"This is punishment."
Shi Yu pulled away from her lips, satisfied as he admired the wound on them, the bite marks like his personal brand.
How could he not leave a mark on the woman he set his sights on?
Shen Cheng cursed loudly, the blood spreading at the corner of her mouth appearing somewhat sinister.
Shi Yu raised his lips in a smile and flipped over to press her beneath him.
Before Shen Cheng could react, he bowed his head and bit her lips once more.
He bit hard, seemingly wanting to leave an even deeper wound.
Shen Cheng’s beautiful eyes widened—
She wasn’t sure if she was intoxicated by the unique aura emanating from Shi Yu or had simply forgotten how to resist.
It took her a long while to remember to push him away with her hands.
But Shi Yu had no intention of giving her that opportunity, restraining her defiant hands.
His teeth applied a little force, and the strong taste of blood wafted from her lips.
This guy must be part dog!
Shen Cheng glared at him in furious anger, wishing she could cut him with a knife to vent her rage.
As if satisfied with his handiwork, Shi Yu finally pulled away from her lips, propping his hands on either side of her shoulders, watching her with great interest.
That devilish and unrestrained stance was infuriating.
He curled his lips into a smile, "From now on, you, Shen Cheng, belong to me."
Shen Cheng wiped away the blood from the corner of her lip with a hand, raised an eyebrow, and said angrily, "Do you think I’m some object, take it if you want!"
"If not an object, do you prefer being a pet?"
His magnetic voice carried a hint of flippancy.
The word "sister" stuck in her throat. Damn, she was so furious her IQ dropped to zero.
"Oh? You want to be mine?"
"If you want to be mine, just say so. I don’t mind sleeping with you. Oh no, I mean, I don’t mind accompanying you to sleep."
"Or do you think doing it in the car lacks romance?"
"Or do you have any special hobbies, like SM—"
Shen Cheng blanked out for three seconds, then—
"You shameless pervert!"
"Alive, you waste air; dead, you waste land; half-dead, you waste money!"
"You’re the king of all beasts, with only beastly instincts, no humanity!"
"Go as far back as history itself!!"
Under Shi Yu’s amused gaze, Shen Cheng calmly slipped out from under his arm and got out of the car.
Such proud demeanor, hardly looking like someone who had just been bullied.
Watching that petite figure walk away, Shi Yu picked up his phone and dialed a number—
After the call connected, he spoke coldly, "In five minutes, I want all the information on Shen Cheng."
His voice was calm yet carried an undeniable authority.
He disconnected the call, glanced at the luxury watch on his wrist, reclined lazily, and closed his eyes.
Five minutes later, his phone received an email—
Shi Yu opened his eyes, his long fingers tapping the email open.
Name: Shen Cheng. (Original name Shen Chengzi)
Age: 21 years old, born on September 8, XXXX.
Place of birth: Du City Xin’an Town Taohua Village.
Education: High school.
Occupation: Con artist.
Family members: Father Shen Zhongming, mother Cai Shuya, brother Shen Mu.
Family background: Prominent household in Jiang City, the Shen Family.
Note: Cai Shuya died five years ago, Shen Mu’s current situation can’t be traced, it’s as if he vanished without a trace.
Throwing the phone aside, Shi Yu squinted his abyss-like eyes.
A living person could just disappear into thin air...
It seems that behind her isn’t just a story but also unknown secrets.