The Son-in-law Is Actually Super Rich/C9 Starting to Sleep with Him.
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C9 Starting to Sleep with Him.

"How... How can this be possible?"

Cheng Yuwei's voice broke in astonishment.

Her exquisite face was etched with deep shock and disbelief.

At that moment, Cheng Yuwei couldn't trust her own eyes.

She scrutinized the text message over and over, and even called the bank for confirmation.

Finally, upon hearing the bank employee's confirmation, Cheng Yuwei accepted that the unbelievable reality before her was indeed true.

"Lin Tian, where on earth did you get all this money?"

Cheng Yuwei looked up at Lin Tian, her face a picture of incredulity.

"Ms. Cheng, the source of the money isn't the issue. What matters is that it can help the company out of a dire situation," Lin Tian said softly.

"Hmph, you must have been up to some illegal, underhanded business. How else could a security guard come by such a sum?

But never mind that. How you got the money is of no concern to me, Cheng Yuwei. I refuse to accept even a penny of it.

I'm heading to the bank this instant to return it to you." Her initial shock subsiding, Cheng Yuwei's expression turned icy once more.

Lin Tian's brow furrowed.

He hadn't anticipated Cheng Yuwei's refusal of the funds at such a critical juncture.

With no other choice, Lin Tian grabbed the contract before him and hastily signed his name.

Cheng Yuwei shuddered at the sight, her face going deathly pale.

"Lin Tian, you... you're despicable!"

Lin Tian shook his head, his face void of emotion. "Ms. Cheng, the contract is now in effect. Your resistance is futile.

Besides, can you bear to watch the company you've worked so hard to build collapse because of some villain's schemes?"

Cheng Yuwei's face was a portrait of misery as she fixed her glistening eyes on Lin Tian.

He was right; she couldn't let her company fail.

It embodied all her hopes and perseverance.

With that thought, Cheng Yuwei closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her cheeks.

After a long, agonizing thirty seconds, Cheng Yuwei opened her eyes again, her face numb and lifeless, devoid of any luster.

She seemed to have lost all her pride and determination.

Her once vibrant eyes were now dim and ashen.

"Even though I am a woman, I, Cheng Yuwei, always keep my word. I will adhere to the contract's terms.

So, after all this pointless talk, you vile cur, is your ultimate goal to sleep with me?

You choose the time and place. I will comply without conditions!

Enough. I'm exhausted. Now, get out!"

Cheng Yuwei glanced at Lin Tian with utter contempt, as if he were no more than garbage.

Even a clay figure has its limits, and Lin Tian's expression darkened.

"Since you've labeled me a dog, Ms. Cheng, I'd be doing myself a disservice not to act accordingly.

You've given me the choice of time and place, so let it be now, right here.

The time for us to sleep together has begun. Will you take the lead, Ms. Cheng, or shall I assist you?"

Lin Tian's eyes narrowed, his gaze bearing down on Cheng Yuwei with intimidating force.

He advanced toward her, step by measured step.

Cheng Yuwei's complexion blanched.

Panic flickered in her eyes.

"Lin Tian, stop! What... what are you trying to do? I'm warning you, don't you dare do anything rash!"

Cheng Yuwei, filled with fear, involuntarily stepped back.

"Rash? Oh, Ms. Cheng, you seem to be mistaken. I am merely fulfilling the terms we agreed upon in the contract."

Lin Tian's smile was icy, showing no signs of stopping as he steadily advanced.

Cheng Yuwei, cornered by Lin Tian's relentless approach, found herself backed into a corner with nowhere left to run.

All she could do was watch helplessly as he drew nearer and nearer.

Three meters.

Two meters.

One meter.

And then, he was right before her, close enough to touch.

The space between them had all but disappeared.

Cheng Yuwei could distinctly feel the warmth of Lin Tian's breath on her skin.

For a woman who had never been this close to any man besides her father, her heart raced, pounding against her ribcage.

Yet, even as she felt repulsion, disgust, and even hatred for this contemptible man exploiting her vulnerability, Cheng Yuwei couldn't deny the attractive features of the man before her:

Sharp features, a tall and erect posture, broad shoulders, and an aura brimming with masculine allure.

His eyes, deep and mysterious like the night sky, seemed to possess a magnetic pull, drawing her gaze in and holding it captive.

Then, a ludicrous thought flashed through Cheng Yuwei's mind—

She would rather surrender her first time to this man than fall prey to the likes of Zhao Hongyang, that repulsive creature.

At least this would be less abhorrent than she had imagined.

But as quickly as it surfaced, Cheng Yuwei banished the shameful idea.

She berated herself for even entertaining such a preposterous notion.

Unbeknownst to Cheng Yuwei, however, a switch had been flipped deep within her heart at that moment.

A wave of heat, like a dam bursting, flooded through her, sending her pulse racing and her breaths coming in short gasps.

Her eyes, once clear, now glazed over with a mist of confusion.

A flush of crimson spread across her neck and cheeks, blooming like a rash of roses.

"Boom!"

A thunderous noise echoed in Cheng Yuwei's ears.

In a sudden, inexplicable impulse, she tore off her beige, open-collared shirt.

Beneath the black lace, her porcelain skin seemed to surge forth, demanding attention.

With hazy eyes and a look of allure, Cheng Yuwei flung herself into Lin Tian's embrace.

Her skin was delicate, her form supple and fragrant.

A rush of exquisite sensation flooded Lin Tian's mind.

His body shook, his face a portrait of shock.

He was a man, a perfectly normal man, and the divine beauty writhing in his arms was stirring a frenzy within him.

The heat of his breath grew more intense, and he could no longer hold back. He lifted her delicate form into his arms, his lips seeking hers uncontrollably.

The office became a haven of springtime warmth, the air thick with desire.

On the plush sofa, the man and woman surrendered to their passions.

They cast aside all troubles, all pain, and clung to each other in a fervent embrace.

They indulged greedily in the intoxicating sweetness of each other's presence...

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