Chapter 52: Be Gentle, Brat
If Su Qianqian hadn’t said that, her husband would have already been completely convinced and prepared to find out who this man was.
But after hearing what she said, her husband on the other end of the line suddenly started laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I’m laughing at how terrible your acting is. If you’d really fallen for another man and betrayed me, you’d move heaven and earth to keep him hidden. You know exactly what kind of power and status I have in Yang City. Pulling a stunt this big... you’re not cuckolding me. You’re pushing that man straight to his death."
"I know you better than anyone, Su Qianqian. You act all carefree and nonchalant on the outside, but you’re kinder than anyone I know on the inside. Would you really sacrifice the life of a man you like just to get revenge on me?"
Su Qianqian fell silent. She was, in fact, cheating on him for revenge, but she found his words impossible to refute.
Because saying any more would truly put Chenyang in danger.
She took a deep breath. "Whatever. Believe what you want."
"Believe it? My ass! You really think you can find some random guy to say a few things to get a rise out of me and I’d fall for it? Let me tell you something, Su Qianqian, I’ve got you completely figured out. In this life, I can cheat on you ninety-nine times, and you won’t cheat on me even once!"
"I—MMMPH..."
Just as Su Qianqian instinctively tried to retort, the large member her small hands were stroking was suddenly thrust into her rosy lips, guided by Chenyang.
It didn’t just fill her mouth; it felt like it would stretch it past its limit, making it impossible for Su Qianqian to utter another word.
Chenyang then held the back of her head, giving her no chance to struggle.
The rapid, deep thrusts made Su Qianqian’s pretty face contort. She couldn’t help but look up, trying to signal for Chenyang to be gentler.
But Chenyang just taunted, "Don’t bother talking. Your husband doesn’t believe you anyway. So let’s just use our actions to make sure that cuckold’s hat is on good and tight."
The man on the other end of the line sneered, "Kid, how much did Su Qianqian pay you to put on this little show?"
"She didn’t pay me. She just let me fuck her for free. Tsk, your wife is a real treat. That little secret of hers is so perfectly pink. Of course, I have you to thank for that, you useless piece of shit. After all these years of marriage, you still haven’t managed to fuck the pink out of her."
"Cao Nima, I’ve been too easy on you, haven’t I? She just fucking paid you to be a meat shield! Don’t you go looking for a death wish!"
"Heh. ’To die at the feet of a beauty is a sweet death indeed.’ Getting to fuck your wife? I’d say it’s worth dying for."
"Fine. I guess she didn’t waste her money. You’ve successfully managed to piss me off for her."
"Is that all? Just pissed off?"
"What more could you want? You think you can actually sleep with my wife? It’s not that I look down on you, but a broke-ass loser like you could work hard for ten lifetimes and still not be worthy of even touching a masterpiece like my wife."
Chenyang was, in fact, very poor.
In the eyes of so-called "important people," he was indeed a loser.
But there’s a world of difference between knowing it yourself and having someone else say it to your face with such contempt.
Especially in a situation like this.
The man was using his wealth and power to belittle Chenyang, treating him as worthless.
This ignited a raging fire in the depths of his heart!
’Do these big shots get to be high and mighty, looking down on little guys like us for no reason?’
’Do rich people get to do whatever they want, to humiliate and mock us ’lowly’ people?’
"We little guys are just a bit poor right now, just going through a tough time, that’s all."
"The tables turn. A self-important big shot like you can’t stay on top forever. And the ’broke-ass losers’ you look down on now won’t always be beneath you."
"So you listen here! Sooner or later, I’m going to crush a so-called ’big shot’ like you under my heel!"
"HAHAHAHAHA! You?" The man roared with laughter, as if he’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.
Chenyang ignored his derisive laughter.
’Because right now, I really don’t have the power or the standing to actually beat him.’
However...
’...this bastard said a broke-ass loser like me isn’t worthy of touching a masterpiece like Su Qianqian, right?’
’Well then, I’ll use my actions to show him. I won’t just touch her—I’ll possess this stunning creature completely!’
Lost in this thought, Chenyang’s thrusts quickened.
With his free hand, he grabbed one of her firm, towering peaks and kneaded it forcefully.
The tightness of her cherry-red lips and the warm, slick sensation as he bottomed out against her throat drove Chenyang wild. Waves of electric pleasure washed over him, pushing him to the brink of ecstasy.
His actions, however, were causing Su Qianqian no small amount of distress.
Because Chenyang’s member was simply terrifying.
Just having it inside her was already hard to endure.
Now, with such violent impacts, her eyes rolled back in her head as she verged on suffocation.
"Mmmph... S-softer... you little brat... you’re... going to kill me."
"Just hang on... I... I’m about to come."
It felt too good for Chenyang.
After another dozen thrusts, he felt the telltale tightening in his loins.
Hearing the sudden drop in his tone, Su Qianqian sensed danger and instinctively tried to pull away.
But just at the last second, Chenyang suddenly clamped his hand down on the back of her head.
And with that, hot gushes flooded into her mouth.