Chapter 162

The banquet hall is full of lights and the violin is melodious.

Su Xingyu, dressed in a light blue Tulle dress, stands near the glass curtain wall of the corridor. The cool night wind blows her long hair and skirt, which looks like a flower blooming in the dark.

She looked up at the man in a suit.

The tall figure of the man shrouded her in the shadow, and her voice was cold and magnetic: "you've done a good job."

Good? She sneered: "Lu Shifeng, what on earth did you ask me to come here for? Are you being treated as a monkey by these people?"

He frowned: "why do you think so?"

He even asked her why she thought so! Su Xingyu was very angry, and his anger burst out: "the cake I worked hard to make is not for these irrelevant people! And you promised me to hide my identity, and now you announce that I am your woman in front of so many people. Don't you think it's too much? "

"I promised you, so I didn't tell them you were my wife."

Women are different from wives.

Su Xingyu certainly understood, but it was because he understood that he was even more angry: "it's too much for you to tell them that I'm your wife! What is your woman? They treat me as love one by one. Do you know that! Have you ever thought about how I feel? "

Lu Shifeng was stunned. He really didn't think about this.

He just wanted to declare his sovereignty over her in front of everyone. When the guests said that she was a "nobody with no name or surname", he wanted to protect her and put her under his wing. That's all. Thinking of this, he immediately planned to correct: "I can tell them now that you are my wife."

"No way!" She was so short of breath that her eyes were red.

Lu Shifeng frowned and looked at her unhappily: "it doesn't work either. What do you want? I've already said that. If they don't correct it, they will continue to treat you as a mistress. Is that what you want? "

"I don't want to be taken as a mistress." Her eyes were redder, but she looked at him stubbornly, "but you can't say you're my husband." What is more terrible than being taken as a mistress is that everyone takes her as Mrs. Lu. From now on, she can no longer tell whether all her achievements are based on her real ability or Mrs. Lu's identity, and all her light will be covered under the huge aura of "Mrs. Lu". She is nothing but Mrs. Lu.

That's not why people live.

Lu Shifeng was not a good-natured person. Seeing her like this, he was angry: "you are making trouble out of nothing."

"You...!" She was so angry that she cried, "Lu Shifeng, now this situation is all caused by you. You married me regardless of my wishes. You asked me to come to this party. You misled them to treat me as your love. Woman! Now you say I'm unreasonable? "

Under the light blue Tulle dress, her small chest undulating, like a fragile rabbit.

Lu Shifeng was so upset that he wanted to crush her under his body now. In fact, he did so. He pulled her and bowed his head to kiss her soft lips.

"Well... You!" She was frightened and anxious. She reached out to push him. This is the banquet hall! Although it's just a humble corner of the banquet hall, it's still a public place full of people! How could he do that!

She wanted to ask him to let go of her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his tongue pushed in and stirred between her lips, plundering all her space. On the contrary, her resistance gave him more opportunities to do whatever he wanted!

Crystal clear tears seep out from the corner of Su Xingyu's eyes. She gradually loses her strength and is weak all over.

He held her waist with one hand and strongly supported her body. With the other hand, he pulled the dark red velvet curtain to hide their figures behind the curtain. The darkness suddenly shrouded, but it made some noisy voices and violins outside the curtain clearer. Su Xingyu suddenly woke up and pushed him away: "don't..."

His eyes dark, effortlessly put her on the glass window: "Su Xingyu, you'd better be honest."

"No!" She cried out, "Lu Shifeng, this is a party!"

"So what?" His voice is hoarse, hiding deep desire. Hope, "you are the first to provoke me, do not give you a lesson, you have to forget who is the woman!" When there is a dispute, he never likes reasoning - reasoning is the most useless thing in the world. He will only solve it directly by action, so that all those who dare to rebel against his will can know who is the master.

He pinched her chin and kissed her, more intense and crazier than before.

One of his hands went into her Tulle dress and felt for her small and round buttocks. With one hook of his finger, he slid into her buttocks along the edge of her underwear. She stared in horror and trembled all over. Through a thin curtain, someone's voice came closer and closer, but he didn't mean to stop at all. Instead, he was more and more unscrupulous, squeezing open the closed flower core in her secret place.Her brain is buzzing, as if to explode, and she doesn't know where to get the strength. She pulls out the hand that he has clamped and slaps it hard. He was hit on the side of the head, clear sound.

With tears on her face, she gave him a hard look and ran out with her dress covered in embarrassment.

The curtain of crimson velvet was surging, and she disappeared like a light blue spirit, leaving only the night wind.

Lu Shifeng stood upright and looked at the direction of her departure with deep and unpredictable eyes.

Su Xingyu cried and ran all the way out through the back porch of the banquet hall. He was in a mess and his temples were scattered. Through the garden, through the black iron fence door carefully made by a famous craftsman outside the garden... She didn't know how far she had run. The noisy party gradually turned into a silent mountain road and starry sky, but she still didn't stop.

She didn't want to see anyone. The scene that Lu Shifeng forced her behind the curtain to humiliate her was flashing in front of her eyes. She was holding her skirt. Her tears were in a mess. She couldn't tell where she was going. Suddenly, she didn't know what she had stepped on, and she fell to the ground.

She let out a cry of pain. She fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

It seems that I hurt my ankle. It hurts when I move.

She sat alone in the starry sky in a daze, and her tears fell down again. Why is she so unlucky, even the mountain road has to bully her?! She really wants to go home

I want to go back to the past

That home with mom

"Mom..." she curled up like a wounded animal and gave out a low cry.

The night wind was blowing on her body, and it was colder and colder. Her whole body trembled, and her Tulle dress fluttered like scattered petals in the night. Faintly, it seemed that there was a voice coming. She didn't realize it at first. After a long time, the voice never stopped