Chapter 146

"I, I’ll say, I’ll say... I—"

Dreams are the best mirrors of fear.

So she... was so afraid.

Cry... she allowed herself to cry. But after crying, she must be able to laugh!

Moreover, she should indeed laugh... He Lele couldn't help but wipe her tears and smile bitterly. The dream made her understand that what she feared wasn't being insulted or cheapened, but being trained by her body to be addicted to taboo desire...

Is this a warning from her body? A warning that if she continues to be treated like this by men, she will really become a woman who cannot live without sex?

Will she? Is it really possible for her to become the "her" from the rumors of the past?

Lewd and shameless, taking pleasure in seducing men, loving to spread her legs beneath men the most?

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath—no, she wouldn't!

She had no time for fear. At any time, she shouldn't doubt herself, and she didn't have the leisure to wallow in self-pity. Regarding everything in this apartment, she should only treat it as a nightmare. No matter what happened, she couldn't leave any traces in her heart that would affect her future life.

All resentment, pain, fear, and sadness—smash it, eat it, shit it out, bury it, forget it!

Everything will pass, and she wants to be able to laugh every day!

He Lele stood up, the soreness all over her body making her furrow her small brow again—as for her increasingly sensitive body... at worst, she’d just buy a vibrator.

"Awake?" An angelic male voice drifted into her ears, like musical notes falling from the clouds, dripping and tapping on the lake of her heart.

Writer’s Words:

*Hehehehe!* Yakult sister!! How did you know Jiangshan would make a surprise return in the middle of the night? *Wahahaha!* Big kisses! Love you sisters! This time, consider it a benefit for the night owls, but everyone should also rest early!

Qiqi sister! I want to collect your comment posts and make them into an anthology! So many beautiful sentences! (*￣︶￣*) I can't reply to the guest room on my mobile phone!! So anxious!!!

Thank you sisters for the tickets! Comments! Recommendations!! Support!! And gifts!! Being able to meet you all on Xianwang, I am really, really satisfied! Love you all!!!

☆, (8 Fresh Coins) Chapter 155: Strange Craving

"Mr. Qin," He Lele stood up and looked at Qin Zhixiu, who was wearing a pale pink T-shirt. He seemed to have a preference for this kind of soft, draping cotton fabric, and his casual clothes were almost all solid-colored cotton T-shirts. "I’m sorry, yesterday I..."

"Miss He," Qin Zhixiu suddenly interrupted He Lele’s apology. "May I call you... Lele?"

He Lele was slightly stunned. Why would he suddenly...

Qin Zhixiu walked to He Lele’s side, leaned against the sofa, sat on the carpet, and casually pulled He Lele down beside him.

"I’m very envious," Qin Zhixiu said softly, looking at the starry sky outside the window. "Of the friendship between you and Miss Ren."

"...Everyone can..." He Lele didn't understand what he meant.

Qin Zhixiu shook his head, but didn't explain anything, just turned his head and quietly stared straight into her eyes, which had just been crying.

Before one, two, three seconds had passed, He Lele hurriedly looked away, her body moving uncomfortably to the side, her heart beating "*thump thump*."

Being too close to this kind of flower-boy who was more delicate and beautiful than a woman was really... high pressure.

"I don't have any friends."

"...How, how could that be?"

"Since I was a child, everyone has been the same as you are now. Even if we met every day, even if we lived together, played together, laughed together, even if they said they liked me or loved me, in reality, they would still avoid me, except..."

"Miss Du?"

Qin Zhixiu looked back at the window and nodded. "Only her."

He Lele lowered her eyes. She still remembered that the last message Du Wei asked her to pass to Qin Zhixiu was—"I’m fine, and, tell him to stop meddling in my business in the future."

He... had lost his only friend? Wait, it seemed like some point was wrong—

"Uh... you misunderstood, I’m not avoiding you, but," He Lele didn't know how to explain. Should she say he was too beautiful and put pressure on people?

"*Heh*..." Qin Zhixiu looked at her flustered appearance and smiled gently. "I know. Can you tell me the story of you and Miss Ren?"

"Sure." As soon as Lingyu was mentioned, He Lele’s whole body and expression relaxed, as if time had returned to four years ago. From the moment they met to being inseparable, the trust and care Lingyu gave her, and the countless happy experiences she brought her, were treasures she would be grateful for in her heart for the rest of her life.

Qin Zhixiu listened quietly and watched quietly. The way this girl looked when she was happy was like a small orange night light, radiating a faint warmth from the inside out.

"So good..." A beautiful murmur.

"*Mm*." He Lele nodded. "Lingyu is really a very, very good girl."

"No, I mean... it’s so good to have a friend like you."

"..."

"You really... kept her in your heart and treated her as a relative, didn't you?" Qin Zhixiu gazed deeply at He Lele’s eyes, which were still brimming with joy. A pair of lively, pure, and beautiful eyes were filled with a strange craving, as if they were about to devour her soul.

"Uh... it’s getting late, I, I should go down and prepare breakfast."

Flinging this sentence out in a panic, He Lele fled in a hurry. It seemed that flower-boys were really her Achilles' heel! Was it because she watched too many 2D handsome guys that she had no immunity to this kind of flower-boy who walked out of a manga?

Leaning against the elevator wall, He Lele took a deep breath and looked at the face reflected in the metal wall. The look of a lovesick girl made even her laugh out loud.

After a long time, she pressed the first-floor button and stood straight calmly.

Five seconds later.

He Lele furrowed her brow and looked at Jiejie sitting at the elevator door—what did he mean? Dragging a chair to sit at the elevator door early in the morning to scare people?

