One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love Chapter 4778 Never Too Late to Love (185)

Panic suddenly seized her!

Jing Yang seized her chin, bent down, and appeared to draw every bit of air from her lungs.

Amid the pitch-black night, she sensed herself sinking, endless waves of seawater flooding into her relentlessly.

Asphyxiation…

Pain gradually consumed her amid the surging waves.

…

Sunlight the following morning spilled across the bed's edge.

Mu Yueyao awoke to discover she lay alone on the vast bed.

Still hazy, she propped herself up and scanned the room. Clothes scattered across the floor, tangled sheets, and the pounding ache in her head all evoked memories of the wild frenzy from the previous night.

"Jing…" She nearly uttered his name but caught sounds coming from the bathroom.

Her nerves on edge, Mu Yueyao clutched the blanket to shield her body. Moments later, Jing Yang emerged clad in a bathrobe.

His flawlessly sculpted physique and refined features meant that even a simple bathrobe couldn't hide his commanding presence.

His rise to stardom as a beloved celebrity stemmed not just from his outstanding acting and vocal talents. That striking face had drawn legions of admirers to him.

Wrapped tightly like a stuffed bun, Mu Yueyao felt mortified. She longed to speak and shatter the quiet, yet words escaped her.

"Are you satisfied?" Jing Yang spoke first, piercing the hush.

"Uh…" Mu Yueyao struggled to grasp his question.

"Last night…" Jing Yang perched on the bed's side, his gaze holding unusual tenderness. "Did my performance please you?"

"…" Mu Yueyao's complexion drained of color instantly.

Each of his words struck her like an insult.

Indeed, she craved him, yet not under these circumstances!

Mu Yueyao averted her gaze, unwilling to meet his eyes.

Jing Yang fixed his stare on her and arched a brow. "Oh? So you're not pleased, then."

"I…"

"No problem." Jing Yang leaned in nearer, capturing her chin. "I have lots of time right now," he murmured.

"Jing Yang!" Mu Yueyao reached her limit at last. "Don't push it too far!"

Yet Jing Yang brushed aside her protest. His fingers laced with hers, pinning her within his arms while he claimed her lips in a kiss.

His kiss carried an enchanting power. The instant their lips met, she felt poisoned, frozen in place.

Clinging to her final shreds of reason, Mu Yueyao resisted. "Jing Yang, don't…"

"Don't you enjoy it?" Jing Yang pressed his body against hers…

…

At the Mu residence.

Mu Yueyao hadn't returned home overnight.

The man remained utterly composed. The club manager phoned with an update on Mu Yueyao's location, noting she had stayed with Jing Yang throughout and never exited the premises.

Mu Yazhe felt reassured by the news, but Yun Shishi grew uneasy. "These two seem to be clashing lately? Are they truly fine?"

Disdainfully, the man replied, "Young people should handle their own issues. Why meddle?!"

Yun Shishi pursed her lips. "I'm young too, you know! Do I look like an old lady to you?"

He snorted. "Uh huh! A total old lady!"

"And what does that make you? A smelly old geezer?"

"How dare an old lady scorn a smelly old geezer?"

"You…" Amid their playful squabble, Yun Shishi lost track of Mu Yueyao's absence the night before. "Quick, tell your wife how gorgeous she is!"