Sir, You've Got The Wrong Person - Chapter 3.1

The touch of his hand on her chest was too strong. Yan Yiyi held her breath unconsciously, fearing that her breathing would be too loud and the hand would touch places that shouldn’t be touched. Her pretty face was hot because her body was almost half naked. Although she had been kissed before, this was the first time she lay under a man with her clothes in disarray. Although she felt extremely embarrassed in her heart, she did not dare to show any sign of weakness on her face.

Although she didn’t know this man well, she had followed him no less than five times and even had a tragic experience of living and dying together with him. According to her narrow understanding of him, this man had a charming and deceiving face and always had a harmless smile on his lips, but he was more cruel and ruthless than anyone else. To such a man, being gentle and kind to women was just an irony. The dull pain in her chest was the best proof. He could kiss you tenderly and affectionately one moment, but he would ruthlessly take your life the next.

“Um… Mr. Chu… could you please move your hand away for now?” Frowning slightly, Yan Yiyi cautiously looked at the overly attractive hand on her chest as she tried to soften her voice. Although she was currently at a disadvantage, she still had to try her best to negotiate.

Chu Mufeng leisurely glanced at her, then slowly looked at his hand that was resting on her chest. His long fingers began to deliberately and unconsciously trace the area that was rising and falling sharply due to tension.
“I said, I said, I said, you stop… stop!”

Seeing his long fingers about to brush over the sensitive tip, Yan Yiyi couldn’t care about anything else and said urgently.

“Oh?” Chu Mufeng paused his actions, raised an eyebrow at her, his voice sharp and powerful, “Speak!”

Yan Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him, and said unwillingly, “I thought… you were him.”

“Him?” He looked at her with doubtful eyes, then smiled slowly, but the smile did not reach his eyes. “Your sweetheart?”

Yan Yiyi’s face turned slightly red, and she lowered her eyes unwillingly, neither admitting nor denying. To save her life, she just needed to stop at the right time. If she explained everything too clearly, she would die faster. This reason was not the whole story, but it was part of it. When she was caught following him for the first time, she told him that she was following her lover, but he thought she was making excuses.

Chu Mufeng saw that she had consented. The smile on his lips deepened, but his eyes became more and more unfathomable, with a hint of coldness in the darkness: “It seems that there really is such a person.”

Chu Mufeng chuckled and said, leaning over her and whispering softly in her ear, “My wife, talking about your sweetheart in front of your husband…”

“Hiss,” the sound of clothes tearing was heard, Yan Yiyi felt a chill on her chest, and the only clothes covering her upper body had turned into small pieces.

“Your husband will be jealous.” As he spoke, his big palm had already rubbed the softness of her chest. Almost at the same moment, he tilted his head and accurately grabbed her lips. His dark eyes were staring at her closely. His eyes were clear without any emotion, just endless coldness.

Yan Yiyi’s heart trembled, and she kept shaking her head to avoid his lips. Chu Mufeng raised his hand and held the other side of her face tightly, holding her head firmly, and bit her lips roughly.

Yan Yiyi couldn’t break free and could only stare at him stubbornly with her eyes open. Tears had welled up in her eyes unconsciously, and big tears rolled down her cheeks.

Chu Mufeng glanced at her and let go of her lips. He slightly stood and used his long fingers to wipe away her tears. He said nonchalantly, “Why are you crying? Are you afraid that I will take away your innocence? Are you afraid that your lover will dislike you because of this?”

There was no trace of guilt or pity in the lazy voice.

Yan Yiyi did not respond but bit her lower lip and continued to look at him stubbornly, with a hint of fear in her moist eyes.

Chu Mufeng didn’t seem to care about how she felt at this time. He smiled gently and said slowly, “Even if you glare your eyes out, I still have to do it. I warned you long ago that if I find you following me again, you can’t blame me for what happens. But you didn’t listen to my advice and followed me again and again. In this case, I shouldn’t feel guilty. I was thinking about staying alone in the empty room on this wedding night, but you insisted on running into me. There’s nothing I can do. Such a pretty girl is lying under me; there’s no reason for me to pretend to be a gentleman and push her to another man, right? After all, she is still my newlywed wife.”

As Chu Mufeng spoke, he slowly removed her hairpin, letting her jet-black hair fall on the bed. His other hand had already moved down along her fair skin, slowly taking off all her clothes bit by bit, and untying his own belt in the process.

“Chu Mufeng, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will never follow you again, and I will never reveal your secrets to anyone. I swear, please let me go this time. Don’t… don’t… um…”

Realizing that he seemed to be serious about it, Yan Yiyi had no choice but to show weakness, hoping that he would have a little conscience. Unexpectedly, Chu Mufeng blocked her mouth with his lips before she could finish her words.

Chu Mufeng used his long fingers to slowly lift the long hair in front of her forehead. He kissed her for a while before letting her go. He bit her lower lip and said nonchalantly, “What nonsense are you talking about? Husband and wife are birds of the same forest. If you don’t follow me, who else will you follow?”

Although the words were as affectionate and loving as those of a lover, Yan Yiyi felt a chill all over her body as she looked at the extremely handsome face in front of her.

“Are you cold, my lady?” Chu Mufeng asked softly when he noticed her trembling, but his eyes suddenly turned cold. “Are you still afraid? Are you afraid of your husband?”

Yan Yiyi bit her lip and looked at him coldly without saying a word.