Fu Yanshen's arms encircled Mu Chenxi the moment he felt her body instantly stiffen.
Her body language immediately betrayed her repulsion and resistance towards him.
"Want it?"
Her words were spoken with utter indifference, without any concern for whether they would wound the person behind her.
Or perhaps, that was precisely her intention.
Mu Chenxi didn't wait for Fu Yanshen to reply; in her eyes, his closeness signified nothing more than a need to satisfy physical urges.
Seeing that he hadn't moved, and not wanting to waste time, she took the initiative to reach for her own dress zipper.
Her movements were nearly numb, followed by even colder words.
"I have things to do tonight, be quick."
Since the two had signed the agreement, and after he demanded that she fulfill her obligations, that was the attitude she maintained towards him.
She hardly resisted, but the warmth and tenderness were no more.