Volume 1, Chapter 55: A Single Kiss Changes Everything

Looking at Wang Mingcheng’s stunned expression, Lu Miao wrapped her arms around Fu Shiyue’s neck, laughing with a malicious yet deeply satisfying delight.

Retribution.

Coming to see Wang Mingcheng today was all for this very moment.

For all the sickening things Wang Mingcheng had done to her, and for the blow he had struck against Fu Shiyue, she had to pay him back in full. Only then could the score be truly settled.

Outside the window, the weather was bright and clear. With Fu Shiyue hooking his arm around her slender waist, pulling her naturally against his sturdy, tall frame, and leading her out of the detention room, Lu Miao turned her head back and left behind a meaningful smile.

Wang Mingcheng sat slumped in his chair. By the time he figured everything out, it was already too late. The heavy iron door that locked away his freedom was finally shut tight.

"Thud!"

Lu Miao was lifted into the car by Fu Shiyue and locked inside.

"What am I to you?" The man forcefully gripped her chin, pressing her against the rear door.

Lu Miao raised her almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with watery emotion and completely devoid of her earlier bravado. Shy, timid, and twisting her body awkwardly, she murmured, "Wang Mingcheng figured it out just fine. You've eaten a dozen more years of salt than him; surely you aren't dumber than he is, are you?"

Fu Shiyue let out a soft scoff, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes. "You're okay with an older man now?"

A bright flush rapidly climbed up Lu Miao's cheeks. She coughed softly and said, "Being a bit older isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Fu Shiyue’s heartstrings were plucked. He asked in a raspy voice, "For real?"

Lu Miao understood the implication. Right now, they were merely pretending to be a couple, and he was asking if she meant it for real—asking him to be her legitimate boyfriend.

Uncertain in her heart, she fluttered her eyelashes. "Does it matter whether it's real or fake?"

Fu Shiyue let out a hum of laughter. "Still stubborn, are you?"

His calloused fingertips pressed against her lips, his tone much gentler than before. "No rush. I'll wait for the day you admit it yourself."

Without another word, he decisively captured her lips.

"Mph."

A roar echoed in Lu Miao's ears. With his hand bracing her jaw, she was trapped in the car with nowhere to hide.

This odious man was kissing her again! And so fiercely, too—her lips hurt, and they were definitely going to swell up again!

How could she let this happen? She had to go to school this afternoon; what would she do if someone saw her?

She gave a gentle push, but the wall-like chest didn't budge an inch. Making Fu Shiyue stop right now was utterly impossible, so she abandoned the struggle. Grasping his shoulders, she closed her eyes and surrendered to the burning warmth of his lips.

The back seat wasn't long enough. Lu Miao lay tilted against the door, while Fu Shiyue kept one foot on the floor mat and knelt with the other knee on the seat, pressing tightly against her smooth legs. His left hand gripped her delicate shoulders, and his right hand cupped her entire jaw, lifting her face to match his rhythm.

The afternoon sun shone brightly as the car remained parked under the shade of a tree outside the police station.

The car grew warm and stuffy, their breaths intertwining until Fu Shiyue stopped right on cue.

"Like it?"

Slightly oxygen-deprived from the kiss, Lu Miao nodded in a daze.

Fu Shiyue chuckled softly. "Rest for a moment. I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

He pulled her up and draped a thin blanket over her.

Fu Shiyue stepped out of the car, leaned against the body of the vehicle, and lit a cigarette to calm his churning restlessness.

Standing right in the path of the wind, the hem of his shirt had ridden up over his suit trousers during the embrace, lifted by the breeze to reveal his tightly corded abdominal muscles, two veins tracing a line of restrained, masculine sexiness.

After finishing the cigarette, he opened the car door.

The young woman's eyes were veiled in a blushing mist. Fu Shiyue lifted her out from the back seat and placed her in the front passenger seat.

Limp and boneless against the seat, her pale pink fingers curled into her palms as she passively let him fasten her seatbelt.

A single kiss had practically drained her of strength; if he had gone any further, who knew how boneless her body would have become.

Fu Shiyue sighed inwardly. Even a beast should know when to rein in his impulses; the young girl had school in the afternoon, so it was time to drop her off.

Lu Miao looked out the window in shyness, while Fu Shiyue remained silent. A quiet, comfortable atmosphere settled between them until a phone call from Xu Mubai broke the stillness.

"What is your grandson doing? I've been calling and he won't answer." Bearing a grudge from the previous incident, Xu Mubai’s voice dripped with resentment the moment he spoke.

Lu Miao glanced back at Fu Shiyue, who remained expressionless. "State your business."

"Lu Yan is treating us to lunch at noon. Where the hell did you die off to?"

Fu Shiyue ignored the bait. "Talk nonsense again and I'm hanging up."

"Hey, wait." Xu Mubai turned serious. "Since Lu Yan is back, the five of us are finally complete. Same old rules, tonight at 1999—nobody's allowed to leave until someone passes out."

"..."

Xu Mubai’s phone was snatched away, and a sweet, coy voice came through the speaker.

"Brother Shiyue, I haven't seen you in ages. You must come tonight!"