After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Strong… Strong Kiss?

Li Lingyang, feeling annoyed and agitated, tugged at his tie. What else could it be but money?

“Do you think it could be that woman who had your child years ago? She wanted to find you at first, but when she saw Shen Jiangqing by your side, she disappeared. Now, after a few years, she notices you and Shen Jiangqing never got married, so she starts fantasizing again and makes the child come looking for you?” Mu Bailang quickly concocted a melodramatic love story in his head.

Li Lingyang scoffed at the idea, but upon further contemplation, he realized there was some logic to it. He silently pulled out a cigarette, his expression somber.

By all accounts, Shen Jiangqing was his lifesaver and had given birth to twins. He really should have married her long ago.

But every time he thought about her stealing his sperm to have the twins, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Back when he had a car accident and fell off a cliff, becoming blinded, he couldn’t see her face, but he could sense that she was a kind-hearted person, who wouldn’t resort to using a child to better her position.

…

The private room was dazzled with lights and animated with laughter; Ning Yichu and everyone else gradually warmed up to each other.

Noticing it was getting late, she made the excuse of going to the restroom and slipped out to call Aunt Wang—it was time for Ningning to go to bed.

Ningning had recently gotten obsessed with a cartoon, which was bad for the eyes when watched too long, especially before bedtime.

After hanging up the phone, she prepared to head back to the private room, but as she rounded the corridor and passed near a small balcony, a shadow slowly rose behind the curtains…

Ning Yichu hadn’t yet made out who it was when her arm was abruptly seized, and before she could resist, she was pulled onto the balcony, her back pressing tightly against his chest.

The night was a blur of intoxicating lights and colors.

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“Ah! Who is this…” Ning Yichu, frightened out of her wits, barely got the words out of her throat when her mouth was covered tightly by the man’s hand.

Her whole body bristled with fear, and without thinking, she viciously elbowed towards the man’s chest…

The man narrowly avoided the blow, and his low, husky voice followed, “It’s me.”

Hearing the deep male voice, Ning Yichu was taken aback, turning her head in disbelief to stare at Li Lingyang, “Please, scaring someone to death is not funny. Can’t you be a little less like an unyielding spirit?”

“If you haven’t done anything guilty, why fear a ghost knocking at the door?”

Li Lingyang slowly released his hand from around her waist, looking at her calmly.

Yet the balcony was so small, and even though she had escaped from his arms, she could still smell the faint scent of alcohol on him.

Ning Yichu replied irritably, “You’re more terrifying than a ghost.”

Li Lingyang gazed at her panicked and slightly anxious pretty face, “Who were you on the phone with just now?”

He had gone to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, feeling agitated, but then he overheard her softly instructing someone that it was time to sleep—a tone so gentle, it was clearly like she was coaxing a child!

Ning Yichu’s heart skipped a beat.

Had he heard her coaxing Ningning to sleep?

“Why do you care who I talk to on the phone?”

Ning Yichu dropped the retort and started to leave, but as she passed by him, he suddenly grabbed her around the waist. By the time she came to her senses, she was already pinned against the wall.

In front of her was his solid chest, with nowhere to move, her hands pushing against his chest, her fair face flushed red with both shame and anger.

In the man’s ink-black eyes, it was as if ice and fire took turns, now filled with blood-red, now terrifyingly cold. The cool fabric of his uniform lifted her chin as if to see through her, “Why the hurry? Scared I’ll discover your secret?”

“We’re already divorced. What’s the point of saying these things?”

This woman, whenever she mentioned the cuckoldry she had inflicted on him five years ago, always seemed so nonchalant!

No, perhaps disdainful was more fitting!

As if her marriage to him had been a constraint, and only now had she found her freedom.

“Ning Yichu, you gave me such a big green hat five years ago, now is it perhaps my turn?”

“What… mmmph…”

Ning Yichu’s startling words were cut off abruptly as Li Lingyang suddenly leaned down, forcefully sealing her slightly parted red lips, his fingertips wantonly traced the corners of her mouth, gently grinding.

Both had drunk alcohol, and the mingling of their breaths carried the taste of both.

Ning Yichu’s eyes widened in shock, unsure if it was the alcohol taking effect, but she seemed unable to muster any strength. She could only try to avoid his intrusion, “It hurts… let go…”

Li Lingyang’s fingertips squeezed her chin harder, not allowing her to struggle, his icy lips once again swallowed her voice, forcing her to retreat step by step.

Ning Yichu had a disquieting illusion, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Air was being slowly drawn out of her lungs, she was having difficulty breathing, her face flushed red, suffused with a light hue of drunken redness, she yelled in panic, “Li Lingyang, you bastard, let go… Shen Jiangqing… she…”

Most of her voice was intermittent, and she herself did not know what she had managed to say.

On the contrary, the more she resisted, the more domineering and aggressive his kiss became.

By the end of the kiss, it was unclear how much time had passed.

Her whole body hung limply from his, like a puddle of water…

Li Lingyang was likewise breathing unevenly. Ning Yichu pushed him away in panic, only to stagger against the wall, trying to steady herself. The scene was embarrassingly akward.

She angrily swung at his handsome face, but he deftly blocked it.

Li Lingyang spoke with a thin smile, “When we first married, a mere glance from me would delight you for a long time. Only a few years have passed, and you’ve come to despise me so much? Or is it that your feelings have always been so cheap?”

“Who hasn’t fallen for trash when they were young?” Ning Yichu, too, was furious, her chest heaving with scorn, “What about you? Five years ago, I let you touch me for free, and you remained chaste as a jade. Now that I have a new love, you come buzzing around like a pest, what’s the deal? Is the gentle and weak Shen Jiangqing not satisfying you? Got an itch you can’t scratch?”

Li Lingyang’s handsome face turned slightly angry, and his piercing eyes narrowed, “I’ve said it before, until you give a clear account of what happened five years ago, don’t think I’ll let you off!”

Ning Yichu vigorously wiped the corners of her mouth, disdainfully saying, “What a shame, I’ve seen my fair share of men. Someone like President Li, with such poor and rough skills in bed, you couldn’t even compare to a gigolo. I’m not interested!”

Li Lingyang, upon hearing this, felt his rage skyrocket, “Dare you repeat that?!”

“I dare not.” Ning Yichu replied very honestly, “Some people are petty, speaking the truth can lead to vengeful assaults!”

Although she didn’t repeat her words, how was this any different from indirectly mocking him?

Li Lingyang’s pupils contracted. After all these years, their one and only time was when they slept together drunk at Grandma’s banquet. After drinking so much, who the hell still remembers whether it was tender?

In fact, if she would just soften up a bit, even if she truly had a child with some other man, he wouldn’t harm her…