Chapter 487: Chapter 471: Ye Fei and Zhu Yan

The room was dimly lit and silent, oppressively quiet.

Zhu Yan sat on the sofa like a puppet, her delicate body occasionally trembling slightly.

Due to her impatience, fine fragrant sweat had already appeared on her white forehead.

Tonight after work, on her way to the parking lot, she suddenly felt a blackout in front of her eyes, and in just that moment she lost consciousness, completely unaware of what had happened.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a car with a man who looked like a beast sitting beside her, mumbling into his phone.

After that, she was brought here, and met Ye Fei.

Although she was not yet clear, thinking of Ye Fei having a video call with Sun Zhe earlier, she could roughly guess - these people took her here, aiming at Sun Zhe!

"Creak..."

In the midst of her thoughts, the door was suddenly pushed open.

She turned her eyes towards the door and discovered that the intruder was indeed Ye Fei.

Ye Fei’s expression was extremely lewd, with the utmost beastly longing in his eyes, and she could guess what Ye Fei would likely do to her next.

Yet she did not panic or lose composure, and immediately began to channel her True Qi, using the "He Gu Heart Scripture" to try to break through the sealed points.

Ye Fei obviously did not know what she was thinking, closed the door behind him, walked slowly to her side and sat down, wrapped his arm around her fragrant shoulder, and let her lean on him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Little Yan, what’s wrong with you?"

"Why can’t you move?"

"..."

Ye Fei seemed to show concern, but his eyes were full of mockery, while he unbuttoned Zhu Yan’s blazer, saying, "If you follow someone like Sun Zhe, you’ll only suffer endlessly."

"Little Yan, why not follow me in the future?"

"I now have the Empress to back me up, as long as you obediently listen to me and be my woman, I promise you riches and glory."

"..."

Zhu Yan couldn’t speak, nor did she have the mind to listen to Ye Fei’s nonsense, only looking at him with a disdainful gaze, secretly attempting to use the He Gu Heart Scripture repeatedly to break through those sealed points.

In just a moment, her blazer was removed by Ye Fei and tossed aside.

Her abundant and alluring body curves were fully revealed, accentuated by the white shirt.

Ye Fei’s eyes burned with intensity, uncontrollably getting close to her neck, greedily inhaling her fragrance.

"Hmm... You smell even more enchanting than you used to!"

Zhu Yan’s delicate body shivered slightly, a look of utmost disgust in her eyes.

If she could unblock her acupoints now, she would definitely make Ye Fei regret living!

"What kind of look is that, you fucking whore?"

Ye Fei noticed her gaze, his smile suddenly freezing, gradually transforming into cold anger, and he suddenly reached out, grabbing her neck and pushing her down onto the sofa.

Her fragrant, soft body abruptly fell onto the incredibly elastic sofa, causing two hidden ample peaks beneath the white shirt to sway, the buttons seemingly about to burst open, with the enchanting sights imminent.

Ye Fei’s eyes stared directly at the captivating allure before him, swallowing saliva, his gaze becoming increasingly frenzied.

Compared to being utterly humiliated like a dog in front of Liu Bingyue, as a man, he preferred the feeling of holding the dominant position, controlling everything, and treating women as playthings!

And he inadvertently recalled the years of humiliation and stifling aggrievement he’d faced.

Initially, he thought shedding his wife and daughters, marrying into the Su Family, would bring him success and prosperity, but ended up with no status within the Su Family, enduring daily indignation, becoming Su Qingli’s plaything, lacking dignity akin to a dog before her.

Later, he finally had the chance to retaliate, collaborating with Han Xinyue to attempt to overthrow the Su Family, though in the end it was merely a joke, expelled from the Su Family to become a male model at night venues, serving old and ugly rich women, having to call them little fairies, licking where they demanded without question.

Fortunately, heaven smiled upon him, thanks to his handsome appearance and innate Primordial Yang Constitution, he now garnered favor from Liu Bingyue.

Despite still being a dog at Liu Bingyue’s hands, at least he had a chance to climb up!

Thinking of these, Ye Fei’s gaze gradually turned violent, transforming all the years of repression into fury, seeking release through Zhu Yan.

"Damn it, why the fuck are you acting with me?"

"It’s not like I haven’t fucked you!"

"The night we got married, I fucked you three times, the leaks wouldn’t stop, don’t you have any sense of how fucking slutty you were yourself?"

"Now you’re acting all prim with me?"

"..."

Ye Fei’s gaze became increasingly feral, like a beast losing its mind and breaking free from its confines.

But Zhu Yan remained expressionless, still looking at him with disdain.

Ye Fei gritted his teeth, suddenly reaching out and pulling out the shirt hem tucked within Zhu Yan’s skirt-waist, then forcefully ripped it off, directly tearing the shirt open.

Several buttons flew off, fell to the ground, emitting a drip-drop sound.

Zhu Yan suddenly felt a wave of despair.

Despite the man being her ex-husband, having intimately known each other, it was an undeniable truth, yet now she felt utterly disgusted.

Ye Fei naturally didn’t know what she was thinking, his eyes hotly fixed on the lace-frilled bra-covered full, deeply inhaling the faint milky aroma.

"You slut, you’re faking with me!"

Ye Fei suddenly angrily cursed, raising a hand to slap Zhu Yan across the face.

The slap wasn’t heavy, but filled with insult.

Zhu Yan’s eyes reddened, glaring at him with resentment.

"Still daring to glare at me?"

"I’ll make you cry later!"

"Fuck you!"

Ye Fei inexplicably felt irritated and angry, suddenly moving off the sofa to squat in front of Zhu Yan, reaching each hand to hike up her tight skirt.

Her long, luscious legs, adorned in sheer black hosiery, were immediately exposed to the air as the skirt was rolled up.

Ye Fei couldn’t resist reaching out and fondling her slick thighs, savoring the silky texture of the stockings, staring at the tights tight against her skin, saying, "When we were together before, you refused to wear stockings for me, now that there’s another pretty-faced guy, you’ve turned slutty?"

Exploring further, his large hands reached Zhu Yan’s knees, suddenly exerting force to spread Zhu Yan’s legs open, then invading inward, wedging himself between, ensuring Zhu Yan couldn’t close her legs.

Zhu Yan lay quietly on the sofa, her legs wide apart, her eyes filled with more hatred.

Ye Fei wore a sinister smile, capturing her expression completely, as his hands slowly reached out to embrace her slender waist, fingertips probing into the rolled-up skirt waistband, seeking the edges of her tights.

Before long, both his hands caught the tights’ edges, gently tugging them downward, gradually revealing the pale skin beneath.

Zhu Yan’s delicate body began to tremble slightly, strugglingly uttering a faint whimper.

Ye Fei felt her trembling and jokingly said, "What, you’re feeling it already?"

"Damn, slut—having your acupoints sealed yet still reacting!"

"..."

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