Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 443: Do You Like Me?

A blend of familiar yet foreign scent approached her unrestrainedly, Su Wanxin’s breath filled with his scent, mixed with a hint of alcohol.

He must have drunk quite a lot today, after all, it was his company’s annual meeting, and he couldn’t avoid being toasted to.

His breathing was a bit rapid; Su Wanxin didn’t know if it was because he had drunk too much.

He...

She watched his hanging head, instinctively dodging.

His hot breath panting by her ear, he mercilessly bit down on her neck, causing Su Wanxin to whimper in pain.

In the room, there were only the two of them, so quiet that they could hear each other’s breathing.

Her displeased "Fu Shihan" stirred an irresistible itch in the heart.

Fu Shihan, with eyes closed, buried his head in her neck. Each breath he took was a twinge of pain in his heart.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him; just seeing her always caused him pain.

He, as a person, lacked nothing and had no particular hobbies.

He lived as he pleased, vibed with like-minded friends, clapped back at subordinates he disliked, and played with enemies who were clueless.

He never took anything to heart, and for him, women were dispensable.

But why, with her, was he so uncharacteristic?

He was supposed to dislike her, he didn’t like his world being messed up, nor did he like being led by the nose.

So, even when he saw the reminders and hints left by his former self, he would be upset and unwilling to follow them.

A woman, was she worth all these meticulous efforts?

What was so special about her that made him forget so thoroughly yet also so reluctantly?

"Do you like me?"

After a long silence, he whispered in her ear.

Su Wanxin shuddered slightly upon hearing it, answering, "I hate you."

She felt uncomfortable just seeing him, and the same was true for his family; she hated them all.

This response should have angered him, but he laughed instead. "What a coincidence, I feel the same."

Su Wanxin took a deep breath, annoyed and wanting to push him away, but he was one step ahead.

He stood up straight, lifted her chin, and without explanation, sealed her lips with a kiss.

A domineering kiss that made no sense, blanking her mind instantly. Tears, for some reason, just fell.

Fu Shihan pulled her tightly into his embrace, their lips and teeth entangled.

Su Wanxin felt her body’s strength gradually disappear until, in the end, she could only weakly cling to him.

And then everything stopped when his hand reached for the hem of her clothing.

Fu Shihan came to his senses belatedly, realizing what he was doing.

He looked at the woman in his arms with her face blushing, lips slightly parted, and gaze misty, and furrowed his brows.

"Stay here tonight?"

He asked in a husky voice. Su Wanxin paused, then shook her head, "Are you joking?"

"My skills should be pretty good."

"Should be?"

"Yeah, since I’ve only been with you, you’re the judge of whether it’s good or not."

"..."

Su Wanxin’s face turned crimson, and with all her strength, she pushed him away fiercely and ran.

What was he saying, those flirtatious words!

How could he speak so matter-of-factly!

Su Wanxin ran back home, locked the door, dashed to her bedroom, dove into the covers, and curled up.

Her body, whether in fear, annoyance, or embarrassment, was trembling slightly.

Next door, Fu Shihan who failed to flirt successfully, felt uncomfortable all over as he sat on the couch, lit a cigarette, and sighed.

He reminisced about that kiss just now, licked his lips, and quickly started to miss that sensation.