Resistance

With her head lowered and her hands fidgeting with the hem of her clothing, Ye Anxin walked warily toward Mu Beiting.

She knew that when she and Mu Beiting had gotten the marriage certificate today, they had become husband and wife. Having sexual relations with him was now something that was expected of her, but when it was really about to happen, she still felt nervous and afraid.

Mu Beiting threw the towel he was holding toward her. "Dry my hair for me!"

Ye Anxin nodded, picked up the towel, went to the bed, knelt behind Mu Beiting, and dried his hair very carefully.

Ye Anxin looked at the back of Mu Beiting's head, and, after a bit of internal struggle, she finally summoned the courage to say, "Mister, in reality, you really misunderstood what happened before..."

"If you speak about that matter again, you can just get out." Mu Beiting's slightly softened expression had immediately become icy again when he heard her mention the incident with Pete.

Ye Anxin scowled, but in the end, she closed her mouth obediently.

After working for a while, she'd finally finished drying Mu Beiting's hair. Without saying a word, Ye Anxin got out of bed silently and put the towel back in the bathroom.

After leaving the bathroom, Ye Anxin became nervous again.

As she walked toward the bed, without any mental preparation, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Mu Beiting. As soon as he exerted a little strength, her petite body staggered into his arms, and the next second, she was firmly pressed under his body.

"Hmm..." Ye Anxin looked at him in horror. Her heart beat wildly, as if it would jump out of her throat at any moment.

Mu Beiting put all the weight of his body on top of her, and, without any warning, he covered her little mouth that had been chattering nonstop moments before.

"Hmm..." Ye Anxin's eyes got very wide, and, looking at the handsome face so close at hand, her mind went blank. Her body went stiff, as if she had been filled with lead.

She had dated Mu Rufeng for two years, but the most intimate behavior between the two of them had been just a peck on the cheek. She had once said that her first kiss and her virginity were going to be reserved until her wedding night.

That promise had been fulfilled, but her mind was blank. It was as if her brain was experiencing a short-circuit, and she couldn't react at all.

Mu Beiting's aura gradually changed, and his large hands unbuttoned her shirt, one by one.

When it came to the last button, Ye Anxin finally snapped back to reality and began to struggle desperately.

Mu Beiting ignored her as his hands continued their movements.

Upon seeing that he had no intention of stopping, as an act of desperation, Ye Anxin curled up her knees and was about to jam them directly into Mu Beiting.

However, Mu Beiting discovered her intentions and blocked her legs with his hand before her knees could jam into him. All his sexual desire for Ye Anxin disappeared in an instant. After the passion had receded, Mu Beiting's feelings of sexual arousal gradually subsided, and he stood up and retreated from Ye Anxin.

As Mu Beiting left, Ye Anxin quickly tugged at his shirt and anxiously apologized to him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I...I didn't mean it, I just wasn't ready yet."

"I, Mu Beiting, never like to force women." After Mu Beiting had said this coldly, he slammed the door and left without even looking back.

Staring at the closed door, Ye Anxin remained in a slightly dazed state.

She...had she done something wrong just now? Didn't she say that she was going to use Mu Beiting as revenge against that despicable couple, Xie Yunlu and Mu Rufeng? In that case, so what if she lost her virginity?

The two of them were already married anyway, and it would be impossible for them to divorce, so what was the big deal about having sex?

Now that Mu Beiting had been angered, how could his rage be put out?

She used to think that she was quite clever and brave. However, in front of Mu Beiting, she'd acted like a cowardly little chicken with every interaction they'd had.

Ye Anxin lay down on the bed in annoyance. Covering her head with a pillow, she slowly fell asleep amid feelings of annoyance and self-blame.