I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar-Chapter 40

We Banged

Nie Heng was obsessed with Miss Liu. By getting involved with Nie Heng, Nie Xi—to put it bluntly—was asking for it and inviting humiliation. Recalling Nie Heng’s attitude towards Nie Xi that night—he treated Nie Xi as a sex toy—she was a tool to relieve his sexual urges.

Xing Shu was discomforted by the thought of this. She did not reply to Nie Xi’s message. Instead, she found a computer and Googled Nie Heng. The news coverage of these young masters of the Beijing circle was comprehensive, and full of interesting stories that try to outdo the last. Xing Shu scrolled down and was surprised to see news about K Group.

The Nie family had actually collaborated with K Group?

The news was released an hour ago, and it was already trending.

K Group was the industry leader of the diamond trade. The head honcho was very good at capturing consumer psychology and binding the uniqueness of diamonds with love—It made people subconsciously think that they had to buy diamonds to prove their undying love for each other.

Xing Shu had done case studies on K Group in college. This was a company that was very good at marketing and packaging. K Group was also very high-handed towards competitors. This was the first time they had worked with a competitor in such a high-profile manner. Xing Shu was about to continue reading when her cell phone beeped—another message from Nie Xi. “Xing Shu, can you tell me what’s going on between you and Cheng Lang?”

Nie Xi had sent this message after careful consideration and did not expect Xing Shu to reply immediately. She was dumbstruck when she found out from Nie Heng that Xing Shu was Cheng Lang’s mistress. However, she also knew that Xing Shu did not want to talk to her now.

Xing Shu stared at the message for a long time. She had known Nie Xi for a long time and knew her very well. She understood that Nie Xi was taking the initiative to make peace. “We banged.”

Nie Xi had been checking her cell phone every minute. She was very emotional when she received Xing Shu’s reply. Nie Xi hurriedly replied to Xing Shu in the tone that she used to, before they fell out. “You slept with the ‘Buddha on Earth'”? Ka-ching!” Nie Xi—who had been in a bad mood—was much more excited now. She could not help but ask: “How’s the Buddha in bed? Does he know how to French kiss? How does he perform in bed, relative to his otherworldly demeanor?”

Nie Xi was very uninhibited and kept pressing for all the details. However, Xing Shu had not reached NIe Xi’s level of uninhibitedness to tell others about the details of her bedroom activities with Cheng Lang. As for whether Cheng Lang knew how to French kiss or his performance in bed… Xing Shu was lost in reverie…

Xing Shu had been staring at her cell phone, so she did not notice Cheng Lang coming downstairs. He was wearing a bespoke suit that showed off his perfect figure. Perhaps he was tired, but there was a trace of fatigue between his brows that seemed to diminish his imposing aura slightly. With his incomparable appearance and outstanding family background, such a man would have no trouble capturing a woman’s heart. If he had any flaws, it would be his aloofness.

As Cheng Lang approached, he looked at Xing Shu and asked, “Your hands don’t hurt anymore?”

Xing Shu had removed the bandages on her hands to chat with Nie Xi. Her hands were still swollen, but fortunately, no broken bones.

Xing Shu looked up at him. “Young Uncle, has anyone ever said that you look amazing in a suit?”

When Cheng Lang heard this, he lowered his head and sized up Xing Shu. Under Cheng Lang’s protracted gaze, the smile on Xing Shu’s lips stiffened and she felt her cheeks burning up. “Young Uncle, you’d better not look at me like that. I’m afraid I might not be able to control myself and do something to you.”

Xing Shu felt that perhaps she was just a tacky person who could not help but be attracted by beauty. However, when she met Cheng Lang’s placid eyes, she lost all her urges.

There was probably no room for relationships in Cheng Lang’s world. He was an impassioned spectator to the attention and attraction fawned on him by people, heedless of their infatuation, disappointment and dejection.

Xing Shu was lucky in some aspects. She had seen the other side of Cheng Lang; the wild side when he was in bed. But that was only intimacy without any emotions; it was an outlet for desire. For an extremely levelheaded person such as Cheng Lang, he would be able to stop himself even if he was past the point of no return, about to climax.

At the thought of this, Xing Shu suddenly smiled.