NOVPUBChapter 354: 354, Zhan Cheng, please respect yourself!
Chapter 354: 354, Zhan Cheng, please respect yourself!
Song Qinghuan, her face stern, stared at him: “Zhan Cheng, please behave yourself!”
Zhan Cheng squeezed his thin lips tight, gripping Song Qinghuan’s arm almost to the point of anger.
But he continued to restrain himself, looking directly into Song Qinghuan’s eyes. “Huanhuan, do you even know that after I received your message, I couldn’t eat or sleep? My mind was filled with you. I was torn over whether or not to come back. I thought it might be yet another one of your games. But I, like a gambler, held on to the slightest hope even if it was one in a ten thousand chance, and I came back. But can’t you at least…”
“Zhan Cheng, I really didn’t send you any messages. Let go of me!” Song Qinghuan interrupted him, struggling with great effort but to no avail. “If you don’t let go, I’ll accuse you of sexual harassment!”
Zhan Cheng sneered, his eyes widened in anger and surprise. “Song Qinghuan, what do you take me for? Did you send me the message because you quarreled with Shi Yuhuan, and now that you’ve reconciled, you don’t want to admit it?”
Song Qinghuan shook her head and angrily said, “We didn’t have a fight. We’ve been fine all along. Please stop bothering us. The reason I answered your call today was to formally tell you that, Zhan Cheng, our marriage of convenience has turned into a real one, and I won’t divorce him anymore. I’m with him now, can you please stop pestering me?”
Zhan Cheng felt his mind explode with frustration. His usually proud self had suffered many setbacks because of Song Qinghuan, making him feel indignant.
All those suppressed frustrations were now surging, turning into resentment.
He scoffed, tightened his grip on Song Qinghuan’s wrist, yanked her towards him, and pulled her waist with his other hand, pressing her against his chest.
“Zhan Cheng!” Song Qinghuan exclaimed, trying to push him away, but he shadowed her with an impending doom.
In the hawk-like stare of Zhan Cheng, a sense of dangerous killing intent exuded from his cold and desolate eyes, leaning in to kiss Song Qinghuan.
“…Bastard!” Song Qinghuan turned her head away, involuntarily kicking him.
Zhan Cheng’s kiss landed on Song Qinghuan’s face. He frowned and tried to cup her face with his hand, turning her to face him.
Song Qinghuan restlessly pushed him. When she couldn’t push him away, she raised her hand and slapped him. Her nails scraped his face, leaving a few red scratches.
The pain caused Zhan Cheng to step back reflexively, holding his face.
His face was pale, and he stood there, staring at Song Qinghuan, his brain buzzing.
Song Qinghuan’s face was burning red: “Zhan Cheng, I never sent you any messages, I don’t like you, I like Shi Yuhuan, I want to be with him, I only want to be with him, is this clear enough for you?”
Her agitated voice pierced sharply into Zhan Cheng’s ears, like a nail driven mercilessly into his heart.
It was a bloody pain!
He yelled at Song Qinghuan: “What on earth do you take me for? If you didn’t send the message…”
With that, Zhan Cheng took out his phone, opened the message, and held it up for Song Qinghuan to see. “What is this? Isn’t this your phone number?”
His phone was shaking due to his agitation, Song Qinghuan could not clearly see the content.
She was utterly irritated, her eyes defiant. “Enough! Zhan Cheng, can’t you just back off and stop bothering me?”
