Chapter 1 Don't Touch Me

  In the top presidential suite of the luxurious Kelly Hotel in New York, only a dim light was emitted. Jiang Ruoxi, dressed in a stunning red off-the-shoulder evening gown, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and pushed it open, letting in a blast of cold air that made her slightly sober.

  Today was her wedding day, but she didn't have a single thread of joy. She reached out to her neck and grasped the heart-shaped pendant hanging from the silver chain with her small hands.

  He, where did he go after all? Why was there no news at all? For a whole year, not even a phone call.

  Jiang Ruoxi let out a bitter laugh, now she had already become someone else's wife, did thinking of him still have any meaning?

  She reached out to take off the necklace in her hand, turned around and saw the various fruit wines placed on the coffee table. She sat down on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp. The sweet taste of the fruit, with a hint of wine aroma, she had never drunk before, this was her first time drinking, so that's what wine tasted like.

  They say that drinking too much wine will make you drunk, and now she wants to get drunk, really drunk. Then, she'll tell herself that everything is just a dream, his leaving is fake, her marriage is fake. As long as she wakes up, she's still the original Jiang Ruoxi, just a university student who hasn't graduated yet.

  Unknowingly, one cup after another, I had already drunk several cups of fruit wine. My head felt a bit heavy and my face became even more rosy. My small body sank into the sofa.

  After a while, the door of the room was opened and a tall and handsome man walked in. He had already taken off his white suit and slung it over his arm, walking to the side of the sofa and tossing the clothes onto it.

  Jiang Ruoxi heard the sound and struggled to open her eyes. She looked at the man in front of her and stuttered, "Y-you..."

  He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, thinking that his new bride would obediently sit in the room waiting for him. Unexpectedly, she was drinking alone, and half of the fruit wine on the coffee table had already been consumed.

  Jiang Ruoxi stood up, but her headache came in waves. She took only one small step before her body became unstable and she fell into Leng Yichen's arms.

  He steadily caught her body, with a sly smile, "Wife, it seems you've been expecting me, and as soon as you saw me, you threw yourself into my arms, huh?"

  "Right, sorry!" Jiang Ruoxi struggled to get up, but became even weaker.

  "Wife, you've had too much to drink." Long Yan reminded her of a fact, but his long arms tightly wrapped around her and pulled her into his embrace.

  Jiang Ruo Xi's eyebrows furrowed, "No, I didn't drink much." Her pink lips pouted slightly as she stretched out her hand to press against his chest, and chuckled.

  "Is it? Do you know who I am?" asked coldly and lightly.

  "Who are you? I don't know who you are, yeah! Who are you? How did you end up here? This is my room." Jiang Ruoxi furrowed her brow and suddenly asked him loudly.

  "Coldly smiling, he said, 'Wrong, this isn't your room, it's our room, our new home.' As he spoke, he swept her off her feet and carried her towards the bedroom, where a sea of red decorated the entire space."

  Jiang Ruoxi lay on the soft big bed, turned over, tightly holding the quilt, her whole body shrunk, finding a comfortable position, "So sleepy!"

  Leng Yun looked at Jiang Ruoxi on the bed, just now at the wedding, he could feel her tension, her palms were slightly sweating, even when he kissed her, she was a bit reserved, but now she was drunk like this, was she afraid? Or did she have other concerns?

  Turned around and walked to the wine cabinet, picked up a bottle of wine, sat on the sofa, poured a glass of wine, long fingers gently holding the wine glass, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

  "Yu Feng, Yu Feng..." The person on the bed murmured softly, their weak voice entering Leng Yan's ears.

  He turned around, walked to the bedside, put down the wine glass in his hand, and pinched her chin tightly, "Jiang Ruoxi!"

  Jiang Ruoxi's eyes snapped open in pain, her gaze dazedly fixed on Leng Yichen as she cried out, "It hurts so much!"

  "Do you see who I am now?" His cold voice entered her ears, his deep eyes staring at her tightly.

  "You..." Jiang Ruo Xi suddenly sat up, forcefully pulling away his hand, shrinking into the edge of the bed.

  "Coolly smiling, 'Now that you've seen who I am, remember who I am. From now on, your life can only have me, and I'm the only one who's your husband.' As he spoke, his long arm stretched out, pulling her into his embrace. A wet kiss landed on her pale neck, and his large hand stroked her smooth back."

  "No! Don't touch me!" Jiang Ruoxi struggled nonstop.

  "Really?" Leng Yun looked at the little woman in his arms, his sensual lips close to her ear, "What if I want to touch you?"

  "You scoundrel! You rascal!" Jiang Ruoxi didn't expect him to say that, although she admitted that she had already married him, but she was still afraid of his approach.

  Leng Yun loosened his grip on her hand, "Since you've said so much, shouldn't I grant your wish?" After speaking, he reached out and pulled down the invisible zipper at the back of her evening gown.

  The more Jiang Ruo Xi struggled, the tighter Long Yan's long arms clutched her waist. He reached out and picked up the diamond necklace around her neck, "It seems that the young lady of the Jiang family doesn't think much of the diamond necklace I gave her."

  He had noticed that Jiang Ruoxi never wore the diamond necklace worth hundreds of millions, but only this cheap chain.

  Jiang Ruoxi suddenly remembered that the necklace she had originally wanted to take off was still hanging around her neck, "No! That necklace is too valuable, I'm afraid..."

  "What are you afraid of? You'd rather wear this broken necklace than the one I gave you. Is this necklace really that important to you?" As he spoke, the necklace had already fallen into his palm.

  "Give it back!" Jiang Ruoxi stretched out her hand wanting to take it back, but he dodged.

  "You're already married to me, some things are no longer needed." After saying that, he threw the necklace in his hand out, hitting the window frame and falling to the ground.

  "My necklace!" Jiang Ruoxue wanted to go get it, but was pulled back by Leng Yan, whose solid body covered hers.

  His cold face drew close to hers, "Jiang Ruoxi, you want a necklace, I can give you thousands and tens of thousands, but you must remember, you are already married to me." As he spoke, his lips had already fallen.

  Jiang Ruoxi's struggles were nothing but a futile effort for him, stripping off the clothes on her body.

  "Do you really want it that way?" Jiang Ruoxi knew she couldn't hide, and if he insisted on her doing something, then she wouldn't be able to refuse, would she?

  He saw the desolation in her eyes, he knew Jiang Ruoxi married him not by her own will. A university student who had just entered her sophomore year, marrying a man she had never met before.

  But he married her, following his father's will.

  Jiang Ruoxi looked at him dazedly for a moment, pursed her lips and stared at him.

  He suddenly let go of her, "It's late, sleep!" He said, and then he lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes.

  The room was left with only a few dim wall lamps, emitting a faint light. Jiang Ruoxi looked at the man on the sofa, took a nightgown and quietly walked into the bathroom.

  Not long after, she walked out of the bathroom and stood beside the sofa. This man, from now on, would be her husband? Seeing him with his eyes closed, his good-looking eyebrows were tightly locked, and his thin lips under his straight nose were tightly pursed. Such a man, handsome and rich, should be the Prince Charming in many women's hearts! Unfortunately, he wasn't hers, but she had to have a marital relationship with him anyway.

  After hesitating for a few seconds, her small body walked to the bedside, took a small blanket and covered it on him, then turned around and lay back on the bed, dimmed the bedside lamp, leaving only a little light, she was afraid that the whole room would fall into endless darkness.

  Leng Yun opened his eyes, and his sharp, enchanting gaze fell on Jiang Ruoxi, who was curled up in a ball on the large bed. He didn't make a sound, and closed his eyes again.