In a swift motion, Gu Yining instinctively lifted her leg to kick him where it hurt.
But Fu Hanye was quicker; he blocked her legs with his own, forcefully spreading them apart and trapping them in place. His strength was overwhelming, leaving her, no matter how skilled, utterly powerless against him on the bed.
"Let go of me, Fu Hanye!" Gu Yining exclaimed, anger and humiliation boiling within her.
"I've seen this game of 'catch and release' played before. I'll admit you're quite good at it. Are you trying to provoke me? Congratulations, you've succeeded," he replied, his fingers trailing through her silky hair.
His gaze lingered on her slightly parted lips, which seemed to draw him in with an irresistible allure.
He was, after all, a normal man. The woman beneath him had undeniably sparked something inside him.
Gu Yining glared at him fiercely, her thoughts racing. What did this unpredictable jerk want? Why did he come to her after being intimate with another man?
He was truly the epitome of a scumbag. She was determined to teach him a lesson tonight.
Finding an opportunity, she managed to slip her hand beneath the pillow, retrieving a small self-defense knife. However, before she could pull it out fully, Fu Hanye seized her wrist and twisted her arm painfully.
"Ah…" The sudden surge of pain forced her to drop the knife.
In the next instant, his cool lips crashed down on hers.
This was her first kiss.
As he captured her mouth, her mind exploded with confusion, like a myriad of fireworks bursting into the night sky.
Fu Hanye pinned her hands above her head, using his strength to pry open her lips. His kiss was rough, demanding, and incredibly urgent.
Gu Yining was caught off guard, her instincts to fight back fading as she succumbed to the moment. She was taken aback by how skilled he was at kissing, leaving her feeling dizzy and surrounded by a pink haze.
Time seemed to stretch indefinitely until she felt her cheeks flush as if she might suffocate.
Finally, he pulled away, their lips parting reluctantly. Gu Yining lay there, breathless and panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
A glistening trail of moisture lingered on her crimson lips.
Fu Hanye nonchalantly wiped his thumb across his own mouth, savoring the kiss he had just stolen.
Hmm, not bad. The taste lingered pleasantly on his palate.
Gu Yining, on the other hand, grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and frantically wiped her slightly swollen lips.
"Fu Hanye, you jerk! Don't kiss me again after you've kissed a man. It's disgusting!" She was fuming, her anger reaching a boiling point.
It was infuriating that she felt repulsed, yet just moments ago, the kiss had ignited an inexplicable sweetness within her.
"So, you're throwing this fit because you're jealous?" Fu Hanye regarded her with a teasing glint in his eyes.
The contrast between her furious demeanor and the look of bliss when he'd kissed her was both amusing and infuriating to him.
"I'm not jealous; I'm disgusted."
"You once said you didn't mind my bisexuality," he said, raising an eyebrow, repeatedly echoing her previous words.
"That was before! I thought I wouldn't care, but now I do! Is it too much to ask for you to leave? Let's go to the civil affairs office tomorrow to finalize the divorce. Please."
Gu Yining was resolute about her desire for a divorce. Holding the title of Mrs. Fu had its conveniences and future advantages, but she couldn't shake off her emotional hurdles.
"It seems I overestimated your determination for revenge. You keep saying you want to have a child soon and take everything from the Gu family, but that's just a fleeting whim. You're no different from those who are content to stay in their comfort zones, avoiding any challenges that come their way." Fu Hanye raised an eyebrow, sitting up on the bed and straightening his rumpled shirt.
"Stop using words to provoke me," Gu Yining retorted, clenching her fists.
She hadn't forgotten her hatred; she had no intention of giving up her quest for revenge.