CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 287: Keeping It Is a Curse

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Keeping It Is a Curse

Song Muyu was held captive in his embrace, unable to move, her lips completely enveloped by the man’s.

No!

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Ever since the day Song Xun had gotten engaged to Shen Shuyi, Song Muyu had warned herself never to have any intimate contact with this man again—everything was supposed to have ended in the past.

But now, treated like this by him, she felt nothing but shame, and deep inside, she felt the irony.

She struggled, biting him hard.

"Hisss!" The man yelped as his tongue was bitten, sucking in a breath of cold air from the pain.

But Song Xun didn’t let go of Song Muyu; instead, after a slight pause, he deepened the kiss even more.

Song Muyu became frantic, twisting and struggling.

Song Xun furrowed his eyebrows, suddenly gripping her arms tightly, and he chastised coldly, "Move again, and see if I don’t take you right here."

Song Muyu was already frightened by him, and now felt even more humiliated and angry being threatened.

Her lips were red and swollen, kissed hard by him, looking as glaring as roses.

Disheveled yet alluring, delicate yet seductive.

Such a sight of her only made the man’s pupils constrict more, wishing he could continue to love her.

A trace of blood also escaped the corner of Song Xun’s mouth, making his lips look even more enchanting and dangerous.

Song Muyu turned her eyes away, a flicker of discomfort flashing through them as she spoke faintly, "What must you do to finally let me go?"

Song Xun tugged at his lip, his tongue sweeping over the blood to clean it.

He gave a bitter smile, as if speaking to her or reminding himself. "I fear I might never want to let go of you in this lifetime."

Song Muyu, hearing him say this, suddenly thought he was utterly despicable.

He wanted to have his cake and eat it too.

"You don’t have a say," Song Muyu rebuffed, rejecting him. "I will never have any shameful relationship with you again. Just give up on that."

Song Xun’s dark eyes stared deeply at Song Muyu, still patient, he said, "Give me some time, I’ll sort everything out, then you’ll truly be the only one."

Haha.

Song Muyu wanted to laugh.

Of course, it was a bitter laugh.

Her heart was bleeding.

His words were helpless and heart-wrenching.

What did he actually see her as?

In his eyes, was she just a hidden mistress?

Only there to satisfy his lusts?

So disgraceful.

Song Muyu pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said softly, "I disdain to be your only one anymore, everything ended, since the day you got engaged, it all ended."

"Don’t forget, you were the one who provoked me first!" Song Xun reminded coldly.

He felt particularly panicked inside, hearing her repeatedly say it was over, his heart clogged with turmoil.

Seeing her scoffing, trying to avoid him.

He tightly grasped her hands and kissed her again.

Song Muyu panicked, abruptly bending a knee, striking towards Song Xun’s lower abdomen.

"Hisss!" Song Xun took another sharp breath.

He had been somewhat prepared and tried to dodge, but still, Song Muyu had hit a certain spot.

It was just a graze.

Yet, it felt like an electric shock spreading throughout his body.

He had a very peculiar reaction.

A flash of irritation swept through Song Xun’s eyes as he said sternly, "Don’t move, move again, and I really won’t be polite."

Her defiance only intensified by the wild look in his eyes.

Song Muyu dared not move at all.

She held her breath, her heart racing with panic.

Struggling to calm herself, Song Muyu rationalized her thoughts and whispered, "What do you really want, Brother?"

"Don’t call me brother!" Song Xun retorted.

Whenever she called him brother, images of her delicate appearance flashed through Song Xun’s mind.

His reactions were becoming harder to control.

Realizing how dangerous he looked, Song Muyu didn’t want to provoke him to do something regrettable, especially since Shen Shuyi was downstairs and this was the Song Family residence.

She stabilized her emotions, and after a few seconds of silence, she spoke again, "Return the photo to me."

Song Xun too had somewhat regained his composure and looked at her with complicated feelings in his eyes. "Where did you get this photo?"

Song Muyu replied, "Don’t worry about it. The matter has already been settled, and you don’t need to get involved. Just return the photo to me."

"Don’t I even have the right to ask?" Song Xun responded coldly, "I’m one of the parties involved, aren’t I?"

"What do you want to know? Do you want mother to find out about this?" Song Muyu reprimanded softly.

Song Xun’s gaze tightened, he looked at Song Muyu’s pale cheeks, and observed her guarded demeanor; he opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but eventually, he closed his mouth.

After a long silence, Song Xun watched as a bitter smile emerged in her eyes, cold and piercing.

Just when Song Muyu thought he would continue, he suddenly released her.

Song Muyu was startled.

Only then did Song Xun declare gravely, "Stop asking for the photo. I will keep it."

"No!" Song Muyu shook her head. "I must take it with me."

Song Xun’s gaze grew slightly intense. Watching her, his voice sounded low yet devoid of warmth, "Leave immediately before I change my mind, or I will take the photo downstairs for everyone to see!"

Song Muyu flinched and carefully studied him for a while.

"Don’t test my patience any further!" Song Xun commanded again, "Get out!"

Song Muyu pressed her lips together and slowly said, "Destroy those photos. Keeping them is a disaster. Once you destroy them, I will leave."

She had been reluctant to part with them, hoping to pack these items in an old box and take them away.

That box was filled with tender memories, all the bits and pieces of her unrequited love for Song Xun.

She had thought that sealing them together would be the memories of a lifetime.

However, she had overestimated Song Xun; she did not expect he would search even her bag.

It was her mistake to have brought it.

This was a painful lesson.

Destroy them?

Song Xun scoffed, "How could I possibly destroy them?"

"If you don’t destroy them, it will affect you and Shen Shuyi."

"You think I care?" Song Xun countered.

Song Muyu smiled then, a smile tinged with desolation and helplessness. She spoke softly, "Yes, I thought you cared."

Song Xun paused, staring into Song Muyu’s black and white eyes for a long time before his lips slightly moved. "You really know me well!"

His tone was sarcastic, self-mocking yet seemingly mixed with profound desolation.

Hearing him say this, Song Muyu felt a pang of discomfort.

She knew that the struggle might attract someone’s attention at any moment.

She couldn’t obtain the photo, and Song Xun was not one to easily change his mind.

She finally said, "Keep it if you wish, I don’t want it anymore."

She opened the door and walked out.

Song Xun did not stop her, but after she left.

He stretched out his hand, grasping at nothing, his heart grew more anxious.