Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All-Chapter 780: It’s For Your Own Good

Susan’s face paled. "Wait! No—Yu Shuchang, please! Don’t do this!"

He turned his back on her, walking calmly toward the hallway.

Her voice followed, shaky and panicked. "You can’t treat me like this! I love you! You can’t—"

Yu Shuchang didn’t turn around.

"If you don’t want the security guards to see you like that," he said coldly, "I suggest you get dressed before they arrive."

Susan froze in place.

With that, Yu Shuchang walked away without another glance.

His heart was pounding—not from Susan’s ridiculous stunt, but from what it all meant.

Sheng Yin... had really tried to give him away. Hand him off like he was just some unwanted gift.

’No, I need to confirm it with her first, before making any assumption? Even though Sheng Yin is acting idiotically, surely she wouldn’t do such stuff! it must be that b*tch Susan!’ He thought and marched toward the dinning table.

Yu Shuchang marched back to the dining room, each step filled with rising tension.

When he entered the dining room, Sheng Yin was still sitting at the table, slowly stirring her untouched food with her fork. Her eyes flicked up when she saw him, and the look on his face made her straighten up immediately.

"Yu Shuchang?" she asked, startled by the dark look in his eyes.

He stopped a few steps away from her, voice low but hard. "Did you... tell Susan to seduce me?"

Sheng Yin’s body went still. Her breath caught, and her eyes widened for a second.

She hadn’t told Susan to do that—not directly, at least. But in some twisted way, maybe it was her fault.

She had invited her here. She had told her to "get closer" to Yu Shuchang. And if that could help him move on and find someone who could give him a normal life, then maybe... maybe it was fine.

Even if it broke her.

She forced herself to smile—just barely.

"Yes," she said quietly. "It was my idea."

Yu Shuchang stared at her like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

She reached out and gently patted his shoulder.

"It’s for your own good," she whispered, her voice calm but trembling just beneath the surface.

That was the final straw.

Yu Shuchang’s aura shifted instantly.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop, and a dark, heavy silence fell.

He straightened, slowly, and a smile curled on his lips—but it wasn’t kind. It was controlled. Too perfect. Too smooth.

"Then I guess I should thank you," he said.

Sheng Yin blinked in confusion.

"Susan’s waiting in my room," he continued, voice like silk laced with venom. "We thought we’d show our appreciation... together."

The words hit her like a slap.

For a moment, she couldn’t breathe.

But she had brought this on herself, hadn’t she? This was what she’d wanted—to push him toward someone who could love him openly. Someone he could be happy with.

So why did her chest feel like it was collapsing?

She bit the inside of her cheek, forcing her voice to stay level.

"I see," she said. "Then I’m happy for you."

Yu Shuchang turned and began walking toward the hallway. Without waiting, he gestured for her to follow.

Sheng Yin stood up on unsteady legs and followed behind him, each step heavier than the last. Her mind screamed for her to stop, to turn back—but she didn’t.

She needed to see it with her own eyes.

They reached the door to Yu Shuchang’s bedroom. He opened it and stepped aside, motioning for her to go in first.

She hesitated, then walked inside slowly.

The room was clean and dimly lit. The soft glow of a bedside lamp cast golden shadows across the room. But it was empty.

Her brows furrowed.

"Where’s Susan?" she asked.

Click.

She turned around.

Yu Shuchang stood in front of the closed door, calmly turning the lock.

A soft, metallic click echoed in the silent room.

Sheng Yin’s heart stuttered.

"What are you doing?" she asked carefully.

Yu Shuchang’s expression was unreadable. "Just making sure we’re not interrupted."

His hand closed around Sheng Yin’s wrist, firm and unyielding, as he pulled her toward the bed.

Her heart thudded in her chest, a mix of confusion and unease prickling her skin.

"Wait, what are you doing?" she demanded, her voice trembling despite her attempt to sound firm. She tried to pull her arm free, but his grip tightened, his fingers almost burning against her skin.

He didn’t answer immediately, his lips curling into a slow, knowing smile as he pushed her down onto the bed.

The mattress dipped beneath her weight, and she scrambled to sit up, but he was faster, pinning her with one hand pressed firmly against her shoulder.

Her breath hitched as he leaned over her, his dark eyes glinting with something she couldn’t quite place—playfulness, maybe, or something far more dangerous.

"From now on," he said, his voice low and smooth, like velvet catching on rough edges, "everything that happens will be for your own good."

Sheng Yin’s eyes widened, her pulse quickening. "What are you talking about? Let me go!"

He chuckled, the sound deep and resonant, sending a shiver down her spine.

"I’ll let you go," he said, his tone almost teasing, "but first, answer me honestly. Do you love me?"

Her breath caught, her lips parting as she stared up at him.

Her heart ached with the weight of it, but she clenched her jaw and shook her head. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Yu Shuchang’s smile didn’t falter.

If anything, it deepened as he tilted his head, studying her with an intensity that made her skin prickle.

"Is that so?" he murmured, his free hand reaching up to brush a strand of hair from her face.

His touch was gentle, almost tender, but there was something lurking beneath it—a challenge, a promise. "Then prove it."

Sheng Yin frowned, her confusion growing. "Prove it? How?"

He didn’t answer with words. Instead, his hand shifted, his fingers trailing down her chest, over the curve of her stomach, until they reached the hem of her skirt.

Her breath hitched, her body stiffening as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric, brushing against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

"Wait—" she started, her voice trembling, but he cut her off with a look, his eyes locking onto hers as his fingers inched higher.

"If you really don’t love me," he said, his tone calm but laced with an edge that made her shiver, "then you’ll be able to hold back. Even when I do this. And everytime you feel like coming...hold it for tonight and say you don’t love me. I will believe you and let go."

His fingers brushed against her core, drawing a gasp from her lips as heat surged through her body.

She tried to push him away, but his hand on her shoulder held her in place, his strength effortless as his fingers began to move, teasing, testing.

"Stop," she whispered, her voice weak, but he ignored her, his touch growing bolder, more deliberate.

She tried to resist, to pull away, but her body betrayed her, a traitorous heat spreading through her veins as his fingers explored her, coaxing sensations she couldn’t fight.

Her breath came faster, her hips shifting involuntarily as pleasure began to build, a slow, insistent pressure that left her trembling.

Yu Shuchang watched her, his gaze intense, unyielding.

"Say it again," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent another wave of heat through her. "Tell me you don’t love me."

Sheng Yin clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to hold back the moan threatening to escape.

She shook her head, her lips pressed tightly together, but her resolve was crumbling, the pleasure overwhelming, consuming.

Her body arched toward him, her hips lifting as her breathing became ragged, desperate.

She was close, so close, but just as the tension reached its peak, he stopped, pulling his hand away and leaving her trembling, her body aching with unfulfilled need.

"Yu Shuchang," she gasped, her voice trembling with frustration and longing, "please..."

He smiled, slow and knowing, as he raised his hand to his lips, licking the wetness from his fingers with deliberate slowness.

"This is for your own good," he said, his voice calm, almost gentle. "Now say it. Tell me you don’t love me, and I’ll continue."

"Say it," he whispered, his voice low and commanding.

"I... I don’t love you," she forced out, the words bitter on her tongue.

Yu Shuchang chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Good girl," he murmured, his fingers returning to her, his touch light, teasing, as he began to build her pleasure again.

Sheng Yin’s breath hitched, her body responding eagerly, but just as she neared the edge, he stopped again, leaving her trembling, her body begging for release.

"Yu Shuchang," she pleaded, her voice breaking, "please, I can’t—"

"Say it," he said, his tone calm but unyielding.

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