The rain had stopped, and Wen Nuan took the last bus home. Her emotions were in turmoil along the way. Ye Feimo's dominance and strength were things she couldn't resist. Just thinking about how she almost got completely taken advantage of by him again made her blush with embarrassment.
The pure and innocent world that had been warm for twenty years seemed to collapse overnight.
She had liked Fang Liucheng for so many years. They were childhood friends, and the most intimate moment they had was when he kissed her forehead. It was nothing like Ye Feimo, who was forceful and domineering.
Oh, right, the advertisement!
That damn ad.
Wasn't she going to question him about that night? Even if she wasn't going to question him about that night, she should have asked him about the advertisement. When did he take that photo? It couldn't have been while she was asleep, how creepy.
This person's level of perversion rose to a new level in Wen Nuan's heart.
"Damn it, even if I know he committed a crime, I can't do anything about it. I still need to get some advertising fees," Wen Nuan thought, conflicted, as she bumped into the chair in front of her. Sitting in that chair was a handsome high school student, still in his school uniform. He turned around swiftly, exuding a cold and striking aura.
"Little sister, if you feel depressed, go home, eat, and sleep."
Little sister???
Wen Nuan was still floating as she got out of the car, in a completely demoralized state. Why did she have to be called "little sister" by someone who looked younger than her?
As she walks outside of her apartment building, she didn't expect to see Fang Liucheng's car parked downstairs. It was a black Rolls-Royce, very grand and impressive. This man was very elegant in both his words and actions, even his smoking posture was so graceful.
There were already quite a few cigarette butts at his feet; he had been standing there for a long time.
Under the night sky, surrounded by smoke, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the dim lights upstairs. From her angle, she could just see his perfect profile. Fang Liucheng had a natural charm that easily captivated girls.
Elegant, cold, and with a touch of bad.
Wen Nuan followed his gaze and looked at the apartment he rented.
It felt as if something had suffocated her heart for a moment. The heart that Wen Nuan thought she had protected so well also began to ache instantly. That heart that loved him still clearly felt the pangs of pain.
She gave him her first and most beautiful love.
In the prime of her youth, she gave him all her laughter and ambiguous sorrows.
If life could only be like the first time we met, how wonderful it would be.
Fang Liucheng, since you couldn't love me in the first place, why did you give me dreams for so many years and then crush them in an instant?
He noticed her. Against the light, his gaze was inscrutable and deep, with a hint of warmth. She felt a pang in her heart, ignored his presence, and intended to go upstairs without even greeting him. However, her arm was tightly grasped by Fang Liucheng.
"Wen Nuan!"
"Let go!" Wen Nuan's body trembled as she brushed off his hand. She still couldn't bear to face Fang Liucheng like she usually did, "Mr. Fang, this little shithole is incapable of accommodating a big someone like you."
"What do you think of my suggestion?"
Wen Nuan sneered, "Becoming your... kept woman?"
"Do you have a better option?"
"Fang Liucheng, you are truly ridiculous. When I loved you, you didn't want me. Now, because of you, my father is in prison, and my mother, my sister, and I are homeless. Yet you put on this benefactor's face, it's really disgusting. Could it be that Mr. Fang has really fallen in love with me?"
"In love with you?" Fang Liucheng raised the corner of his lips in a mocking tone, his cold face showing even greater cruelty, "You are not qualified."
Although she knew his thoughts and treated her coldly, Wen Nuan was still hurt by his words, but a smile appeared on her face. She had already been left with nothing by Fang Liucheng and couldn't afford to lose her dignity as well.
"Mr. Fang, you really have unique tastes. You actually want to sleep with a woman who is not worthy of you. A bitch is not worthy either. Why don't you sleep with a bitch?" Wen Nuan said sarcastically. She didn't want to say another word to him, so she turned around and left.
Fang Liucheng was furious. Wen Nuan nature had always been soft and graceful, like a fresh lily. However, since her twentieth birthday, after a sudden family upheaval, she seemed to have grown thorns all over her body.
The Wen Nuan in the past would never utter such infuriating and malicious words.
"Wen Nuan, you have no other choice unless you want your father to spend his entire life in prison."
Wen Nuan's breath tightened, anger surged, and she swung her hand to hit his face. Fang Liucheng tightly gripped her hand, and Warmth couldn't break free. Her eyes were filled with anger as Fang Liucheng's cold voice sounded, "Warmth, you should be gentler and more lovable."
"Let go of my sister." Wen Jing rushed over, holding a long wooden stick, and swung it towards Fang Liucheng without hesitation. Wen Nuan was taken aback. Fang Liucheng let go of her and dodged Wen Jing's stick.
Wen Jing's face was stern as she held up a wooden stick and pulled Wen Nuan back, protecting her like a mother hen shielding her chick. "Get out!" she shouted.
This girl was free and quiet, but very strong and clean on her move.
"Wen Nuan, I'll wait for you to come and beg me." After saying this, Fang Liucheng turned around, got into the car, and drove away. Wen Nuan looked tired, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Why was it so tiring? She couldn't even catch a break.