CHAPTER 342: CHAPTER 343: AREN’T YOU ASKING ME TO BEG YOU? HERE I AM

Shi Lingyan’s movements came too swiftly and too tumultuously. Shi Mei hadn’t had time to brace herself before her back was pressed against the cold piano lid.

With a muffled groan, Shi Mei tried to struggle, but Shi Lingyan seemed as if he couldn’t wait to devour her, kissing her deeply and forcefully.

This kiss was even more fervent than the last time in the forest, like long-suppressed emotions had finally found a vent. Thus, all the feelings erupted in this instant, rushing forward wildly.

Shi Mei’s lips were rubbed raw, her tongue tingling with a slight numbness, and even worse, she almost couldn’t catch her breath!

Was this guy trying to suffocate her to death?

What a suffocating, cruel way to die!

Shi Mei’s mind was a mess, clutching his clothes tightly, and then, she heard a piano key accidentally struck, emitting a low note.

Shi Mei then realized—her precious piano!!!

"Umm..." Shi Mei pushed hard against him, and at last, Shi Lingyan slowly loosened his hold.

Just as Shi Mei thought he would let her go, he bent down and bit her lips fiercely.

"Umm..."

Tears almost fell as Shi Mei gasped for air, her vision slightly blurred with anger. She raised her foot and kicked him, "That hurt!"

Shi Lingyan, holding her tightly, stood up. Shi Mei felt a fire burning inside her. Then, she turned her head to glance at the piano they had just leaned on, tenderly reaching out to touch it.

Shi Lingyan noticed her subtle motion, his eyes darkening even more.

That was the birthday gift he had given her years ago. She cherished it and maintained it carefully.

That’s why, all these years, the piano had remained here.

But now, was he less important to her than a piano?

Pulling her hand back, Shi Lingyan embraced her tightly, his voice slightly hoarse, "Where have you been all this time?"

Just as she had suddenly appeared, no matter how he searched, she seemed to have evaporated from the world, leaving no trace behind.

Shi Mei, restrained tightly by him, tilted her head up at his words and smiled seductively, "What, did you miss me?"

Then, Shi Mei’s hand slowly rose, touching the spot where she had once stabbed him, "Or maybe, you want to take revenge?"

Revenge?

Shi Lingyan’s gaze grew darker. He grasped her hand tightly, his voice low, "I can never settle the score with you."

Shi Mei chuckled softly, "What do you mean?"

"You vanished for three years and eight months, over thirteen hundred days," Shi Lingyan pressed against her, the only distance between them being their clothes. He held her hand and lifted it to his chest, "Every day, I’ve been thinking of you."

Shi Mei felt a pang in her heart, and her bright, clear eyes dimmed, her voice laced with mockery, "Is that so?"

That look in her eyes stung Shi Lingyan’s heart.

His thumb brushed over her palm, his voice very low, "You don’t believe me."

"I do believe," Shi Mei smiled brilliantly, her voice low and sultry, "After all, it has been three years. How many sets of three years does a person have in their life? In these three years, you’ve built a career and gained both fame and fortune. On one side, you have a darling wife, and on the other, a first love, yet you still think of someone else. I never realized before how all-embracing you were."

Shi Lingyan’s eyebrows twitched, "Tang Wu..."

"Shh..." Shi Mei’s palm slid away from his chest, grasping his tie and skillfully loosening it. She stared at his Adam’s apple with an increasingly deep and murky gaze, whispering, "Didn’t you say you wanted me to beg you? Now I’m here. If you want me... how should I beg?"

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