wanted to confront him, but looking at his expressionless face, she didn't know how to begin. Finally, she summoned up her courage and said, "Did you secretly interfere, preventing me from passing those company interviews?"
"It seems you're not that foolish." He didn't deny it.
The flames of anger surged up inside her: "Why?! Lu Shifeng! I didn't touch the camera as you demanded, I married as you wished, so why are you interfering with me finding a job now?!" She had little freedom left; did he insist on turning her into a puppet on strings?!
He looked at her with calm indifference: "I told you, you are not to defy my orders."
He was not accustomed to wasting words, and he had been more than patient with her. Since she wouldn't listen, he had to set rules through actions.
She was so angry she laughed: "I'm your wife! Not your slave!"
He frowned slightly: "I didn't take you as a slave."
"Then why do you interfere with me?!" she shouted at him, "Lu Shifeng, I want to work! Do you hear me, I want to work! I don't care what you think, I need a job! Even if you forbid it, I will keep looking. Is every company in the world yours? I believe I will find one that won't kowtow to you!"
"You're welcome to try." Lu Shifeng said.
Indeed, the Lu Family was a top-tier prestigious family, but in this thriving city filled with elite families, not to mention Emperor Entertainment's Pei Family could rival them to some extent. However, even if she managed to find a company under the Pei Family, how could it matter? As long as Lu Shifeng had a word with them, he didn't believe the Pei Family wouldn't give face.
In the end, he was the heir to a top prestigious family, and she had nothing.
Su Xingyu was infuriated by him and understood from his words that she had no chance whatsoever.
Her eyes reddened, she spoke without thinking: "You can't have everything your way! If you don't allow me to find a job, then I'll pick up the camera and take photos again for you to see! Lu Shifeng, don't think you can use those nude photos to threaten me anymore, now I'm your wife, if there's shame, we'll both bear it!"
His expression instantly became sinister, he stepped back toward her in a few strides, grabbing her collar: "Say that again if you dare."
"I said I want to take pictures!" she lifted her chin, fearlessly looking him in the eye, "If you're capable, kill me now!"
His hand rose high and swung towards her face!
Her heart tightened, instinctively closing her eyes, waiting for the burning slap to land on her face.
However, she waited for a long time, and the slap never came.
She heard his voice as if from the abyss: "Su Xingyu, I've been too indulgent with you."
Before she could react, he suddenly hoisted her over his shoulder and headed upstairs!
Everything spun around her, she gasped, opened her eyes, only to find her body suspended in the air, carried in a suggestive posture over his shoulder. His hand was firmly pressed against her bottom; she wore a short, thin pencil skirt due to the interview today, and now carried like this, she was heavily exposed. Most of his hand was directly on the stockings beneath her skirt. The hot touch made her both ashamed and flustered, she kicked and screamed, "Let go of me! Let go!"
He remained undeterred, striding to the bedroom, and tossed her onto the wide, luxurious bed.
Her clothes were in disarray; she felt like her bones were going to break. Struggling to get up, she was pressed back into the bed by him.
His eyes were dark, he loomed over her: "Su Xingyu, you need to be taught a lesson."
Even if she was foolish, she realized what he intended, struggling harder: "Lu Shifeng, you promised not to touch me! You, you promised to give me a month!" The only thing she could rely on was this, his promise, "You can't break your word!"
"If you can, why can't I?" His cold laugh was gentle, leisurely beginning to undo her buttons, "You also promised never to touch a camera again in this life, did you forget?"
"I..." The buttons were undone one by one, her white skin exposed under his aggressive gaze made her shiver with fear. She was scared, desperately trying to cover her chest, almost crying out, "I promise you! I won't touch a camera again! What I said just now was out of anger, you, don't do this...!"
He continued to sneer, lifting her chin with one hand—he seemed fond of this gesture—"Out of anger? Su Xingyu, I don't like to waste words with people who go back on their word, and this time, you must learn your lesson." His somewhat rough fingertip gently stroked her lip, the strange sensation making her tremble uncontrollably. He leaned down, kissed her, effortlessly prying open her teeth, lips and tongues intertwined, capturing and occupying.
Her breath was uneven, wanting to tell him to stop, but her lips were blocked.
In desperation, she bit him hard, the salty taste of blood quickly spreading between their lips and teeth, she only felt his assault pause, then the slightly cool thin lips left her lips. She looked at him, shrinking back fearfully.
He still pressed down on her, looming high, with an unfathomable expression.
Seeing the blood on his lips, she was frightened, knowing how capricious this man could be. Now that she had offended him, would he...
"I..." She wanted to apologize, wanted to tell him she didn't mean it.
She wanted to escape, crying and crawling to the edge of the bed, he easily caught her ankle, pulling her back in an instant.