I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

Chapter 87: Not Worthy of Your Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

How could she like Cheng Xingyang? She had never liked him before. It was even more impossible for her to like him in the future! She was sad because she felt that the person she had known for more than 10 years had suddenly become like this. It nauseated her that he seemed to have been putting on an act in the past. However, for some reason, Xing Shu still nodded. “Yes, no matter what, we’ve been engaged for more than 10 years. How could I not like him?”

The force on his chin suddenly increased. Xing Shu frowned in pain. Cheng Lang’s eyes were dark, and he did not understand why he was worked up. “You like Cheng Xingyang, but you seduced me. Xing Shu, is this how you like people?”

The emotions in his heart came and went quickly. He picked Xing Shu up and changed his position so that he would not hurt her feet. Xing Shu was just a fling. He should not get angry over a fling; and shouldjust enjoy the moment. Cheng Lang hypnotized himself with these thoughts. But when he saw Xing Shu’s teary eyes, his heart could not help but soften. “Find someone else to love. Cheng Xingyang is not worthy of your love.”

In the past, everyone had told Xing Shu that she was not worthy of Cheng Xingyang. This was the first time someone told her that Cheng Xingyang was not worthy of her.

Xing Shu said, “Young Uncle, I don’t think we should discuss other men at this time.”

Cheng Lang chuckled and lowered his head to bite her lips. “Then don’t think about him anymore.”

Xing Shu said, “Why would I? Young Uncle, go and ask anyone. Anyone who’s not blind knows who to choose between you and Cheng Xingyang. Besides, your d*ck is much better than his.”

The delphic atmosphere disappeared instantly, and Cheng Lang’s eyes turned glacial. Xing Shu knew that she should not have said that last sentence. It was just that Cheng Lanz never cared about how far she and Chenz Xinzvanz had gone—whether they had kissed, hugged, or made love. Per the usual school of thought, she and Cheng Xingyang had been engaged for so many years and must have done everything a couple did. She deliberately said this to see Cheng Lang’s reaction.

Cheng Lang’s eyes were deep. He rained kisses on her lips, chin, and neck. He was much more aggressive than usual. Although he had been very aggressive in bed previously, he had never pushed his aggression past this much; as if he wanted to scr*w her to death.

Moans escaped from Xing Shu’s lips uncontrollably. Tears were forced out of the corners of her eyes. However, just as she was about to climax, Cheng Lang suddenly stopped and asked, “How much better than him?”

Lost in the throes of passion, Xing Shu could not take in what Cheng Lang was asking at all. She only wanted him to move again and not leave her hanging like this… Xing Shu raised her hands to pull Cheng Lang’s neck, but he grabbed her hands and locked them above her head. “Answer me. Is it a little better, or a lot better?”

Tears streamed down Xing Shu’s face. She bit her lip and refused to answer. He was too evil—using such a method to interrogate her.

Cheng Lang pressed on. “Xing Shu, answer me.”

Xing Shu shook her head, and her tears fell even harder. Cheng Lang seemed to be deliberately torturing her in the next few hours. He peppered his actions with questions. “Did you two ever do it in this position? Can he make you cry like this? Aren’t we making comparisons? Then we should use the same position as the benchmark. Did you two do it this way in the shower?”

Xing Shu was about to lose her mind. On one hand, she was embarrassed. On the other hand, the pleasure was a reflex. She should not have provoked a man in bed.

“Young Uncle… I was wrong, I was really wrong…” Xing Shu’s face was covered in sweat. She pitifully crossed her folded legs and grabbed Cheng Lang’s sleeve. His jacket had fallen to the ground, but he still had his shirt on. However, it was all wrinkled and there were some liquid stains.

Xing Shu knew what Cheng Lang was like in bed. He was completely different from the usual persona the world had known. He was even more fiendish when he tormented on purpose. The so-called Buddha on Earth, his abstinence and indifference… was the complete opposite in bed.

Xing Shu was in sackcloth and ashes. She laid it on thick and cried a lot, before she managed to please and coax Cheng Lang to stop.

Cheng Lang slowly wiped away the tears on Xing Shu’s face and snorted. “Is that all you’ve got?” His post-coitus voice was low and charming. Xing Shuxin’s anger suddenly dissipated. This was Cheng Lang—he could make one live and die for him with just a casual word.

The apartment was raw with passion. Meanwhile at the police station, Liu Chun was released very quickly due to Nie Heng’s help. However, the hooligan who had attacked Xing Shu was charged. As for the so-called trade secrets, the police dropped the charges since Xing Shu did not pursue it..