Intense Kiss in the Car

A few days later, Wanqing returned to school. As she stepped out of the villa, the car was already parked outside. Acheng opened the door for her, saying, "Miss, please get in."

"Thank you." She lowered her head as she got in, only to be startled to see Mu Tianyang sitting inside. Was he really going to take her to school? She thought such small matters would be handled by Acheng directly.

Mu Tianyang didn't even look up from the business magazine he was reading, his voice cold and sharp, "He's on my payroll, so there's no need for you to be polite with him."

Wanqing bit her lip lightly. "I'm just… used to being polite."

He sneered, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "A good habit. Very cultured."

The words stung, and she frowned in irritation, but dared not retort.

The car began to move slowly, and Mu Tianyang lowered the magazine, handing her an envelope. "Tuition fees."

Wanqing paused for a moment before reaching out to take it. "Thank you..." It was so pathetic. No matter how unwilling she was, everything—her food, shelter, and everything else—was dependent on him.

"I've spent so much on you. If you're going to thank me, at least do it properly! Am I the same as Acheng?" Mu Tianyang asked, his voice laced with barely contained anger.

Wanqing jumped in surprise, and she could feel Acheng stiffen slightly at the wheel. She looked at Mu Tianyang, seated like a king, and for some reason, she felt an overwhelming urge to shrink back.

His eyes narrowed, and an ominous air filled the car.

She took a deep breath, glancing at Acheng in the front seat. He was unlikely to turn around, right? Gathering her courage, she leaned in quickly and kissed Mu Tianyang on the cheek.

Mu Tianyang's face darkened. "Is that all? You think just a kiss from you, as if you were some celestial being, is worth that much?"

Wanqing felt helpless and leaned in again. This time, she held the kiss for three seconds before trying to pull away. But suddenly, Mu Tianyang grabbed her and kissed her fiercely on the lips.

"Ah!" Wanqing gasped, startled. There were people in front, how could he be so bold?

Mu Tianyang ignored her protests, pulling her fully into his arms, devouring her lips, kissing her hard and relentlessly until she was gasping for air. Only then did he release her.

Wanqing slumped back into her seat, not daring to look at Acheng's reaction in the front.

One day, Mu Tianyang would completely humiliate her. Today, he could kiss her in front of others. Who's to say he wouldn't do it again, or worse, someday... Thinking back to what happened in the living room, she shuddered. Hadn't it already happened? The shame and despair overwhelmed her, and she began to cry.

"The women who kiss me are always in a daze," Mu Tianyang said, his hand grabbing her face, forcing her to look at him. "You're the first to cry after a kiss." He tightened his grip on her chin. "Does it hurt? Does my kiss make you uncomfortable?"

"I..." Wanqing's jaw ached, the pressure making it impossible to speak.

"Still dare to cry?" His grip tightened further.

She winced in pain, wanting to speak, but no words came out. She tried to shake her head but couldn't. The pain made her tear up, and she was afraid that would only make him angrier. Struggling, she finally forced out a single syllable, "No..."

Mu Tianyang glared at her and roughly shoved her away. "Wipe your tears."

Wanqing hunched over in her seat, pulling at her sleeve to wipe her eyes until they were dry before sitting up straight again.

Mu Tianyang handed her a small box from the side. "Take it."

Wanqing inhaled deeply, taking the box with both hands. "What is it?"

"Open it and see for yourself." Mu Tianyang closed his eyes, leaning lazily back into his seat.

Wanqing opened the box to reveal a beautiful phone…

"This…" she looked up at him.

"Use this from now on. Don't turn it off," Mu Tianyang instructed coldly.