CHAPTER 206: CHAPTER 206: BRINGING HUMILIATION ON ONESELF (1)_1

"Qianqian, how is it? Comfortable?"

"Mmm, my love, you’re amazing." Wanqian wrapped her whole body around the man, her eyes sultry as silk, gazing with affection at him.

"How does it compare to Shen Cheng? Who’s gentler? Who does it better?" the man quickened his pace, softly asking the woman beneath him.

"Hmph, don’t mention that useless man to me," Wanqian moaned, speaking through her pleasure.

"So, Shen Cheng can’t do it?" the man asked, his tone mocking. The way he spoke and Wanqian’s dissatisfied expression made Shen Cheng wish he could rush forward and throw this despicable pair off the yacht. On my territory, on my yacht, they dare to cuckold me! Not only cuckolding me but even daring to say I’m impotent! As a man, how could I accept such a thing?

"He used to be okay, but these days he’s worse than a eunuch. Every time I want it, he can’t satisfy me. No matter how I tease him, he just can’t get it up. He’s nowhere near as impressive as you." Wanqian’s words made Shen Cheng stumble back several steps.

Ever since that night Wanyou suddenly appeared at a critical moment, startling not only him but also his ’little brother,’ he had been unable to perform, no matter how provocatively Wanqian teased or how hard she tried.

He found himself unable to perform, yet Wanqian, in contrast, seemed inexplicably in high spirits. He knew he hadn’t satisfied Wanqian these past few days, but Shen Cheng truly couldn’t believe Wanqian had actually cheated on him. Could she really not stand it for just over ten days? Did she have to find other men and cuckold me?

"So, it’s Shen Cheng who can’t satisfy you. No wonder you’re so desperate. Today, I’ll help Shen Cheng satisfy this little vixen!" the man laughed loudly, throwing himself into the act with even more vigor.

Shen Cheng wanted to rush forward, to slap Wanqian hard across the face, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t move. He could only watch helplessly as the two of them were intimate right before his eyes. He could clearly see their expressions, their movements; even their bodies were distinct, and he heard every word they whispered.

All night long, Shen Cheng’s dreams were filled with images of Wanqian entangled with other men. Night after night, he wore one green hat after another.

In his dream, Wanqian’s scathing words made him yearn to rush forward and kill that wretched woman. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t. Instead, he was forced to witness Wanqian, again and again, submitting to other men.

Wanqian’s dreams mirrored his: the same yacht, the same place. The men by her side kept changing, one after another. Over and over, she reveled beneath them, the waves of ecstasy sending her soaring, unable to pull herself away. Though it was a dream, she clearly felt her body’s intense desire and subsequent fulfillment.

Such dreams left her incredibly satisfied and happy. Ever since Wanyou’s ghost had appeared, Shen Cheng had become completely listless. No matter how provocatively Wanqian teased or tried to please him, she couldn’t arouse any excitement in him. She had never expected that the satisfaction she couldn’t find in reality, she would experience again and again in her dreams, reaching the clouds.

In her dreams, each man on top of her was more handsome than the last. Every one of them was stronger than Shen Cheng, and each gave her sensations of pleasure she had never known.

When the first rays of dawn touched the room, Shen Cheng woke a few minutes before Wanqian. He opened his eyes, a sharp frostiness flashing within them as he looked at the flush on Wanqian’s face and heard her soft, murmured moans. Remembering Wanqian with other men in his dream, his expression darkened further.

"Shen Cheng," Wanqian murmured, slowly opening her eyes to meet his gaze. Remembering the intense pleasure from her dream, her hands involuntarily wrapped around his waist, then slid slowly downwards, teasing gently. Her body pressed closer, rubbing softly against him.

Shen Cheng’s expression was terribly grim. He closed his eyes, enduring Wanqian’s relentless teasing. He clearly felt the soft warmth of her body against his, and his own heart was just as eager after a night of watching such vivid, erotic scenes in his mind. Yet, his body remained unresponsive. Could it really be as Wanqian had said in the dream?

"Shen Cheng," Wanqian whispered, redoubling her efforts. Why is there still no reaction from him? After half an hour, Wanqian lay limply on the bed. She desperately wanted him, but Shen Cheng offered no response, no help. There was nothing more she could do.

"Shen Cheng, is there... a problem with you? Maybe we should go to the hospital and get it checked out?" After a while, once her own desire had subsided, Shen Qian cautiously suggested.

"Are you that desperate?" Shen Cheng’s narrowed eyes snapped open. He shot Shen Qian a cold, indifferent glance. I know there’s something wrong with my body, but did Wanqian really have to be so blunt? Shen Cheng flung aside the covers and strode naked into the bathroom.

"No, it’s not that, Shen Cheng! Listen to me!" Wanqian watched anxiously as he strode into the bathroom, feeling a pang of regret.

A seed of doubt, sown unknowingly in their sleep, was quietly buried between them. It would slowly take root and grow.

In a VIP ward of the military hospital, Shangguan Rou lay on the bed, her face pale, one arm in a sling. Since being hospitalized the previous day, only the Li Family and Li Wanying had come to see her. Now, on New Year’s Eve, while families were joyously gathered at home, she was utterly alone.

Watching the fireworks soaring into the sky outside, she could keenly feel the festive New Year’s atmosphere.

And yet here she was, on this day of family reunions, lying alone in her hospital bed with an IV drip in her arm, tears streaming down her face. Her grandmother, who usually doted on her the most, hadn’t even called. Her grandfather had kicked them out, and her father hadn’t spared her a single glance.

Shangguan You has returned safely, so why won’t Grandfather and Grandmother take us back home? Shangguan You is their granddaughter, a Princess of the Shangguan Family. But I, Shangguan Rou, am also their granddaughter, also a Princess of the Shangguan Family! Why do they only have eyes for Shangguan You and not for me?