Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 227: An Illusion He Cherished

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: An Illusion He Cherished

She didn’t want to answer, but every time Uncle called her, it was always something important; he never bothered with trivial matters.

Not wanting to miss any information, she had no choice but to answer. This time, she miscalculated. Uncle didn’t have anything important to tell her, just that her birthday was coming up and they planned to celebrate. They wanted her and Tang Yuchen to come home for a meal.

Uncle’s voice was very kind and amiable, just like the Uncle who was so good to her when she was a child, making her feel close to him and that he was trustworthy.

However, she was no longer the little girl who could be fooled by a few sweet words.

After everything she had been through, she could distinguish who was sincere and who was pretentious towards her.

Uncle said it was to celebrate her birthday, but in reality, it was probably to cozy up to Tang Yuchen.

She was still Tang Yuchen’s wife, and after the grand wedding he had thrown for her, they presumed she was highly favored and sought to please her, thereby currying favor with Tang Yuchen.

But their wishful thinking was wrong; Tang Yuchen did not dote on her, and their relationship was still as incompatible as fire and water, just like before.

"Ruoruo, remember to bring Mr. Tang home for the meal that day. We are all waiting for you. Don’t forget the time," Uncle An Mingqi instructed kindly, over and over, before he was willing to hang up.

Tang Yuchen saw the unpleasant expression on An Ruo’s face and raised his eyebrows to ask, "Who was that on the phone?"

An Ruo replied calmly, "It was Uncle, my birthday is in a few days, and he wants me to take you back home for a meal."

The man’s mouth quirked into a slight smile, though it was unclear whether he was mocking or signifying something else.

"An Ruo, about the whereabouts of your father’s shares back then, do you still want to know?" he suddenly asked her.

An Ruo’s expression stiffened. This matter, she had thought about it for several days and also avoided it for several days.

She didn’t want to know the truth, yet, she very much wanted to...

Tang Yuchen’s deep gaze flickered with understanding as he curved his lips, "What reward do you want? How about I tell you the truth as a reward?"

An Ruo lowered her gaze, struggling and conflicted within.

She had promised Yun Mu to plead for Yun Feixue, but she also very much wanted to know the truth.

The man waited for her to make a choice. His gaze landed on the paper with the drawing, finding the artwork increasingly appealing, and a nameless emotion began to rise in his heart.

It was like a gentle spring breeze brushing through his heart, leaving behind the scent of spring and stirring up ripples on the lake of his heart, rendering him unable to stay calm.

His knowing eyes grew more profound as he suddenly grabbed An Ruo’s wrist and pulled her into his arms, then swiftly cradled her face and kissed her lips.

His firm teeth gnawed on her lip, grinding it gently, savoring the delicious delicacy.

An Ruo’s eyes widened, forgetting to resist.

With his eyes closed, she could see his long, dense eyelashes—clearly defined and slightly curled, like tiny brushes.

His actions were abrupt, yet not rude, and even strangely gentle.

Because his kiss had never been so patient, giving An Ruo the illusion of being cherished by him.

His tongue pried open her teeth, entangled hers, and kissed her with meticulous care.

An Ruo’s body went limp. She tried to push him away but lacked the strength, only able to let out muffled moans.

After a long while, he released her, and both of them were breathing heavily.

The man held her face, his fingers rubbing her lips, and asked hoarsely, "Have you decided what reward you want?"

"Any reward is possible?"