Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Love to be taken by a man… He’s mocking me about what I did for Big Boss? The accusation was like a sharp knife, splicing Cheng Qingchong’s chest open before sticking deep into her heart.
Once upon a time, she had given up everything for the man that she admired, but now that act of sacrifice became a weapon for another person to mock her with. Ultimately, who could she blame but herself?
She did that thing willingly; it was she who started this chain of event, so she had to suffer the consequences.
Facing Qin Yinan’s humiliation, all Cheng Qingchong could do was bite on her lips, lower her head, and say nothing.
Looking at her acting that way, for some reason, Qin Yinan only got more incensed. He didn’t hold back and continued to mock her. “What? Or have you forgotten how you removed your own clothes to crawl into my bed? You’re a slut, so act like one and stop the pity party! Do you think I’ll feel sorry for you? Cheng Qingchong, save it. Do you really think this will work on me? To tell you the truth, you’re just a convenience for me to take advantage of…”
Qin Yinan’s lips split into sarcastic smirk, and he continued with malice. “…But, it seems like you’re at least a little bit interested in me… I’ve already treated you so badly, but you still lost yourself and called out my name when I touched you earlier… Huh… You’re truly the sluttiest and the most shameless woman I’ve ever met in my life…”
Cheng Qingchong’s hands gripped the cover unconsciously. The tears that fell from her eyes suddenly stopped. Afraid that he might continue to insult her further, her eyes darted around with panic before she uttered in a trembling voice, “You… you still need to work in the morning. Sleep… sleep early. I’ll… I’ll go… over there.”
She pointed broadly at the sofa before shuffling away in bed.
Qin Yinan hated Cheng Qingchong a lot; he wished hell upon her. Thus, every time he saw her, he would come up with ways to humiliate her, but when he did, he did not feel better in any way. Instead, it would only make him feel angrier. As he saw her shuffle hurriedly away from him, with a surge of anger, he grabbed a pillow and tossed it rudely onto the floor.
Cheng Qingchong was scared frozen by his sudden action.
Qin Yinan coldly scanned the woman before hissing angrily, “Didn’t you say you’re going to sleep on the sofa. Then what are you doing standing there? Waiting for me to invite you to join me in bed?”
Cheng Qingchong rushed toward the sofa with faltering steps. When she passed the pillow that was dropped on the floor, she bent over to pick it up. She jumped onto the sofa without releasing the pillow. She pulled the pillow close to her heart and curled into a ball.
The sofa was not big, only 1.6 meters in length, but curling into a ball, the woman still left a huge expanse of space on the sofa.
She did not take a new cover but pulled a random blanket to wrap around her body. Qin Yinan could see her body shivering underneath the thin blanket; it was difficult to tell whether she was crying or it was because of the cold.
Looking at the scene, Qin Yinan’s lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing. He pulled the cover harshly, turned around, and tried to sleep.
