I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

I’ll F*ck Your Brains Out

“Xing Shu, you don’t understand relationships. I’ve liked Nie Heng for more than 10 years—since I was young. The reason I ran away from home a while back was because he was going to get engaged to Miss Liu.” Because she liked him, she was willing to let him use her for sex. She could not help it. it was too torturous to love him—she could not leave him; she could not forget him.

“Xing Shu…” Nie Xi was a vivacious person who was not afraid to love and hate. She had never been so afraid.

Xing Shu turned around and was about to leave when the door of the private room not far away suddenly opened. Nie Heng stood at the door, wearing a very smug expression. He then said callously, “Little Canary, you’d better forget what you saw just now.” It turned out that he had long known that Xing Shu was there, but did not care.

Nie Xi could not take it anymore. She walked forward to slap Nie Heng. However, her hand was stopped mid-air by Nie Heng grabbing her wrist. Nie Heng stared at Nie Xi and said with a faint smile, “Go back first.”

WItnessing this, Xing Shu’s brows furrowed tightly. She looked past Nie Heng and met Cheng Lang’s gaze. Cheng Lang was still perched atop his lofty altar—holding a glass of wine with his fingertips—with nary a care. When he saw Xing Shu looking over, he patted the seat beside him.

Xing Shu lowered her eyes and did not look at Nie Heng or Nie Xi. Everything that had happened today was too much for her. She walked towards Cheng Lang. As she got closer, she could almost feel his glacial aura.

“Your shawl.” Xing Shu took off the shawl and placed it neatly at the side.

Cheng Lang grabbed Xing Shu’s wrist. “Bad mood?”

Rhetorical question

. Of course, she was in a bad mood. Xing Shu felt like she had swallowed a fly—a nauseating feeling that lingered—and she could not spit it out.

Nie Heng closed the door of the private room, shutting out Cheng Lang and Xing Shu. He continued to hold Nie Xi’s wrist. “Do you know her?”

Nie Xi shivered.

Even if she did not know Xing Shu, he should have stopped when he realized that there were people around, right?

Nie Heng raised an eyebrow. “You were the one who couldn’t wait just now, weren’t you? Nie Xi, how many times have I scr*wed you? Is there any point in being reserved now?” Nie Heng and Nie Xi were similar in certain aspects—they both spoke bluntly and paid no heed to anyone or anything.

Nie Xi raised her other hand and slapped Nie Heng with lightning speed. Bam!—Nie Heng’s head turned to the side. He sneered—licked his lips—and sneered again, “Nie Xi, your wings have hardened, huh? Come to my place tonight and I’ll f*ck your brains out! You can choose not to come, but in the future… don’t look me up again.” Nie Heng turned around and walked into the private room.

Nie Xi stood there with trembling fingers, alternating—and trapped—between love and grievance. She sent a message to Xing Shu with trembling hands. She knew that Xing Shu would not want to see her at this time, so she left first.

After Nie Heng entered the private room, Xing Shu felt extremely uncomfortable. Nie Heng—on the other hand—seemed to have forgotten what had just happened. He deftly lit his cigarette as if Xing Shu was non-existent.

Women were so slutty—treat them like animals or beat them up, but they would still come running lovingly the moment you beckon.

Nie Heng took a puff of his cigarette and started talking about tonight’s subject. “That overseas nut is hard to crack. After dealing with it for more than half a year, we only obtained three mining rights; the rest is monopolized by K Group. Those people guarded against me as if I were a wolf.”

Cheng Lang snorted, as he nudged the fruit juice to Xing Shu. “Aren’t you a wolf?”

Xing Shu wanted to leave, but she did not know if Nie Heng would make things difficult for her if she did. She was glad that Nie Xi had left first—giving her time to make sense of everything that had happened tonight.

Nie Heng bit the tip of his cigarette. His sharp teeth felt like they were biting into an enemy’s artery. “If I had been born a few years earlier, I wouldn’t have had to deal with those b*stards. If they didn’t have more than 80% of the world’s mining resources in their hands, I wouldn’t have bothered with them at all. They’re a group of barbarians—pointing guns at my head if they don’t get their way. Getting these three mines nearly cost me my life.”

As Xing Shu listened to the conversation between Nie Heng and Cheng Lang, her mind gradually calmed down. The Nie family was in the jewelry business. There were too few mineral resources in the country, so they had to turn their sights overseas. Nie Heng had an aggressive personality and the competition for resources overseas nearly ended in bloodshed. The leader of K Group was no saint either and the two of them were at a stalemate.

Cheng Lang’s eyes were calm. “Doesn’t the President of K Group have a well-known weakness?”