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48: Chapter 48 After one night, Shen Wanbing's entry was upgraded!

"With me, there is no negotiation, only obedience."

Chen Chen raised his hand, his rough fingertips gripping her chin directly, forcing her to lift her head and look him straight in the eye.

"That shell of a billionaire CEO of yours—wearing it downstairs is fine. But on this floor, strip it all off for me."

Shen Wanbing's breathing grew ragged.

In her ink-black pupils, the composure of someone long-accustomed to high status was being replaced by a primal sense of submission.

Chen Chen's other hand landed on the zipper of her back.

The sound of the metal zipper sliding was exceptionally clear within the silver light of the soothing field.

The constraints of her high-end professional suit were undone.

That damaged shirt lost its final support, sliding down her rounded shoulders and bunching up at her elbows.

Without the fabric's concealment, that staggering 36E bust was revealed to the air without reservation.

Her snowy skin, set against the silver light, emitted a luster akin to dazzling suet jade.

The blue gemstone of the concentration ice heart necklace on her collarbone rested against that unfathomable cleavage.

Shen Wanbing subconsciously tried to raise her hand to cover herself.

Chen Chen's large hand directly pinned both of her wrists, pulling her hands behind her back with a single hand.

"Don't hide."

He lowered his head, his warm breath hitting her ear and traveling all the way down her graceful swan neck.

Shen Wanbing's body shuddered violently.

The micro-soothing field was originally meant to calm the spirit, but at this moment, the field amplified all her senses.

Every touch from Chen Chen was like an electric current, rushing straight up her spine to the cerebral cortex.

She bit her lower lip, trying to stop herself from making a sound.

Chen Chen's gaze shifted downward, landing on those legs wrapped in ultra-thin black silk stockings.

He released her wrists and crouched down halfway.

His rough palm covered the extremely smooth fabric of the stockings.

Starting from her slender ankles, he moved upward slowly but firmly along the smooth muscle lines of her calves.

The temperature of the black silk was warmed by his palm.

Shen Wanbing's legs went soft.

If Chen Chen's arm hadn't caught her waist, she might have slid directly to the floor.

"Take them off." Chen Chen looked at the single remaining black stiletto on her foot.

Shen Wanbing's eyes shimmered with moisture.

She obediently kicked off the high heel.

Chen Chen's fingers hooked the edge of the black silk and, without the slightest mercy, yanked downward.

Accompanied by the soft sound of tearing fabric, that final layer of pretense was completely stripped away.

Her straight, long legs were fully exposed to the air, her skin so delicate it was without flaw.

Chen Chen stood up, scooped her up by the waist, and threw her directly onto that wide C-rank bed.

The memory foam mattress sank instantly, perfectly cradling her body.

Shen Wanbing sank into the soft bedding, her long curly hair scattered messily across the pillow, adding a touch of decadent, ravaged beauty.

She looked at Chen Chen as he pressed down on her, the iceberg in her eyes completely melting into a pool of burning spring water.

"Chen Chen..."

"Don't talk."

Chen Chen sealed her lips.

In this wasteland world full of silence and despair, in this extremely dangerous hunting ground where the Scarlet Storm raged...

On the top floor of the Lv.10 mobile heavy fortress, a complete conquest across social classes was unfolding.

The billionaire female CEO who once stood high above, accustomed to controlling everything, had the pride in her bones shattered bit by bit before the absolute laws of survival and powerful male strength.

She was no longer the decisive queen of the negotiation table.

She belonged only to him.

The rune nodes on the bed frame emitting a faint silver light began to flicker rhythmically.

Inside the well-insulated one-way bulletproof glass, the temperature rose sharply.

Downstairs.

The lights in the Living Cabin were dimmed.

Shen Wanxing lay on the folding bed, pulling the blanket up to her chin, listening to the faint but extremely dense noises overhead, her face as red as a ripe apple.

She knew her sister wouldn't escape tonight. In her heart, there was a strange joy as if a prank had succeeded, mixed with a hint of indescribable bitterness.

Jiang Yanxue leaned against a moisture-proof mat not far away, her eyes closed, her hand still tightly gripping the Shadow Instant-Kill Blade.

She rolled over and muttered a sentence.

"The quality of this bed is damn good."

...

Outside the skeleton of the ancient giant beast, the Scarlet Storm that had raged all night finally ceased.

The dark red corrosive rain no longer poured down, and the sickly reddish-brown cloud layer in the sky thinned out a bit, revealing a few streaks of gray morning light.

Second-floor Floating Cabin.

The micro-soothing field of the c-rank mental soothing bed was still operating steadily, emitting a soft silver light.

Shen Wanbing's long eyelashes fluttered as she woke from a deep sleep unlike any she had ever experienced.

Her spirit was more full than ever before, and the brain-stabbing pain caused by overextending her Radar Talent last night had completely disappeared.

But her body's perception was another matter.

The first second she opened her eyes, her brain crashed.

She was curled up like a tamed cat in an excessively wide embrace.

Her cheek was pressed against the man's firm, warm chest, and she could clearly hear his steady, powerful heartbeat.

And a rough, large hand was resting quite naturally upon her most 'proud' feature, the warmth from his palm shockingly hot.

Memories flooded back like a tide.

Last night's madness—those suppressed, out-of-control, and sinking images—exploded frame by frame in her mind.

"Boom—"

Blood rushed straight to her head.

This cold, abstinent billionaire CEO, who was normally so decisive in the business world, saw her snowy skin turn red from her neck to her ears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shame, indignation, and a certain instinctive shyness intertwined, making her feel as if she were going crazy.

"Ah!"

She let out a soft cry, pressed her hands against Chen Chen's chest, and pushed with all her might, trying to shove the man who had taken full advantage of her off the bed.

However, her bit of strength was no different from a kitten's scratch to a monster with a seventy-point Constitution.

Chen Chen didn't budge.

He simply followed the momentum of her push and rolled over naturally.

The world spun.

Shen Wanbing's pitiful resistance was instantly dismantled, and she was pressed back into the soft memory mattress.

Chen Chen opened his eyes and looked down at the panicked woman beneath him.

That iceberg face was now filled with the fluster and embarrassment of a new bride; her ink-black eyes were shimmering with moisture, with not a trace of her usual unapproachable coldness.

"President Shen, you don't recognize me as soon as you put your clothes on?"

Chen Chen's voice carried the raspiness of someone who had just woken up, and the roguish smile at the corner of his mouth made Shen Wanbing itch with resentment.

He reached out a finger, his rough fingertip tracing her snowy, delicate collarbone, deliberately and slowly rubbing over the conspicuous red marks left from last night.

Shen Wanbing's body tensed.

She bit her lower lip, using the stubbornness in her gaze to maintain her last shred of dignity.

But those ink-black pupils had already betrayed her.

They no longer held the coldness and calculation of the past, only a deep dependency that felt foreign even to her.

Just as the two were sharing this tender moment, a system notification exploded in Chen Chen's mind!

[Ding! A qualitative breakthrough in the Beauty Karma Relationship has been detected!]

[Shen Wanbing's Bond Progress has soared, reaching Lv.4 (90%) directly!]

90%!

This number instantly surpassed her sister, Shen Wanxing.

Chen Chen arched an eyebrow.

This iceberg queen, who was once accustomed to controlling everything, had seen the strongest fortress in her heart completely collapse for him after this night of total physical and mental conquest.

From now on, she belonged entirely to him alone.

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