"Mr. Gong, you're overstepping," Yin Yiyan said with a polite aloofness in her tone.
The two were standing very close. Yin Yiyan could clearly feel Gong Ming's hot breath on her face.
It was scalding.
Gong Ming pursed his lips. The darkness in his eyes grew even deeper. Seeing her eagerness to keep a distance from him, his displeasure became more and more obvious.
Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the door.
Gong Ming frowned and, without hesitation, pushed Yin Yiyan into a cubicle in the women's restroom and closed the door behind them.
The restroom wasn't very spacious to begin with, and now their bodies were forced even closer together. His knee wedged itself between her legs.
There was annoyance on Yin Yiyan's face. She was about to shout when, unexpectedly, the man tilted his head slightly. Before she could react, he bit down on her lips!
His kiss was far from gentle. It was more like a punishment, a wanton encroachment, as if he were desperately accusing her of something.
She let out a gasp, but her lips were sealed shut, and no sound could escape.
At the same time, the person in the next cubicle had finished using the toilet. The sound of the flush drowned out the sound of their kiss.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Gong Ming's voice was hoarse, buried in the sound of the water. He gasped softly, "Yin Yiyan, you're really something."
There was even a hint of resentment in his voice.
He was becoming more and more confused about her.
Due to the cramped space in the cubicle, their bodies were pressed intimately together. The faint woody fragrance on him lingered around her nose, and Yin Yiyan couldn't help but blush and feel hot.
It was too close, way too close.
After making sure the woman in the next cubicle had left, Yin Yiyan immediately pushed against his chest. Worried about being heard, she lowered her voice and said, "This is the women's restroom. Please respect yourself!"
"I don't care. It doesn't matter to me," Gong Ming said with a faint smile. He became even more bold. He reached out and lifted the hem of Yin Yiyan's dress, sliding his hand in along the fishtail slit. "I didn't get enough last time. I want to try again."
Yin Yiyan was used to being bold and unrestrained. She raised her head fearlessly, her eyes filled with blatant mockery. "You can try, but... does Mr. Gong plan to get it for free?"
Her words seemed to look down on him.
Gong Ming squinted his eyes. A flash of disgust crossed his eyes, and his voice was full of contempt. "What is it that you want that I can't afford?
"I'll match whatever those men you were flattering outside could give you." He didn't shy away at all, directly insulting her. "How much do you want, huh?"
The touch of her thigh was wonderful, smooth and firm. He had only touched it a few times, and he was already infatuated.
But before he could reach further, her slender fingers stopped him. She let out a laugh and said, "Mr. Gong, I'm not short of men who want to keep me."
She gently pushed his hand away, then hooked her finger under his chin. She looked lazy and charming. "It's not money I want. As long as I want it, I'm never short of this stuff."
Backed by the Yin family, she was never short of money.
Yin Yiyan said, "I want love, undying love. Can you give it to me?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Gong Ming was silent for a moment. The spark of desire in his eyes faded a little.
This sentence had woken him up.
Yin Yiyan raised her eyebrows, her voice calm. "I'm not young anymore. If Mr. Gong has no intention of marrying me, then don't waste my time."
"By the way, I have no interest in having sex with a man with a heart condition. It's a high - risk activity." With that, she gently flicked the end of her hair, her words direct and to the point.
He would end up in the hospital every time they did it. His heart couldn't take it, and neither could hers.
Gong Ming frowned slightly.
Just as Yin Yiyan was about to push open the door and leave, the man suddenly grabbed her arm. She turned around sharply and met his burning eyes.
"What do I have to do to marry you?" He lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse. "I don't know what to do to be with you."
He was showing his cards.
He couldn't outplay Yin Yiyan.
This little woman had more tricks and schemes than he did, especially since she knew exactly where to hurt him the most.
Watching her flirting with other men, he was really going crazy.
He didn't have much patience in this regard, so he took the bait quickly.
Yin Yiyan smiled, her smile alluring and ambiguous. "As long as you want to, you can."
...
After the engagement ceremony ended, Ning Anmiao couldn't find Yin Yiyan anywhere.
She searched every corner of the hotel lobby, even the restroom, but there was no sign of her.
Similarly, Gong Ming was nowhere to be found.
The two of them disappearing at the same time made Ning Anmiao look worried.
Lu Yan saw the concern in her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ning Anmiao shook her head. "No, I can't find Yanyan."
When Lu Yan heard the name "Yanyan", a look of impatience flashed across his otherwise calm face.
He sighed, his voice deep. "Miaomiao, Miss Yin is an adult. She's not a child. She won't get lost."
"But Gong Ming is also missing," Ning Anmiao of course knew that Yin Yiyan wouldn't get lost, but she was worried that Gong Ming would take the opportunity of today's meeting to pester Yanyan again.
If that happened, wouldn't all of Yanyan's previous efforts to avoid him be in vain?
"I'm going to call Yanyan," Ning Anmiao said, getting more and more worried. She turned around and walked towards the lounge to find her phone.
But there was no answer.
"Quick, call Gong Ming and ask if Yanyan is with him," Ning Anmiao urged Lu Yan.
Lu Yan let out an almost imperceptible sigh but still obediently took out his phone as his wife asked.
There was still no answer.
The result was self - evident.
Ning Anmiao looked as if the end of the world was coming. She was extremely sad. "It's over. Yanyan is probably being pestered by Gong Ming again."
Lu Yan stood in front of her. His features were deep and three - dimensional, extremely handsome. "Miaomiao, that's not something you should worry about."
"What you should worry about now is yourself."
With that, he picked her up horizontally, making her wrap her arms around his neck. He held her in his arms like a princess, supporting her knees with his hand to prevent her from falling.
Ning Anmiao's ears immediately turned red. "Wait, there are still people looking this way..."
Although the ceremony was over, there were still some guests in the lobby who would occasionally glance in their direction.
"Let them look. We're legally married anyway."
...
In a suite on the thirteenth floor of the hotel.
A man and a woman had shed their glamorous suits and black evening gowns. Their bodies were intertwined on the huge bed.
Even though the lights were off in the room, they could clearly feel each other's body temperature rising little by little.