Li Siru instinctively pushed him away, but he pulled her into his arms and kissed her forcefully.
He was almost biting her as he gnawed at her body, the pain in her neck was throbbing as he finally pushed aside the clothes in front of her.
She let out a soft moan instinctively, but Lu Beiyao stopped abruptly.
His hand still gripped her tightly, causing her pain, as he whispered coldly in her ear, "What, feeling it so soon?"
His hand squeezed her forcefully again, and the pain made Li Siru frown, only to hear him say coldly, "Don’t worry! Even if I slept with every woman, I wouldn’t sleep with you!"
He let go of her and strode off.
Li Siru’s tears instantly fell as she quickly adjusted the clothes in front of her.
After what had just happened, during dinner, Tu Yingying finally became cautious, sitting quietly to the side, her head lowered in silence.
Just as obedient and sensible as when she first arrived!
It was only when the servants had finished setting the dishes that she stood up with her glass to apologize, "Tongtong, you’re a year younger than me, can I call you that?"
Her sudden seriousness and politeness left Ji Niandong in a dilemma, but she eventually nodded while seated, "Of course, you can!"
Tu Yingying smiled slightly, "Uncle Lu, Aunt Hui, please bear witness for me. Earlier, I was momentarily confused and caused Tongtong harm. After Aunt’s teachings, I’ve realized my mistake. I came today to celebrate..." she paused remorsefully, "I hope Tongtong can forgive me on behalf of Uncle Lu and Aunt Hui, and Brother Beichen too!"
Although she was asking for Ji Niandong’s forgiveness, her hopeful gaze fell on Lu Beichen in the end.
Lu Sinian picked up his chopsticks and tapped the empty bowl, "Aunt Tu, what are you up to?! Can’t you say it after the meal? I’m starving!"
"Grandson, even if you’re hungry, you shouldn’t tap the bowl with chopsticks. Put them down!" Lu Qingyuan spoke gently, yet his demeanor was commanding.
Lu Sinian quickly put down his chopsticks and whispered, "But I’m really hungry!"
Zhang Huiqin quickly smoothed things over, "Since Yingying has apologized, Tongtong, just forgive her!"
She smiled at Ji Niandong, but her gaze intentionally or unintentionally landed on Lu Beichen.
Ji Niandong immediately understood her intent and nodded, "It’s okay, I’m fine now. I also believe Yingying didn’t mean it, right, hus... husband?"
In front of everyone, she couldn’t call him Little Uncle, or it would raise further questions.
But it took great effort to call him "husband."
The voice was small, but when it reached Lu Beichen’s ears, it made him feel a tingle throughout, and he instinctively held the little woman’s hand, responding joyfully, "Since Mrs. Lu doesn’t mind, why should I?"
His gaze fell softly on Ji Niandong, eyes gentle and serene, which made Tu Yingying more jealous.
She pouted at Tu Meijiao, received an eye signal, and held back repeatedly before offering a toast, saying slightly displeased, "Thank you, Tongtong and Brother Beichen, for forgiving me. I toast to you!"
"No need, Tongtong just had an injection and can’t drink!" Lu Beichen didn’t even glance at her.
Tu Yingying furrowed her brows, abruptly sat down, and drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.
Ji Niandong tugged Lu Beichen’s hand, signaling him to let it go.