Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth Chapter 81 What Did They Do Inside

Ten seconds could not possibly resolve anything. Su Wanxin couldn’t even straighten out her thoughts before the ti was up.

Fu Shihan saw that she was still not speaking, raised his hand to slightly loosen his necktie, and stepped forward.

Su Wanxin’s body trembled, her hands easily controlled by him. Her back pressed against the cold door, and in front was his tall figure.

Fu Shihan lowered his head and bit the skin behind her ear on her neck. Su Wanxin drew in a breath, her voice trembling with a sob as she spoke.

"I was wrong, please let off just this once, okay?"

After being away for three years and returning for a month, this was the first ti she had been so submissive before him.

Su Wanxin’s soft and llow voice scratched at one’s body and heart gently like a kitten’s paws. Even soone with as much self-control as Fu Shihan nearly lost control of himself.

"I won’t dare to do it again. I won’t dance with anyone else anymore."

Tears were at the corners of Su Wanxin’s eyes; she was truly frightened.

Fu Shihan ant what he said. If she didn’t show so reaction, he would surely... take her here.

Fear and trepidation consud Su Wanxin. Her hands were pulled above her head by him, her body pinned by his, unable to move.

She had nowhere to escape.

Fu Shihan looked down at her, a trace of warmth flickering in the depths of his eyes. "Scared?"

"...Yes."

"Realize your mistake?"

"Yes."

"But Wanwan, I have taught you before that you have to face the punishnt for your mistakes. Even our son understands this, how could you not?"

His expression was gentle, yet the words he spoke terrified Su Wanxin to the core.

Fu Shihan leaned down and kissed her lips. He released her hands and took her into his embrace.

In the dark, confined space, an atmosphere of ambiguous warmth prevailed. Fu Shihan kissed her for a long ti, unwillingly raising his head to continue the conversation from before.

"Choose one of the two options."

"...Fu Shihan!"

"It’s useless," Fu Shihan stated with conviction, "You understand that at this point, it doesn’t matter what you call out."

If she didn’t learn her lesson, she wouldn’t take it to heart.

In despair, Su Wanxin locked eyes with him, her voice trembling as she stopped him when he reached out to destroy her dress. "I choose the first option."

She bit her lip hard, pushing him back slightly. It wasn’t just her voice that was shaking, her body was, too.

A tear slid down from the corner of her eye, her eyes misty. Under his gaze, she slowly bent down and slipped off the only restraint beneath her dress.

Fu Shihan watched her movents, his breath paused for a mont as he saw the piece of black lace fabric in her hands.

"Wanwan, if there is a next ti, I will not let you off this easily."

His voice husky, he took the item from her hands and left the room.

He couldn’t stay in there with her any longer; he would lose control and take her.

Outside the door, Mu Suyu was almost jumping with anxiety. She had seen Fu Shihan taking Su Wanxin into the room, so she dared not make much noise and could only wait there.

After Fu Shihan left, he straightened his slightly disheveled clothes and returned to the banquet hall. Mu Suyu stood stunned at the doorway, peering into the pitch-dark room, then saw Su Wanxin erge in a daze.

"Wanwan!"

Mu Suyu took a fright at the sight of Su Wanxin.

Her face was so red it looked as though it would bleed, her eyes misty, clearly displaying the look of soone who had been... bullied.

Mu Suyu quickly went up to support her, her mind almost failing to function.

What... what did they just do inside?