Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 118 - 98:

Lu Ziyuan paused his actions momentarily, easing the grip on his arms. Xie Wanqing broke free from his restraint, covered her chest with her hands, and quickly retreated.

"Consider it my fault, can you consider it’s my fault?"

She ignored her image, covered her burning neck kissed by him, and shrank into the corner of the carriage, constantly admitting defeat, "I apologize to you, please spare me, stop pestering me, okay?"

"I’m married, I’ve married someone else! Do you know what kind of situation you’ll put me in by doing this!"

Terrified, Lu Ziyuan stood still, no longer moving.

Even hearing her say ’married someone else’ only made his teeth clench tightly.

Suddenly, their eyes met, seeing each other’s reddened eyes, and both froze slightly.

It was hard to tell who was more desperate.

The desperate gaze of the girl opposite made Lu Ziyuan feel icy cold inside. He slowly retreated, giving her space to breathe.

They silently confronted each other for a while.

One was neatly dressed, but hidden wounds under the clothing were bleeding, staining the green robe red.

The other was in disarray, with her arms, resembling lotus roots, mostly exposed, embarrassed.

After a long time, Lu Ziyuan moved his lips, "Get off the carriage first."

"I have many things to say to you, just talk to me properly,"

He said calmly, "As long as you leave this carriage, I promise not to touch a single finger of yours."

Just now, in this carriage, this young girl and another man intertwined tongues, intimately...

If he could remain calm and indifferent, then he would not be a man.

This girl belongs to him, from her hair to her toenails, she must be his.

Must be his.

The man opposite showed a dangerous look again, Xie Wanqing nervously swallowed, secretly telling herself to cut her losses and not anger him further.

She turned her face away, "You turn around first."

Lu Ziyuan’s gaze slowly lowered, landing on her smooth shoulder and neck, his lips tugged lightly, "Fine, I won’t look at you."

Obediently wanting to turn his back, he caught a glimpse of something at the corner of his eye as he moved his gaze.

Before his brain could respond, his body instinctively acted, reaching out and grasping her arm.

The smooth skin in hand did not stir his thoughts; his gaze landed directly on the vermilion mole on the inside of her arm.

As if lost in thought.

Staring blankly.

After a long time, he tightened his grip on her hand and slowly lowered his head.

Lightly licking it with the tip of his tongue. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The moist sensation instantly raised goosebumps on Xie Wanqing’s arm.

She trembled and said, "Let go of me!"

Lu Ziyuan swallowed and released his grip.

When he raised his head, a clearly visible kiss mark had fallen on her pearl-sand-colored skin.

"You..."

He paused, his gaze fixed on her, the voice dry, "He didn’t touch you?"

Xie Wanqing pulled up her clothes, turned aside not to look at him, "You leave!"

She refused to answer his question, but the fact was evident; the sickly man indeed hadn’t touched her.

Lu Ziyuan couldn’t describe his feelings.

Ecstatic?

He couldn’t deceive himself. Yes, there was some.

But, she had married through the proper rituals and was officially husband and wife, yet the man did nothing.

Born handsome, gentle in nature, treating her with sincerity, bearing patience and restraint down to the bone.

Lu Ziyuan wasn’t a woman but understood human nature.

This kind of considerate love easily touched the heart of an unsophisticated young girl.

No matter the reason for them not consummating, it’s not important.

What’s important is, did she have feelings for him?

Lu Ziyuan looked at her with a dark expression, turned, and left the carriage. Xie Wanqing hurriedly tidied herself up.

Soon, his urging voice came from outside the curtains.

Xie Wanqing had no escape, managed to grab a jade hairpin, slipped it into her sleeve, gritted her teeth, and got off the carriage.

By now, the sun was setting, it was dusk, and she had been brought by him to this unknown courtyard.

She stood firmly at the door, surrounded by a line of Lu Ziyuan’s personal soldiers, while Lu Ziyuan himself had changed out of his blood-stained clothes and stood beneath the eaves looking at her.

Seeing the girl deep in thought, her face gradually paled, he sighed lightly, "Don’t be so scared, I promise you, I will definitely let you go back."

At sunset, separated by some distance, Xie Wanqing couldn’t clearly see his expression, but his voice was crystal clear.

He said, "Rest assured, if I want you, I must do so openly, without degrading you in the least."