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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nAfter hearing Ming Ansheng’s confession, it still left Su Yue in a daze—but then a kiss interrupted her daze.

nShe clenched Ming Ansheng’s shirt and buried her head in his chest. She was afraid of looking at his face.

nShe had yearned for his embrace, and she just wanted to savor this feeling for a while. Just a while longer.

nMing Ansheng carried Su Yue and left the warehouse. He strode to the car.

n“Drive.”

nHe commanded the chauffeur before the door was even closed.

nThe chauffeur pressed the ignition button and Ming Ansheng closed the door with a loud slam.

nSu Yue’s upper chest was still exposed and her clothes were still brushing against the wound. The excruciating pain was enough for her to lose consciousness given her weakened state.

nShe clenched her teeth as she tried to endure the pain. A crease appeared in between her eyebrows.

n“Yueyue.” Ming Ansheng stretched his hand to lift her clothes away from her chest.

nHer red and swollen wound contrasted with her fair and smooth skin. The sight was alarming and ghastly that it made Ming Ansheng’s chest feel painful.

nHe should be the one enduring this heart-wrenching pain and suffering.

nThe area of her red and swollen wound was large and there were blisters forming.

nBut the wound was on her chest, an intimate body part…

nMing Ansheng briefly deliberated before stretching his hand suddenly. He broke the rearview mirror with one clean snap, and it gave the chauffeur a bad shock that he almost stepped on the brakes.

n“Do not turn your head,” Ming Ansheng coldly commanded as he removed his blazer to hide Su Yue from sight.

nHe tore Su Yue’s clothes with swift movements.

nSu Yue’s chest was exposed.

nHer pale face blushed, and she instinctively covered her chest. She glared at Ming Ansheng and weakly said, “What are you doing?!”

n“Ahhh…”

nHer hand accidentally brushed against her wound, but she quickly she retracted her hand.

nMing Ansheng stared at her wound without blinking. Su Yue knew that he was looking at her wound, but… it was her chest.

nShe hastily tried to cover herself.

n“Don’t move,” Ming Ansheng reproached, but his voice seemed to entrance Su Yue.

nShe obeyed him without a word and stopped.

nThe man bent and blew gently on her wound.

nSu Yue bent her head to gaze at him. Her heart pounded furiously beyond her control.

nHer heart and mind were racing and the pain from the wound seemed to intensify. Her mind seemed to clear out by the increased pain.

n‘You’re a mistress. Your mother may have ruined someone’s marriage, but I will not let you destroy my marriage with Ming Ansheng…’

n‘You’re a mistress and a shameless b*tch. Your mother and you are truly mistresses…’

n‘Do you know what Grandfather Ming vowed? He will never let an illegitimate daughter whose mother was a mistress, enter the Ming family’s doors. Ming Ansheng went with me to take wedding photos today…’

nTang Feiling’s words rang repeatedly in her head, tormenting her quietly.

n“Uncle Ming, don’t do this.” Su Yue was about to explode from overwhelming emotions as she shoved Ming Ansheng away from her. She snatched his blazer to cover herself.

nShe moved away from him and leaned against the car door.

nShe turned her head and stared at him. “I don’t like it when you do this. Jiao Chen will be unhappy.”

nMing Ansheng heard her, and his body and expression froze at the same time.

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nThe words that came out from her mouth sounded so harsh.

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