Shen Manjun struggled fiercely, suspecting that Lu Tianxing had crawled out of some backwoods gully. In all of China, the Shen Family was a colossal presence, intimidating countless individuals, yet Lu Tianxing appeared utterly unconcerned. His expression didn’t even falter, as if the name of the family was just any ordinary one.
"What are you squirming for? Stay still for me."
Lu Tianxing ignored Shen Manjun’s murderous gaze and instead raised his hand and smacked it down on her perky butt.
The crisp sound indicated to Lu Tianxing that the elasticity was exceptionally pleasing, his palm nearly bouncing back at him.
Shen Manjun’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Lu Tianxing. She had never regarded any man highly, maintaining her purity and never having any intimate contacts with a man, other than polite handshakes. But now, in just a few days, not only had a man teased her, he had seen her body.
And now, to top it all off, her most private place had been struck by a man – and every single one of these indignities inflicted by the same man.
Disgrace, an immense disgrace.
The Sect Leader of the Beijing Shen Family, the CEO of the Shen Group, coveted by countless; and now her butt had been spanked by a man. If word of this got out, her reputation would be completely destroyed.
"You dared to hit me? You son of a bitch, I, Shen Manjun, swear, I will have you torn to pieces."
Shen Manjun glared at Lu Tianxing with fiery eyes. Had she a knife in her hand at that moment, she would have emasculated the bastard Lu Tianxing without a second thought.
"So what if I hit you? I’m your future husband. Daring to be insubordinate to your future husband, it seems the earlier lesson wasn’t enough."
As he spoke, Lu Tianxing reached out his hand again, the pleasant sensation from before enticing enough to warrant a second try, besides, he was already in deep trouble, so it didn’t matter if he offended her yet again.
So, Lu Tianxing decisively lifted his hand and smacked Shen Manjun’s butt again.
"Ah! You bastard, pervert, dirty hooligan, you’re dead meat, I will definitely kill you, I want to chop you up and feed you to the dogs."
The burning pain from her butt made Shen Manjun scream out loud, her legs struggling even more fiercely.
Before Shen Manjun’s words had even finished, Lu Tianxing delivered several more smacks, the elasticity under his hand making him feel parched and tongue-tied; this woman was too tempting.
"Bastard, bastard, you bastard."
Shen Manjun could no longer care about her demeanor and erupted in curses, but her heart began to race with an unprecedented throbbing, a strange sensation spreading throughout her body, as if countless ants were crawling on her skin, making her feel utterly uncomfortable.
"This is your lesson, woman. Just stay at home and take care of your husband and children, don’t run around all day, it’s easy to run into bad people," Lu Tianxing said to Shen Manjun. Although he was tempted to feel that surprising bounciness once more, he ultimately restrained himself.
Playing with fire should not be overdone, or else you’ll get burnt, and then it won’t be easy to put out the flames.
"I’ll remember you, I won’t let you off easily."
Shen Manjun glared at Lu Tianxing, her eyes blazing as if intending to etch his image deep into her heart.
Having said this, Shen Manjun simply closed her eyes and remained still, assuming a posture that seemed to say she was at his mercy.
Seeing Shen Manjun motionless, giving off a ’do whatever you want’ vibe, Lu Tianxing immediately lost interest. The reason he had said those words was just to scare Shen Manjun and to pay her back for the sarcastic jibes she had directed at him the day before. Although he liked beautiful women, he certainly wasn’t about to behave like a beast.
To have a woman willingly give herself to you is far better than forcefully obtaining a woman’s body. A hooligan and a seducer are forever two different concepts.
Taking a deep breath to calm the fire within, Lu Tianxing let go of Shen Manjun and stepped back a few paces. "You can go! I suddenly realize you’re not my type, and it seems hardly worth it to end up in jail for you."
"You’re letting me go?"
Shen Manjun opened her eyes, looking at Lu Tianxing in disbelief. She had braced herself for the worst, never expecting to find relief where there seemed to be none.
"Yeah! Unless you actually have masochistic tendencies and want me to **** you. I won’t deny you’re very pretty, but I’m not about to go to jail for a woman. Only a fool would do that. There are so many women in this world, missing one flower doesn’t matter when there’s an ocean of flowers ahead—peonies, roses, varieties of all sorts. Why would I go to jail for you?"
Lu Tianxing gave Shen Manjun an incredulous look, seemingly having noticed a trace of disappointment in the woman’s eyes. What the hell was happening? Could it be she really had some S&M tendencies?
Shen Manjun remained silent, her gaze resting on Lu Tianxing. She noticed that the once sinister-looking Lu Tianxing now had a clear, unperturbed gaze that held no impurities when looking at her, as if everything that had just happened was merely a dream for her. But... but she had clearly felt that Lu Tianxing wanted to do something to her just moments ago.
For a moment, Shen Manjun was filled with doubts. Confident in her looks and figure, she believed there were few men in the world who could resist her charm, and indeed that was the case. In Beijing, countless well-born gentlemen sought her favor, willing to spend a fortune for just one smile, yet none had succeeded.
Unfortunately, she had met Lu Tianxing, a man who clearly intended to do something but gave up at the critical moment, making her once again question her own allure. Was she really getting old, the wrinkles creeping in, the charm of her youth fading?
Suddenly, Shen Manjun was filled with uncertainty.
"Are you, perhaps, quick on the draw?"
Watching Lu Tianxing, who had just lit a cigarette, Shen Manjun pondered for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion. It wasn’t that her charm was insufficient; it was that this man was all show and no go, unable to perform even before the act and thus had a change of heart to let her go.
Upon hearing that, Lu Tianxing, who had just taken a drag, immediately choked, tears streaming down his face.
All show and no go—who has ever heard of one who can last several hours in bed being called that? Except for China’s soccer team’s 90 minutes without shooting, who dares to compete with him?