June, the rainy season has arrived.
The glaring white light tore through the thick dark clouds, followed by thunder that alarmed the entire small town.
The sky pressed low, dark and gray, making it nearly suffocating, and due to the thunderstorm, the town had descended into darkness.
Shen Xiaowan in a pure white wedding dress sat in the newly rented house, a small villa at the end of the street with few passersby. The interior furnished with a wooden floor and a few pieces of furniture, although not very expansive, felt cozy.
"Knock, Knock, Knock!" The impatient and heavy knocking on the door echoed in the rain.
"Shangguan, is that you?" Shen Xiaowan was somewhat restricted in moving, carrying the heavy hem of her skirt.
Discarding the high heel shoes from her feet, she walked barefoot to the door and opened it.
A dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the sky, with a sudden burst of light preventing Shen Xiaowan from seeing the face of the person at her door before he stepped into the house.
From his clothing, Shen Xiaowan immediately realized that the newcomer was not Shangguan Yuntian.
"Who are you?" Shen Xiaowan retreated a step in caution, but her wide white skirt caused her to lose her balance and fall backward.
Cool fingers grabbed Shen Xiaowan's slender wrist. By the time she regained her senses, she found herself held firmly in the arms of this strange man.
A familiar scent, carrying the dampness of the rain.
"Shen Xiaowan, who am I? Have you forgotten so soon?"
A cold and deep voice sent a shudder through Shen Xiaowan, who remained rigid in the man's arms, motionless.
Impossible, absolutely impossible! He couldn't have found her so quickly!
Seeing no reaction from Shen Xiaowan, the man's cold and deep voice once again whispered in her ear, "Since you don't remember, start remembering well today!"
Saying that, the man, without any warning, held Shen Xiaowan's chin and kissed her forcefully.
His icy breath was domineering and filled with anger, wantonly gnawing at Shen Xiaowan's red lips. Suddenly coming to her senses, Shen Xiaowan used all her strength to struggle free from this man's arms, but she failed to move him in the slightest.
The rough kiss continued, as if he was trying to suffocate her.
"Yu Ze Ye..." Shen Xiaowan weakly struggled. She had never imagined their reunion to be like this.
Hearing the name Shen Xiaowan sobbed out, the man's movements stiffened fiercely.
Soon after, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with darkness: "Shen Xiaowan, it's rare that you still remember this name."
Three years ago, she had mercilessly left him. All these years, had she ever remembered him? His deep-seated anger was reignited the moment he heard his name.
"Since you're getting married, how could I possibly not give you some wedding gifts?" Saying this, Yu Ze Ye's large hand began to slide down her back, moving gently along her spine.
"No, it's not what you think..." The reason she wore this wedding dress was merely for a set of promotional pictures, not for a so-called wedding.
But now, even if she wanted to explain to Yu Ze Ye, he probably wouldn't listen, would he?
With a tearing sound, the white wedding dress was ripped apart, and the skin of her back was completely exposed to the air, with his fingertips gently sliding across.
It was icy cold, making her shudder uncontrollably.
Her mind went blank.
Yu Ze Ye watched her stiff expression with great satisfaction, bent over, and lowered his voice: "Shen Xiaowan, remember, this is what you owe me!"
Shen Xiaowan was completely frozen in Yu Zeze's arms, her watery eyes suddenly widened as she instinctively tried to move away.
Upon seeing Shen Xiaowan's reaction, a cold, ruthless light became particularly harsh in Yu Zeze's eyes as he enveloped her in his icy aura.
"What's wrong? Do you think I will treat you the way I did in the past?" His chilled voice fell into Shen Xiaowan's ear as cold as ice shards, "Dream on!"
As he spoke, Yu Zeze's cool lips once again scorched on her fair neck with full intent of hatred and impulsivity.
" Don't do this..." Shen Xiaowan’s delicate and small lips turned swollen from the kiss, yet they appeared even more attractive than with lipstick applied. She closed her eyes, trembling slightly, pleading softly.
Don’t do this? In his dreams! Yu Zeze sneered in his heart. Wasn’t this what she previously wanted? To climb onto his bed!
His large hand held her entire body firmly captive, not allowing her the slightest resistance. All she could do was hope that he would spare her.
Yu Zeze lightly sniffed the vague fragrance lingering on Shen Xiaowan's neck, the corner of his mouth slightly curved. He then grabbed her wrist, lifted it high above her head, and forcefully pushed her backward.
Her back slammed harshly into a mirror.
The pain caused Shen Xiaowan to grit her teeth, her eyes filled with tears. How did things turn out this way…
His gaze darkened, grabbed the front of the wedding dress, with a hard pull, a large piece of white garment fell before his eyes.
Yu Zeze kissed her like a madman, biting on her collarbone, pressing hard on her shoulders with his right hand. The impending heat was like fire, almost setting her ablaze.
A dazzling flash of light shot past outside the window, a deafening noise vibrated her eardrums. His slender brows furrowed, and as Yu Zeze looked at the woman beneath him in pain, a smirk appeared on his face.