In the pitch-dark night, the silence was suffocating.
By the roadside, inside a luxurious Mercedes Benz, an erotic scene was unfolding.
"Senior Xingwei, no matter what status you will have in the future, I will always love you," Ling Ying, disheveled and seeming like a seductive snake demon tightly clinging on to Yan Xingwei. Her hands hastily stripping off the only piece of clothing she had on her upper body.
"Ling Ying, quickly, give it to me!" Yan Xingwei succumbed to her temptation, burning all over, hungrily unfastening his belt. He immediately reaches for the button on the side of his seat, laying the driver's seat flat.
"Senior Xingwei, how about we do something special today?" Ling Ying giggled and quickly switched places with Yan Xingwei. "You just close your eyes and thoroughly enjoy my love."
Yan Xingwei paused momentarily. But, upon seeing her seductively captivating eyes, his heart fluttered uncontrollably.
"Okay, I'll listen to you!"
After seeing Yan Xingwei really close his eyes, Ling Ying's lips curled up, flashing an intense smile. Her eyes unnoticeably shifted towards the previously set-up cell phone. She carefully switched the phone to silent mode and placed it in an inconspicuous spot inside the car, aiming the camera at the two of them.
...
"Senior Xingwei, I love you."
"Ling Ying, I want you too!"
The intense scene of the two of them in the car was projected clearly into the eyes of Tang Shuxin.
She stared in disbelief at the video she had just received, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.
Inside the scene, there are two people, one is her fiancé and the other, her best friend for four years – her only candidate for bridesmaid at her wedding that's due next month.
Yet, they've both betrayed her, right now.
Tang Shuixin's hands involuntarily clenched into fists, her nails sank deep into her palm, but she couldn't feel the pain at all.
One hour ago.
"Shuixin, we will be married next month, are you ready?" Yan Xingwei stroked Tang Shuixin's hair and murmured it in her ear.
At dinner time, they had some red wine. Slightly tipsy, Tang Shuxin was somewhat feeble. She was forcibly held by Yan Xingwei, feeling a bit fuzzy after being intoxicated.
"Shuixin, I want you."
"Xingwei, didn't we have a pact to consummate only on our wedding night?"
Ignoring Tang Shuixin's protest, Yan Xingwei impulsively bent down and tried to kiss her soft lips, but she turned her face away to avoid him.
Tang Shuixin's body felt weak, but her consciousness was clear. She pushed Yan Xingwei away vehemently.
"Xingwei, we made an agreement: we are saving our initiation for our wedding night," Tang Shuixin emphasized again, hastily arranging her disordered clothes and moving away from him.
Yan Xingwei looked at her with a complex expression and then turned around to enter the bathroom.
"I'm going for a shower."
Standing to one side, Tang Shuixin sighed helplessly as she stared at the tightly shut bathroom door.
She couldn't recall how many times this was, it had happened too often.
Each time, whenever Yan Xingwei couldn't help but desire her, he would go into the bathroom and take a cold shower, letting the icy water douse his intense longing.
This thought slightly eased Tang Shuixin’s expression.
She rose and approached the bathroom door, lightly knocking on it. Her mouth close to the door, she directed towards Yan Xingwei inside, “I am going to the kitchen to cook some late-night snacks for you. Come out and eat when you're ready.”
Tang Shuixin waited at the door for a long time, but did not hear a response from Yan Xingwei, only the continuous sound of water.
She gave a faint smile, as usual, and quickly headed to the kitchen.
