Several messages, a huge amount of information.
Qing Sihua didn't know what trouble Qing Muye had encountered in Country C, but he didn't dare to think too much.
He immediately marked the messages as 'unread' and put Lan Shu's phone back in its original position.
A while later, Lan Shu returned from the restroom.
The waiter served the food. As she ate, she opened her phone to check the messages sent by Meng Jingwei.
"Ah Huai, Qing Corporation is going to be auctioned. Do you plan to acquire it?" Lan Shu, having likely seen the phone messages, asked deliberately.
If Qing Sihua had been suspecting Lan Shu's loyalty to him earlier, he was now certain that Lan Shu's approach was with ulterior motives.
"I have that idea," he said, picking up a piece of steak with his fork and chewing.
"At what price do you plan to acquire it?"
"My strength is insufficient." Qing Sihua took a napkin to wipe his mouth. "Although Zhuo Rui Technology is being auctioned, my funds are still tight. It's hard to say."
The man cast a meaningful glance at Lan Shu, placed the napkin on the table, got up, and walked to her side, putting an arm around her waist.
Faced with Qing Sihua's sudden proximity, Lan Shu's hand holding the fork froze, and her body stiffened involuntarily.
"Yaoyao..."
He called her name affectionately, using one hand to take a napkin and wipe the corner of her mouth. He leaned in and, without warning, kissed her lips.
His actions were swift and completely beyond Lan Shu's expectations.
"Mmmph..."
He held Lan Shu in his arms, kissing her forcibly.
Lan Shu placed her hands on his chest, trying to push him away. However, the man was strong, restraining her with one hand while groping her with the other. "Yaoyao, I love you... I want you..."
In broad daylight, even in the private room, Lan Shu couldn't refuse the man's animalistic arousal.
His hand lifted her white knitted thin sweater, covering her full breast. He even shamelessly reached out and pinched the soft, elastic, snow-white flesh.
"Mmmph... Qing Sihua, let go of me!"
Lan Shu shoved Qing Sihua away fiercely. The man hadn't expected her to have such strength and broke free from his restraint.
With a bang, as Lan Shu tried to distance herself from him, she tilted her head back and then abruptly threw herself out of his embrace. Her body, propelled by inertia, leaned back and slammed against the glass.
"Ouch~"
She grimaced in pain, clutching her head with both hands, her face turning pale.
Buzz—!
Lan Shu felt her mind go blank. Her ears rang with a constant buzzing sound, and she felt dizzy and floaty.
"Are you alright?"
Sensing Lan Shu's abnormal pallor, Qing Sihua asked with concern and reached out to place a hand on her shoulder, attempting to pull her into his embrace.
The reason he had used force on her was because he knew Lan Shu had deliberately approached him. This made Qing Sihua extremely displeased, leading to a vengeful impulse to possess her and 'sleep' with her forcefully!
Lan Shu's head throbbed. More than that, countless images flooded her mind like a bursting dam, flashing past scene by scene, moment by moment. Although they were too fast to capture, they felt incredibly familiar.
"Shuyao, you are mine for life!"
"Since you gave birth to my child, Qing Sihua, you must be with me!"
"If you don't marry me, you won't get your child back."
"Hahahaha... Shuyao, look at you, so slutty in bed, playing with so many men, does it feel good?"
"Tell me, what would happen to you if this was exposed online?"