《禁。慾》3《Will You Come Home Tonight?》
Chapter Eleven: The Residual Warmth of Scars and Secrets
1、Exposure with Nowhere to Hide
In the living room of the overseas villa, the afternoon sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, yet it felt as cold as ice.
On the marble coffee table, Shen Rui'an's phone screen was frantically popping up countless web notifications. The glaring headlines were like countless venomous snakes flicking their tongues, tearing apart the past she had painstakingly buried and exposing it under the sunlight.
【Shocking! Jiang Group's Beautiful Secretary's True Identity Exposed! Nightclub Top Hostess!】
【Shen Rui'an's Past Dark History Leaked: Once Mortgaged to a Nightclub by Her Ex-Gambler Boyfriend, Drowning in Debt!】
【Pure Relationship? See How Past Hostess Photos Slap Jiang Yuhe in the Face! Click to View HD Images……】
Online, netizens whose strong curiosity had been piqued by Jiang Yuhe's words "pitiful background" unleashed terrifying digging abilities. In less than half a day, various photos of Shen Rui'an being driven to desperation by loan sharks, serving tea and pouring drinks at the nightclub, and even being humiliated by customers forcing alcohol on her were completely dug up.
Shen Rui'an sat on the sofa with a pale face, her fingertips trembling violently. An overwhelming sense of shame surged like a tidal wave, almost drowning her completely. The thing she feared most had finally happened.
"Rui'an, have some hot water."
A fair, slender large hand handed over a cup of lemon water with steam rising from it.
Pei Xiuyu had somehow walked to her side. His refined and handsome gentleman's face was full of heartache. Seeing Shen Rui'an curled up like she might shatter at any moment, he hated himself for the first time for not meeting her a few years earlier.
The madness in the bathroom last night, that loss of control that crossed the line between brothers, had become the most untouchable secret between them. At this moment in the living room, the air carried a tacitly understood stickiness and awkwardness, yet faintly mixed with a dangerous sweetness.
Shen Rui'an didn't even dare to look him in the eye. She attributed last night's absurdity to her own wantonness after drinking, feeling so ashamed she wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground. Her body subconsciously shifted toward the other side of the sofa, trying to create distance.
However, Pei Xiuyu saw through her little thoughts. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward more naturally, placing the cup into her cold palm, his tone as gentle as ever, without any pressure: "I've already had someone suppress the online trends. Stop looking at your phone. Last night…… you drank too much, did you sleep well when you went back to your room?"
Hearing the words "last night," Shen Rui'an's cheeks instantly burned as if on fire. Her fingertips trembled, her voice as soft as a mosquito: "Xiuyu, about yesterday…… I was drunk and lost control, I'm really sorry. From now on, we should still……"
"Rui'an." Pei Xiuyu interrupted her, sitting down beside the sofa while maintaining a polite distance, though his gaze was incredibly heated. "No need to apologize. That was my own choice. Jiang Yuhe can handle his own affairs, but I'll always be here to help you."
Shen Rui'an stared at him blankly. Pei Xiuyu's respect, tinged with caution, was like a clean warm current, giving her tormented heart its first true comfort. Sitting in the sunlight, Pei Xiuyu took the initiative to chat about interesting stories with Jiang Yuhe, deliberately easing her tension. Shen Rui'an looked at his refined profile; though her heartbeat was somewhat chaotic, a relaxed smile finally appeared at the corner of her lips.
2、Childish Plunder
In reality, as filming progressed, everyone was getting more into character, with almost no more frequent NGs than before.
After wrapping up, in the top-floor luxury apartment, the window offered a view of the bustling city nightscape.
After Sun had just finished her bath, wearing only an extremely silky black spaghetti-strap nightgown, she lay lazily on the large, soft double bed.
She was scrolling through a series of特色 street food photos that Xu Mu'an had just sent. Thinking about how in the drama Shen Rui'an and Pei Xiuyu were beginning to have an unspeakable secret, that ambiguous yet awkward plot, Sun couldn't help but curve her red lips and reply to Xu Mu'an in reality: 【You cooperated pretty well today, secret lover.】
"Who are you chatting with, smiling so flirtatiously?"
A low, hoarse voice filled with extreme possessiveness suddenly came from the bathroom doorway.
Before Sun could react, Qin Che had finished his bath and walked over. He had only loosely wrapped a white bath towel around his waist, his tall and muscular inverted-triangle physique completely exposed to the air, with glistening water droplets still hanging on his toned chest.
While drying his hair with a towel, Qin Che walked over with a stern face, his deep black eyes fixed on her phone screen. When he caught sight of the three characters "Xu Mu'an," that damn jar of vinegar instantly tipped over completely.
"Qin Che, you walk without making a sound?" Sun rolled her eyes. Just as she was about to put away her phone, her wrist was precisely and forcefully grabbed by Qin Che in the next second.
"In the drama, you've already crossed that line with Pei Xiuyu, keeping secrets and all, feeling pretty relaxed and happy? Now that filming's over, you still want to meet up with Xu Mu'an?" Qin Che sneered, applying slight force with his large hand, directly twisting Sun's arms behind her back and roughly pressing her onto the soft large bed.
Sun struggled amusedly a couple of times: "Qin Che, are you being childish? Xu Mu'an is my good friend! And that was acting, it's the script's direction!"
3、Various Ways of Begging for Mercy
Qin Che didn't want to hear her explanation at all. At this moment in the private space, the jealousy from seeing Xu Mu'an being intimate with Sun in front of the camera during the day was raging in his chest. With a stern, incredibly handsome face, he coldly glared at the woman on the bed, then silently yanked off his bath towel and turned to lie flat, emitting an extreme low pressure.
The big boss was actually sulking, looking as if he didn't want to touch her.
Watching his childish and tsundere state, Sun's mischievous side was instead aroused. Amused, she lifted the blanket, softly climbed onto him, and deliberately teased with that tender hole already moist from his proximity, grinding intentionally or unintentionally against that thick, towering member that had long been hard because of "her."