Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 2068 - 2071: Whose Little Bitch’s Slippers Are These?

"Yeah, I get massages every day." Maimai was breathing rapidly, shamelessly continuing, "In our line of work, it’s essential for survival. Otherwise, how could we attract sugar daddies? Right, sugar daddy?"

"More than enough to attract me." Sheng Sheng scooped her up into his arms, holding her as he returned to the dining table, placing her on his lap.

Maimai struggled several times without breaking free and said angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

"Eat more, you look so thin lately." Sheng Sheng chuckled softly, holding a bowl of tremella soup and feeding her personally, "Open your mouth!"

Yet Maimai bit down tightly on her lip. Sheng Sheng glanced at the corner of her mouth, "If you don’t eat, I’ll take you away."

"You won’t sign the termination contract with me to let me go. I’d be more than willing!"

"Who said I’m letting you go? It’s a waste to let you leave after finally catching you." Seeing that she truly wasn’t eating, Sheng Sheng called a waiter to pack two types of cooked food, wrapped his arm around her waist, and took her away directly.

Maimai shouted, "My termination contract!"

Sheng Sheng turned back in a few quick strides, grabbed the termination contract from the table, tore it into pieces, and tossed it into the trash bin, resolving the trouble instantly.

Seeing this, Maimai grabbed his hand and bit down hard, "I spent a whole night working on that, I nearly got dark circles!"

Sheng Sheng just chuckled lightly and replied, "Serves you right!"

Turning left and right, he brought her to the parking lot. Maimai was forcibly taken out of the restaurant, not to Wenqing’s villa but to Sheng Sheng’s high-rise apartment. Sheng Sheng was strong; when he got serious, Maimai couldn’t break free from his grip.

"Where is this place? I want to go home, go home!"

Sheng Sheng pressed a button for a certain floor, pinning the restless Maimai against the elevator wall, lowering his head next to her ear and threatening, "Move again, and I’ll kiss you right here in the elevator. Look, there’s a camera; it’ll be all over the internet by tomorrow."

The threat in his tone and actions was palpable. Maimai felt an icy chill down her back, and with a stern face, she said, "Then kiss me, I’m not scared. If it’s secretly filmed, let it be. It’ll just give me more publicity, turning up the heat! With a sugar daddy on one side and a cousin on the other, I have endless men."

"You really..." Sheng Sheng couldn’t win in a war of words with her. As soon as the elevator opened, he carried her home directly, his actions full of wildness.

Before Maimai could even take off her high heels, he had thrown her onto a soft bed. She turned over to survey the single apartment; it was distinctly masculine. Her eyes scanned the place, finding no trace of a female presence. She even searched the sheets but found no long strands of hair. After this sequence of actions, she propped her hands on the bed and said, smiling, "Sugar daddy, is this your little love nest?"

Sheng Sheng took out a pair of women’s slippers from the cabinet and placed them by the bed. Maimai’s expression changed instantly, and she jumped up from the bed. One of her high heels had already been removed by Sheng Sheng; she stood there balancing on one leg, confronting him: "Whose little b***h are these slippers? How many b***hy big-breasted women have slept in this bed?"

Sheng Sheng looked down at her little foot, crossed his arms, and laughed meaningfully, "You sound just like the original wife. I love hearing that!"

Then he grabbed her hand again, pinning her onto the bed, warning in a low voice, "Don’t move, your feet are already rubbed raw. Wearing such high heels, aren’t you afraid of twisting your foot?"