At The Deepest Level, She Was Just A Spoiled Child

"Luo Nanchu and Qin Lie? What's their relationship?" Fu Tingyuan asked mildly.

Xiao Fengting's face couldn't hide his smile as he replied, "I don't know what their relationship is now, but I do know one thing."

He took a breath and elaborated lightly, "Three years ago, before you met her, she had already been together with Qin Lie for five years."

These last few words darkened Fu Tingyuan's expression.

After a moment, he scoffed in a low voice, "So now their relationship has rekindled?"

As he spoke, a frostiness had already come over his expression. He tapped his fingers on the cold railing, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He saw it.

From the way that they smoked cigarettes, Luo Nanchu looked just like Qin Lie.

…

When Luo Nanchu came back, she saw a man leaning against the door of the hotel room and smoking in the corridor.

A faint shadow was cast over the man's tall figure. His pretty face was hazy under the dim light.

Luo Nanchu seemed to have felt something. When she was about a meter away from Fu Tingyuan, she stopped.

She looked up at him and called out mildly, "Mr. Fu, what are you doing here?"

Fu Tingyuan stood up straight. The crumbled cigarette ashes fell from his fingertips, and the thin smoke obscured his expression, accentuating his charm.

"Where are you coming from?"

Luo Nanchu pursed her lips slightly, and her tone became tepid as she replied, "I don't need to report that to you."

"Hah." He chuckled abruptly. The smile on the corner of his lips seemed a little chilly.

"After snuggling together with your ex, now you're puffed up enough to get angry at me, huh?" he asked.

Luo Nanchu froze for a moment. She frowned as she looked at Fu Tingyuan.

Then, she turned around and said coldly, "Mr. Fu, I don't care who stepped on your toes, but I'm not going to get angry and fight with you. If you want to get angry, go to Ms. Bai. Our relationship isn't so good that you can just get angry at me for no reason."

She headed out, but Fu Tingyuan stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. His force stopped her right there. Luo Nanchu turned and regarded him with a frown.

She could clearly tell that he was angry.

But how did this have anything to do with her?

"Let go." She pursed her lips.

"Go inside." Fu Tingyuan lifted her chin slightly.

Luo Nanchu gave a fake smile as she said, "No. Mr. Fu is angry. I'm afraid you'll beat me."

Seeing her countenance, which appeared as if it were covered in a layer of frost, he suddenly laughed and gently touched her face. His voice was very gentle as he said, "Luo Nanchu, do I need your approval to have sex with you? Now, get on the bed. You hear me?"

Luo Nanchu bit her lower lip as she stared at Fu Tingyuan. After being consoled by Qin Lie's tender words, she couldn't bear Fu Tingyuan's harsh words. At the deepest level, she was just a spoiled child. Back when she was with Qin Lie and Luo Juntian, she had never been treated badly. Roused by anger, she flung off Fu Tingyuan's hand and headed out.

Maddened, he gripped her wrist as though he wanted to crush her. Luo Nanchu was dragged into the room by force. Feeling the anger in him, she was pale with terror. Fu Tingyuan entered the bathroom and wiped her face vigorously with a wet towel as if he was going to wipe off the skin of her face with it.

"Fu Tingyuan, you madman! Let me go!" she screamed, her nails biting into his arm. There was nothing she could do as he pressed her against the sink and forced himself upon her.