Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The cell phone fell beside Lin Xuanji’s ears, so she could hear clearly every single word that Lin Xuanyin had said.
Lin Xuanji lay on the soft bed, with Lu Jinwen’s tall and handsome body hovering above her. Both their eyes met.
“Was Xuanyin telling the truth?”
“Was Elder Sister telling the truth?”
Both of them asked in unison.
Lu Jinwen hung up the call immediately. He placed his hands by the woman’s sides and said, “You ask first.”
Lin Xuanji looked at him and smiled. “Was that the reason you wanted to hear? That I am jealous and I want to marry you to be your Mrs Lu?”
Lu Jinwen pursed his thin lips. “Have you returned for revenge? Is your ultimate target me?”
“Do you want to know?”
Lu Jinwen shook his head. “I don’t…”
With that, he leaned down and kissed her red lips.
This time, he managed to kiss her, and both their lips touched. Lu Jinwen pinned her down and kissed her ruthlessly. Soon after, he extended his long tongue, which knocked against her teeth.
Lin Xuanji placed her hands onto his broad chest and wanted to push him away. “We are so old already. Let’s not French kiss.”
Grasping her flailing hands, Lu Jinwen immediately held them above her head, slipping his long tongue into her mouth.
A few seconds later, the sound of their sloppy, wet kissing could be heard, which was enough to make one blush.
Lin Xuanji did not close her eyes and looked at the man’s handsome face, which was very close to hers. He was kissing her with his brows knitted, and he looked so passionate.
Her mouth and nostrils were filled with the taste of him. His masculine scent drifted over, lingering between them. This man, who was almost fifty years old, was still indulging in such intimate kissing.
Soon after, the man became unsatisfied with merely kissing. His soft lips landed on her face, hair, and neck…
Wandering hands began to tear her pajamas apart.
“Lu Jinwen.” Lin Xuanji promptly pressed on his hand. She shook her head and refused to let him have his way. “You can’t.”
Lu Jinwen’s deep eyes became bloodshot. He undid a few buttons on his black shirt and his throat bobbed. He asked in a husky voice, which had a slightly patronizing tone to it, “Why?”
“I don’t want to.”
Lu Jinwen hunched his body again and kissed her red lips. “You only have to lie down. I’ll do everything.”
“…”
Lin Xuanji pushed him again.
Furious, Lu Jinwen stood up and glared at her viciously.
And Lin Xuanji knew that he was furious.
She did not know how other men would when they could not satisfy their sexual urges, but whenever she rejected him all these years, he would pull a long face for her to see, tie her up and force himself on her.
All these years, he had not changed in the slightest.
Lin Xuanji’s bright eyes landed on his handsome face and her voice was tender. “Come after you’ve divorced my sister.”
“Ha.” Lu Jinwen gave a low laugh and squeezed her little face with his large palm. “Are you playing games with me?”
“I’m not.” Lin Xuanji fluttered her eyelashes at him to show her innocence.
Lu Jinwen’s eyes turned somber and he moved slightly. He knelt on the bed, pulled her up and placed her hand on his leather belt. “I’m going to take a cold shower. Help me undo my belt.”
“What about your hand?”
Lu Jinwen glared at her. “Still talking nonsense?”
Both of them were in a very intimate and sexually provocative position. His legs were spread open and he was kneeling by her side. She was sitting up, but her body was still pinned down by him, which resulted in her face pressing against his muscular torso.
She moved a little but was unable to extricate herself from him. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers today, with a black leather belt cinched tightly around his waist. This fifty-year-old man was still so masculine, his hard muscles could be felt beneath his thin shirt.
Lin Xuanji felt uneasy and blushed.
Lu Jinwen stuck one hand into his pocket and took out a cigar. He dangled the cigar on his thin lips and reached for his lighter, but did not manage to retrieve it.
He has forgotten to bring his lighter out.
With furrowed brows, he glanced down at the woman. “Do you have a lighter?”
“No.”
“F*ck.”
Lin Xuanji promptly glared at him. “F*ck what?”
Lu Jinwen arched his brows maliciously. “Damn it, I want to f*ck you. How about that?”
“…”
Lin Xuanji clenched her fists and pummeled his muscular thighs.
“Are you itching for a beating?” Lu Jinwen curved his lips, grasped the back of her head and immediately pushed her face into his muscular torso.
“Lu Jinwen!” She yelled his name furiously.
Lu Jinwen dangled his cigar on his lips. He was teasing her just like how he would tease a little cat and he chuckled. “Ha.”
“Go shower!” Lin Xuanji pushed him away.
Lu Jinwen did not deign to fool around any longer. He got down the bed, stood up and threw his cigar into the rubbish bin before he leaned down to caress her face, running his fingers across her soft skin.
Lin Xuanji promptly evaded his touch and Lu Jinwen entered the bathroom.
He had finally gone to shower.
Lin Xuanji sat on the bed in a daze for a while. At this moment, a melodious ring-tone sounded from the cell phone. It was Lin Xuanyin again.
He had gone into the bathroom without his cell phone.
It was still on her bed, tussled between the sheets.
He was not guarded against her at all.
Lin Xuanji took the cell phone and received the call.
Lin Xuanyin’s anxious voice promptly came through the phone. “Jinwen, listen to me. Xuanji is really back for revenge this time. She…”
“Elder Sister,” Lin Xuanji interrupted Lin Xuanyin. “Since you know that I’m back for revenge, you and Father should be mentally prepared.”
Lin Xuanyin startled. “Where is Jinwen?”
“In the shower.”
“…”
“Elder Sister, how did your heart failure condition come about? Was it caused by saving Lu Jinwen?”
Lin Xuanyin gasped and widened her eyes instantly. “Younger Sister, what do you mean?”
Lin Xuanji swept her hair behind her shoulder and gave a laugh. “I’m just casually asking. I don’t mean anything else.”
Letting out a huge sigh of relief, Lin Xuanyin heard Lin Xuanji’s voice again. “Elder Sister, it has been so many years. Why didn’t you bear Lu Jinwen a son? Lu Jinwen wants a son very much. Oh yes, Elder Sister, do you know who is my son’s biological father?”
Thump. Lin Xuanyin’s heart jumped. Tang Chenyi’s almond-shaped eyes surfaced in her mind. His eyes were so similar to Lu Jinwen.
Actually, Jun Mosheng also had a pair of almond-shaped eyes, but his eyes were very warm and gentle, unlike Lu Jinwen’s cold ones.
Everyone thought that Tang Chenyi’s almond-shaped eyes were similar to Jun Mosheng’s, but in actual fact, his eyes were more similar to Lu Jinwen’s.
