Fierce Consort

Chapter 129

Yan Ting was dazed and seemed to have seen the teenage version of Shen Yi Yao.

At that time, she was well-educated, bright and innocent. She would tear up at the slightest thing, and would blush bashfully at his slightest smile....

He didn't know when things had changed. Everything had changed. Just why had things changed?

Yan Ting felt his mind tighten up. Whenever he recalled those memories, he would feel a dull ache. The image of the beauty alternated between far off and close by, becoming extremely shaky. It made him suddenly feel dizzy and nauseous. He heard his own hoarse voice.

"Do you realize what you're saying?"

She said something once again.

He suddenly felt a blazing fire in his heart, almost burning him to pieces. He didn't realize his current expression was sinister, the veins in his temple throbbing and his eyes bloodshot, almost bulging out.

"What do you understand? You understand nothing! You dare disdain me? Do you know who's to blame for my current situation? It's all because of you. It's all because of you people surnamed Shen. You sit in your ivory tower, looking down on me. You all aren't satisfied unless you trample me into the dirt...."

His face looked demonic. His eyes burned as he walked forward one step at a time.

Yan Ting's appearance frightened Shen Yi Yao, making her repeatedly step back. Only when she bumped against the bedside cabinet did she snap out of it.

"What are you doing? Stay away from me!"

Shen Yi Yao waved her hands in terror. Seeing him continue to approach, she couldn't help but try to push him away. Yan Ting grabbed her hands and stuck his face over. The two of them were very close to each other, and could feel each other's breath.

Shen Yi Yao smelled the scent of alcohol. Yan Ting smelled a fragrance that seeped into his soul. He couldn't help but forcibly pull her into his arms and take a deep breath. He buried his face into her hair and a pressing urge arose in him.

This sort of feeling, the sort a man had for a woman, was something he hadn't felt in a long time. Thinking of this, his thoughts turned ruthless. Everything was their fault, those people of the Shen household....

Shen Yi Yao struggled fiercely in his arms but Yan Ting seemed as if he didn't notice. He stared blankly. Only when she started screaming for help did he snap out of it and cover her mouth. His other hand started pulling at her clothes.

"What are you yelling for? Who would dare come in? You are my wife, it's only proper that you serve me!"

As he spoke, Yan Ting pressed her onto the bed.
Shen Yi Yao felt extreme regret at this moment. She regretted that she underestimated the degree of his shamelessness, and also regretted her decision to leave him some dignity. She had especially chosen to discuss this matter in the bedroom, and had even sent the maids out.

However, how could something like that be discussed in front of others? She would be fine if they knew, but how was Ah Mo supposed to face others in the future....

Shen Yi Yao hated her weak and powerless self. Why didn't she practice martial arts back then? When she was younger, her daddy had wanted to teach her. However, she didn't like it, her mom didn't like, so this matter wasn't mentioned again. If she had learned martial arts, she wouldn't be in such a predicament....

Heavens, who can come save her....

Whenever Shen Yi Yao thought about Yan Ting touching her body with his own, she felt a wave of disgust. She could feel her clothes getting taken off piece by piece and a sense of despair filled her heart....