The Overnight Chosen Wife: darling, kiss me deeper

Everyone saw Li Yuming bend down to pick the shards but got pierced in the next second. She gripped her finger and hissed in pain.

"Mom!" Lanni reflexively shouted before she could stop herself.

Just as she was about to rush forward, Madam Jiang pulled her back with a smile and whispered, "you will reveal your identity."

Lanni instantly remembered that she was not Li Yuming’s daughter tonight so she forced herself not to rush to her mother and check on her.

Madam Jiang sighed in relief. Everyone could have heard Lanni’s shout just now. Luckily, Luna had also called out "mum" at the same time, hence drowning Lanni’s voice.

The girl hurried to Li Yuming’s side. "Mom, are you alright? How could you be so careless?" She grabbed her hand to check on it as she asked one of the staff to bring a first aid kit.

Li Yuming recoiled when the vile girl’s fingers touched her. "I’m fine."

She then walked out of the hall.

Luna raised her eyebrow slightly and harrumphed. Then, she picked a glass of champagne from a bartender and strolled away.

Jiang Xingren and his wife started introducing Lanni to the guests and making small talk with some of their friends.

On the other hand, Luna found her way to the back exit. As expected, Li Yuming was out there by herself.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, she turned and frowned when she saw the incomer. "What do you want?"

Luna half-crossed her arms with the almost empty champagne glass still in her hand. "What an excellent talent you are! I really have to give it to you... not only are you one of the world’s most famous artists, you are also so talented in acting as well—it’s not too late to join the film industry, you know. You could win an oscar."

"What rubbish are you talking?" Li Yuming was incensed.

Luna took the final sip of her champagne. "Really, you don’t need to put up an act with me. I saw what you did back there."

"Get straight to the point." She hissed. How could anyone tolerate being berated by their own daughter?

"Oh, I will." Luna scanned her up and down. "You did that on purpose, didn’t you? You dropped that glass deliberately."

Before she could speak, Luna beat her to it. "You also picked it up and purposely had your finger scraped. You knew that Lanni would never keep her calm if you experienced the slightest form of injury. Even if it is just a mere sting, she will disregard everything else and her emotions would show.

You chose the perfect timing when Lanni was under the spotlight and everyone was focused on her so they would all hear her calling you her mother. Then they would all start questioning why a daughter of the Jiangs would call you her mother and eventually investigate the matter, then discover that she is in fact Lanni."

When Li Yuming heard her, she was speechless. "I think there’s something wrong with your brain."

"Is it?" Luna laughed. "Then I inherited it from you." Her expression suddenly darkened as she thought of the worst outcome possible. She fired off words, not caring who she was speaking to. "If word got out, Xing Han would know he is being played and do you know how much danger that would cause for Lanni? I know you don’t like what she is doing, but how can you selfishly disregard your own daughter’s safety?"

Li Yuming raised a hand. Just when Luna expected it to land on her cheek, the former stopped, huffing in anger. "I don’t know what drugs you’re on but listen to me very carefully because I’m saying it for the last time. I. Would. Never. Hurt. My. Daughter!" She enunciated every word clearly.

Luna’s eyebrows frowned as her lips curled slightly at the corners. "Sure you wouldn’t."

Casting a final glance at Li Yuming, she turned on her heel and stopped when she saw Jiang Xingyu from the corner of her eye. "Why are you here?"

The man smiled with charm exuding from every inch of his being. "Aren’t you pleased to see me?"

He signaled a bartender then took away her empty champagne glass, replacing it with another one and picking one himself. "Do you want to have a talk?"

Luna nodded slightly. "Sure."

She clinched their glasses and downed the content in one go before returning the glass.

She then followed his lead to the balcony where there was no one else, and nothing but a small table and a pair of chairs.

"You look dashing." He finally said. She had worn a dress that wouldn’t stand out too much so she wouldn’t steal the thunder. Even so, she looked amazing. The champagne colored dress had a front slit and a low v-neck but it wasn’t over the top.

"Thank you. You look handsome yourself." She scanned him from head to toe and swallowed a gulp.

"I do? Thank you." He was happy even though he knew that she probably only said it out of courtesy.

As though reading his mind, she inched closer. "You look handsome—I’m not just saying it."

Even happier, he tilted his head and pecked on her lips. "Do you mind that I overheard your conversation with your mum just now?"

"I don’t mind." It wasn’t like she cared anyone overhearing what kind of person Li Yuming was. If anything, she would very much love for the whole world to know about her true character.

"I still think what is happening is that you are misunderstanding each other. You both think the other person is wrong when in real sense, you just haven’t taken any time to understand each other."

"I don’t wish to waste any of my time understanding a woman who doesn’t have any qualms about hurting her daughter—as if that’s not enough, she would even put on an act to deny it." She scoffed.

"That’s my point. Just because she dropped the glass at that very moment, it’s equal to her doing it on purpose? It could not have been a coincidence?" Jiang Xingyu challenged.

As expected, Luna merely rolled her eyes. "There has to be a certain level of trust before I can have the mind to investigate what really happened."

Since their relationship seemed to deteriorate more than it could ever improve, Jiang Xingyu decided to drop the matter for now.

He peeked down at her high heels and stifled a chuckle. "You don’t ever learn, do you?"

Luna followed his line of sight and laughed when she recalled what had happened the last time she wore high heeled shoes for a long time. She laughed along. "I’m trying to get used to them."

"Good luck with that." He teased.

Luna shrugged and stepped in closer, shrinking the distance between them so much that all that was left was wrapping their arms around each other. "Besides, if I don’t wear high heels and my feet don’t get sore, how will I manage to gain a heavenly massage later?"

The man was amused by her words. "You know, your feet don’t need to be sore for them to gain a massage. I can do it even when they’re perfectly fine. You just have to say the word."

"You can?" She tried not to blush.

"I sure can." He took a sip from his glass and then placed the glass on the small table at the side, mischief creeping into his eyes as he added, "however, there may be a difficulty to it."

"What difficulty?" She asked curiously.

He lowered his voice into a seductive whisper. "If I lay my fingers on your beautiful feet again, I may not be able to stop my hand from ’accidentally’ crawling upwards."

He wanted to slap his mouth once the words were out. However, the anticipated scolding did not arrive. In its place was her meaningful glance. "Since it will be an accident, I will not be able to stop it from happening."

His slight shock translated into a laugh. "No matter how far it goes?" When she nodded with a flushed face, he checked that there was no one else then pushed her against the railing of the balcony. His hand crawled its way to the slit of her dress, sliding in as he tilted his head to whisper in her ear. "How about this far?"

Luna jolted from the sudden contact of his hand on her bare thigh. She had never allowed herself to be close to a man, much less let him touch her like this. She wanted to tell him to stop but she knew that her skin was liking the touch.

Not getting a response from her, he pressed onto her further as his hand slid even higher. "What about this?"

Her breathing quickened as she bit her lip to stifle a moan. She gritted her teeth when she felt him go even higher. "Jiang Xingyu!" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Although her voice sounded stern and a little angry, she parted her legs slightly to give him access to the place she knew he was yearning to touch.