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The moment she graduated, You Ling was packaged up by her family and married off to Bai Yiqing, the eldest daughter of the immensely powerful Bai family.
You Ling used to think that arranged marriages could never bring true happiness. This felt especially true considering her new spouse was Jiangcheng’s infamous “inaccessible snow lotus” a woman of ethereal, transcendent beauty who suffered from a severe germophobia that kept everyone at a distance.
Yet, she never could have anticipated what would happen on their wedding night. The moment You Ling’s hand brushed against Bai Yiqing’s lower back, the cold, porcelain-skinned woman instantly flushed a deep crimson. She melted completely into You Ling’s embrace, her shoulders trembling slightly as she begged her to come closer.
Pressing herself against You Ling’s ear, Bai Yiqing murmured in a soft, sultry voice:
“I suffer from skin hunger. Since we are married, it is your responsibility to satisfy my desires.”
From that night onward, whether on the bed, the sofa, or right before the floor-to-ceiling windows—You Ling dutifully satisfied Bai Yiqing, time and time again.
To cling to the towering tree that was the Bai family, the You family had thrown You Ling out to them without a second thought.
Bai Yiqing had always been cold, aloof, and aristocratic. People assumed You Ling would not only have to walk on eggshells around this icy beauty, but would likely spend the rest of her life in a sexless marriage.
Yet, half a year passed, and You Ling hadn’t posted a single complaint on social media.
Instead, her feed was a continuous stream of public displays of affection:
[Flowers from my wife, flown all the way from Bulgaria ❤️] accompanied by a photo of ninety-nine gorgeous, blooming Damascus roses.
[My wife looks exceptionally beautiful today. She put on this gorgeous outfit just for me ] accompanied by a photo of Bai Yiqing in a pink strapless dress, narrowing her eyes slightly at the camera, her striking ice-blue eyes completely captivating.
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At first, everyone assumed You Ling was just daydreaming to cope with her misery. But soon, You Ling’s art exhibitions began opening one after another on a grand scale. It took no genius to see that someone incredibly powerful was deliberately thrusting her into the spotlight.
Her reputation skyrocketed, transforming her into a world-renowned genius painter.
Following the successful conclusion of a national tour, You Ling stood beneath the spotlights, taking questions during an interview.
The beautiful young woman answered the reporters fluently with a gentle smile, a far cry from her past plain and melancholic self.
Ten minutes into the interview, You Ling caught sight of someone in the distance. She offered a soft, apologetic smile to the cameras. “My apologies, but that will be all for today’s interview. I need to head home.”
Escorted down to the underground garage, the moment the staff departed, You Ling was suddenly pinned firmly against her car.
The other woman’s arms wrapped around her neck like supple vines. Her crimson lips pressed meticulous, lingering kisses against You Ling’s swan-like neck, her breath falling hot and hurried.
Suddenly, a sharp bite nipped at You Ling’s neck, and Bai Yiqing’s sweet, intoxicating voice rang out beside her ear.
“Our little darling is very good and knows to come home on time… but you smiled far too beautifully at those people today. You still need to be punished.”
“Your punishment… is that you aren’t allowed to stop tonight, no matter how tired you get.”
Circling her hands around the woman’s waist, You Ling could only muse inwardly: Let’s see who will be the one crying exhaustion and begging for a timeout when the time comes.
