I'll Marry You As Fast as I Can

"Daddy, you're so good, I love you so much." Lan Lan pounced into Li Zhenting's arms, acting spoiled.

She really liked her daddy, even more than mommy.

Daddy was handsome, kind, and caring. She loved him so much!

Li Zhenting smiled faintly and kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep now, it's getting late, and you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."

"Daddy, I want you to tell me the story of Snow White." Lan Lan obediently tucked herself into the blanket, holding Li Zhenting's hand, her voice soft and sweet as if it could melt.

Li Zhenting smiled slightly. "Okay, close your eyes, and I'll read you the story."

...

That night, a crescent moon shone through the study room window.

Li Zhenting sat at his desk, correcting documents. He felt inexplicably restless, and images of Shen Ning's face flashed through his mind.

Lost in thought, he suddenly heard the door open.

"Zhenting." Shen Mei swayed her waist and walked in with light steps, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Yeah." Li Zhenting's eyes remained fixed on the computer screen as he responded with a nonchalant tone.

"Zhenting, I'm sorry for being so harsh to Ding Ding today. But I was in a bad mood at that time. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to." Shen Mei lowered her head, standing docilely next to Li Zhenting, looking fragile and gentle.

She had just finished showering, and a faint scent of orange blossoms emanated from her body, the kind that Li Zhenting liked.

Li Zhenting took a sniff and looked up, his face turning a shade of red.

The woman beside him was wearing a nearly transparent gown, with nothing underneath. Every inch of her was on full display!

He was, after all, a passionate man, and his ears turned red. He quickly straightened up.

"Zhenting, you can rest assured that I will treat Ding Ding well from now on. After all, he is my own son, and I expect him to support me in my old age."

Shen Mei suddenly sat down on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his, and acting spoiled.

"Don't be angry with me, okay?"

Li Zhenting's breath hitched as he reached out to remove her hand from his wrist.

But this time, Shen Mei seemed determined. She tightly entwined her hands around his neck, her soft body pressed against his sturdy chest, and she softly gasped, "Zhenting, I love you. Don't you want me? We've known each other for six years, and I've already given birth to our lovely children. You even planned to marry me. Why don't you want me? Am I not good enough? Not gentle enough? Did I do something wrong? Please tell me, so I can change."

Her body lightly brushed against his thigh, and her red lips were about to touch Li Zhenting's lips.

"Shen Mei, don't do this." Li Zhenting suddenly pushed her away, startled by the image of Shen Ning's proud and radiant face that flashed in his mind. He stood up.

Shen Mei's back hit the desk, causing her pain. But what hurt her even more was that Li Zhenting had rejected her advances.

"Zhenting, why? Don't you like me? Don't you want to marry me anymore?" She felt extremely wronged, her eyes glistening with tears.

Li Zhenting fell silent for a moment before speaking gently, "Meimei, as long as you are patient with Ding Ding, take good care of the children, and live a stable life, I will marry you as soon as possible. I will give you the status and wealth you desire."

Shen Mei blinked her tear-filled eyes, maintaining a poker face. But inside, she felt a secret delight.

Indeed, what her mother said was true. Men couldn't resist temptation. However, she didn't want to give up just yet. She not only wanted his power but also wanted him as a person. After all, she had loved him for so many years.

"Zhenting, since we are about to get married, can't we be intimate like all other couples in the world? Why don't you want me?" She once again threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down, her fingers caressing his well-defined abdominal muscles and trailing downward.