Chapter 21

Song Yunnian glanced at his suit trousers. She fumbled around but couldn’t find the hidden buckle on his belt; after tugging at it for a while, it still wouldn’t budge.

Fu Yanchen tilted his head back, watching Song Yunnian’s focused expression as she leaned over him.

A few strands of hair slipped down her cheek. Her face was radiant and beautiful, though her delicate brows were currently knit in frustration.

“Damn it, how do you undo this thing?” Song Yunnian muttered.

She lowered her head further, leaning in closer to search for a hidden catch.

As she practically pressed herself against him, the fire Fu Yanchen had just forcibly suppressed flared up again instantly.

The rekindled flames burned hotter and hotter, causing the blood in his body to surge toward a single point.

“Ha, found it. So there was a hidden buckle,” Song Yunnian hummed.

With a click, the belt came undone. She pulled it out, unbuttoned the trousers, and then lowered the zipper.

Seeing what was contained within the black suit pants, Song Yunnian’s hand trembled, and her face flushed crimson instantly.

She hurriedly stood up. “You… you…”

This was a nightmare. She hadn’t thought much about it a moment ago, but now she was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it.

Was it too late to stop now?

She needed to perform acupuncture on his lower body to slow his blood circulation; the trousers definitely had to come off.

Although her medical skills were decent, she wasn’t at the level where she could locate and needle acupoints through fabric.

Fu Yanchen looked at the woman standing there, her face so red she looked like she was about to spontaneously combust, and his thin lips slowly curled upward.

“If I didn’t react after being set up like this, I wouldn’t be a man.”

Song Yunnian thought about it and decided he was right.

She was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Fu Yanchen said in a low, strained voice, “If you don’t deal with this soon, I’m going to lose control.”

Hearing this, Song Yunnian rushed forward. This time, she didn’t care about anything else and quickly stripped off Fu Yanchen’s trousers.

She opened the plastic packaging of the silver needles, pinched one, and swiftly inserted it into an acupoint on his thigh.

Fu Yanchen let out a low intake of breath.

Song Yunnian moved quickly. Before long, Fu Yanchen’s thighs were covered in silver needles, making him look like a hedgehog.

Twirling a silver needle between her fingers, Song Yunnian’s eyes darted around as she smirked mischievously. “Don’t move. If I hit the wrong spot, your future happiness is over.”

He had threatened her earlier; now it was time for her revenge.

A glint of triumph flashed in Song Yunnian’s eyes, her smile becoming increasingly bold.

A cold glint flashed across Fu Yanchen’s face. He said icily, “You’re welcome to try. I’ll marry you tomorrow and leave you to live as a widow for the rest of your life.”

Song Yunnian’s smile froze, and she ground her teeth.

Damn, is this man’s heart the size of a needle’s eye? He’s so petty.

She sneered. “Heh, marrying your own sister-in-law? Aren’t you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?”

Song Yunnian reminded him of their respective identities.

Fu Yanchen glanced down at his lower body and said sarcastically, “Do you think there’s any ‘innocence’ left between us?”

Song Yunnian rolled her eyes. Whose fault was it that their innocence was gone?

She was minding her own business looking for something when he had come up and started mauling her without a word, even trying to sleep with her.

“Enough. I’ve helped you, so don’t push your luck. I have no interest in a man who’s been touched by Song Feier.”

Disgust was written all over her face.

Seeing the blatant loathing in Song Yunnian’s eyes, Fu Yanchen’s expression turned cold.

Ever since the banquet, this woman had shown absolutely zero interest in him.

He was the man every woman in Yuncheng wanted to marry, but those women did not include Song Yunnian.

While waiting for Fu Yanchen’s condition to stabilize, Song Yunnian suddenly asked, “Hey, who drugged you?”

“Song Feier.”

Song Yunnian burst into laughter. “Are you impotent? You actually need stuff like this with Song Feier?”

Fu Yanchen’s eyes darkened. “Are you sure you want to argue about that with me?”

Song Yunnian smirked. “Can’t I enjoy seeing Song Feier fail so miserably? If you ever have a ‘need,’ you can come to me. I’ll even give you a twenty percent discount on the consultation fee.”