Jiejie raised his eyes. "I told Shentu."

"..." He Lele thought for a moment, said nothing, stepped out of the elevator, and prepared to walk around him toward the kitchen.

Jiejie grabbed her arm and made her fall onto his lap.

Patience, patience, Jiejie kept emphasizing in his heart. Holding her soft body, Jiejie softened his tone to coax her. "I apologize. I admit that last night was my fault, and I guarantee it won't happen again. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"..." Was he sick? They all said women changed their faces faster than turning a book, so what was this? A fighter jet among book-turners? "Please let me go, Mr. Jie, I have to go prepare breakfast."

"No need, I ordered from the hotel, it will be delivered in a while." Jiejie picked up He Lele like holding a child and walked to the living room sofa to sit down. "I know you’re angry, how about this: I won't go anywhere today, I’ll let you order me around, how about that?"

"Mr. Jie—"

"Just call me Jiejie directly."

He Lele closed her eyes helplessly and gritted her teeth. "Mr. Jie, we are just in a simple employment relationship. Other than that, we are not familiar."

Jiejie’s handsome face stiffened, but he quickly returned to a gentle smile. "As long as you put aside your prejudices against me, you will find that I am not as bad as you think."

He Lele’s face turned cold, and then she piled on a fake smile. "You are too modest. How can you use the word 'bad' to describe yourself?" It should be "rotten"!

Restraining He Lele’s struggle, Jiejie said seriously, "I know you hate me in your heart right now, and nothing I say will be useful, but I will make you understand that choosing me is the right thing. You like Shentu, right? Fine, I’ll help you!"

Writer’s Words:

I don't know if it’s post-holiday syndrome, but I’m stuck in a writing block so dark it’s unbelievable~~ I’ve been grinding from 6 PM until now~~

As a result, when I uploaded it, the backend kept giving errors and wouldn't upload!!

Sisters~~ *555555*~~ please give me a hug~~~~

Thank you to all the sisters~~ I have to get up early tomorrow, so I’m going to rest now~ The acknowledgments will be delayed for another day~~ Thank you sisters for your understanding and full love~~

Jiangshan will adjust her state as soon as possible!!!

☆, (8 Fresh Coins) Chapter 156: Sunny Turning Cloudy

What it meant to talk past each other, what it meant to have donkey lips not matching horse mouths—He Lele finally had an intuitive understanding. If she had known, she shouldn't have told Jiejie that she had fallen for Shentu Mo—no, it was Jiejie who first assumed she had fallen for Shentu Mo! Regardless of how it was in the beginning, she was now completely speechless about Jiejie.

Fine, she could actually understand his behavior—invincible playboys never accept failure! Isn't that how it’s analyzed in those dog-blood TV dramas and novels? Playboys are born to love the chase; the more they can't chase, the more persistent they are, using all their efforts and means just to obtain the pleasure of conquest. And once the prey is in hand... bye-bye.

A bunch of goddamn scum! And they all have decent skins and superior material conditions, making women easily seduced and abandoned by them!

—I don't know if it’s too late for her to change her strategy and pretend to fall in love with him.

"Come, sit down and eat together." Jiejie pulled He Lele to sit between him and Shentu Mo, looking very attentive.

The breakfast delivered by the hotel was varied and very rich, one could even say extravagant and wasteful. Jiejie asked for He Lele’s opinion like a gentleman, and seeing that she didn't speak, he took the initiative to help her choose a few items.

Looking at the snacks and rice porridge in front of her, He Lele glanced at Jiejie, feeling even more guarded in her heart. What he picked for her was exactly what she was used to eating, and even the portion was just right, not too much and not too little. This kind of "attention" without leaving a trace was the most seductive to a woman’s heart, but unfortunately, it didn't work on her.

He Lele turned her head to look at Shentu Mo beside her. Shentu Mo seemed to notice her peeking, and his deep, dark eyes turned coldly toward her, scaring He Lele into quickly withdrawing her gaze and swallowing her saliva while looking at the food in front of her.

Although she was a "victim" last night, she deliberately used lewd actions and language to seduce him, and Shentu Mo could definitely tell. With his personality of taking revenge for the smallest grievance...

Another tall figure entered the restaurant, and He Lele hurriedly stood up.

"Mr. Mu, good morning!"

Mu Wei glanced at the two men beside He Lele, his lips curling into a graceful, faint smile. "Lele, can you give me a cup of coffee?"

While speaking, Mu Wei pulled out the chair at the dining table and sat opposite Shentu Mo.

"Okay." He Lele replied with a smile. As long as she wasn't asked to sit next to the demon king who ate people without spitting out the bones, anything was fine!

Jiejie’s face darkened.

He Lele left the dining table to pour coffee for Mu Wei and delivered it to him. Mu Wei pulled out the chair beside him to signal her to sit down. He Lele didn't think too much and was about to sit down when she suddenly saw Shentu Mo opposite her staring at her with cold black eyes. Looking again, Jiejie was also drinking milk tea and looking at her coldly. Her buttocks, which were suspended in mid-air, immediately returned to their original position.

"I’ll go check on Mr. Qin!" After saying this with feigned calmness, He Lele bowed and walked quickly toward the elevator.

Like facing an abyss, like walking on thin ice—the moment she thought of last night, she couldn't stop her heart from palpitating. In front of them, she was just a rabbit that could be slaughtered and eaten at any time. Even if Jiejie occasionally seemed to be trying to please her, how could she forget that he was also a wolf through and through! Plus his relationship with Shentu Mo—she had better... just keep her head down and be a person.