C4 It Was a Heinous Crime

The light in the large room was very good, but a man walked over with the light on his back. Zisu instinctively narrowed her eyes. When she saw the person who came, she relaxed a little, "Liyan, you're back."

In the quiet room, she raised a gentle tone that carried a faint joy. It was like a clear spring, yet also like a gentle light that caused one's heart to lightly ripple.

His eyes accurately locked onto her in an instant. He saw her dragging a thick and heavy wedding dress with a wreath on top of her head. She coiled her long hair, revealing her pure white neck. She really looked like a bride waiting for her husband.

The man smiled, and then the corners of his mouth turned into a fake smile. His slender fingers roughly fiddled with the bow tie, pulled it off, and threw it behind him. Then, he began to unbutton his shirt, and as he did so, he approached the edge of the bed.

Zisu looked at him somewhat awkwardly.

She held the wedding dress and waited for a long time, but he did not speak to her. She was a little not used to his silence. She opened her mouth to break the strange silence, "Liyan, where did you go?"

He still didn't say a word. Only his pair of black and bright eyes stared fixedly at her face for an instant. He was like a leopard that had suddenly discovered its prey, and his eyes were bright to the point of causing one to feel fear.

Zisu was more and more at a loss. Her red lips moved and she was about to say something. The man had already taken a step forward, grabbed her wrist, and pushed her onto the bed behind him.

"Ah!" She screamed in panic and placed her hands in front of his firm chest. At such a close distance, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body. Zisu's heart was beating fast and her eyes were wide open. She looked at him in panic, "Liyan. Did you drink, you seem drunk? Liyan, get up first."

Actually, it was not that they had never done anything intimate before. It was just that it was limited to kissing and hugging.

Nie Liyan was not a very conservative man, but to Zisu, he truly doted on her. Hence, he hoped that the two of them's first time happened naturally on the wedding night.

In her eyes, he had always been a graceful and gentle handsome man. The two of them had been together for so many years, but this was the first time she had seen such an impolite act like getting drunk.

When the man heard her words, he pressed his muscular body forward. It wasn't a smile that came from the bottom of his heart, but rather a bit more unsteadiness. And that big palm immediately pressed down on her weak neck.

Zisu was immediately frightened. She instinctively reached out a hand to hold his hand. They looked at each other and she looked into his eyes. His eyes were as clear and cold as before. He did not seem to be drunk. Because he didn't look like he was drunk. But he was pressing down on her, and his eyes were cold as he looked at her. It was as if she had done something extremely sinful.

"Liyan!"

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" He suddenly opened his mouth, his deep voice carrying a bit of drunkenness. She could feel his breathing, and he rudely lifted up her skirt. "What are you afraid of? Didn't you miss me very much? All these years, I've missed you especially."

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers that had reached under her skirt had already picked up the edge of her pants.

Zisu's heart immediately trembled violently. When she reacted, she began to push him," Liyan, you're drunk, right? Don't be like this, don't be like this."

He would never treat her like this. Zisu was really flustered to the point of not knowing what to do.

Even though they had separated for five years, she did not think Nie Liyan was like this.

Why was he like this now?

His smile became especially frivolous and more sarcastic. His expression always gave people an unfathomable feeling. Was he still a Liyan? What had happened in the past five years that made him become like this?

Or was he just drunk now?

Zisu kept finding various excuses for the man on her body in her heart, but the strength in her hands did not decrease. She struggled hard, her body hidden under the wedding dress kept shrinking towards the head of the bed, "Liyan, wake up a little. I am Zisu, don't be like this."

"Zisu, of course I know you are Zisu." She kept retreating. He was getting closer and closer to her. Her back quickly touched the bed. He easily grabbed her shoulder and pressed her down. His fingers under the wedding dress were already halfway in. Seeing her eyes full of panic and feeling her body tighten, He laughed with incomparable pleasure, "Ling Zisu, How can I not know you? Don't worry, I have a clear mind now."