Chapter 935: Chapter 935: Husband and Wife’s Love is Deep in Their Bones, 2 More Updates (2)
“The check for one million yesterday has already been given to you… we’re even now.”
After speaking, Han Siming coldly glanced at the disheveled woman in front of him, ready to turn around and leave, but was grabbed at the hem of his clothes by Chen Nuo’s raised hand.
“Young Master Han… Last night… it was my first time, and you were so rough.”
As she spoke, Chen Nuo was afraid Han Siming wouldn’t believe her and deliberately squeezed out a few tears.
Han Siming, as if he had heard the biggest joke, suddenly raised his hand and fiercely pinched the woman’s chin.
“Just a whore… and now… not acting like one, but ready to play the virtuous lady?”
The term “whore” coming from Han Siming’s mouth was indeed unsightly; Chen Nuo felt a slap viciously striking her own face. Although this man appeared harmless and gentle as jade, the words he uttered were extremely vulgar.
Chen Nuo’s complexion turned frightfully pale, like a female ghost.
Originally… in the shadowy night of yesterday, she had somewhat resembled Jian Ran, but now that was completely gone.
Han Siming… after going to America, had not been short of encounters with women.
So… he was no longer a clean man.
He had no particular fondness for so-called virgins, and for Chen Nuo to think that she could hold onto him with this, she was indeed delusionally optimistic.
Han Siming’s thin lips curled faintly, and his gaze landed on the embarrassing marks on the woman’s body, then he spoke with irony.
“Last night… it must have been you who deliberately bumped into the liquor cart, huh… Well then… the glass cut through your skin… As for the so-called first time… Haha… could all be fabricated, who knows.”
Han Siming’s eyes gazed at Chen Nuo in front of him, full of pure disdain, without a single ripple of emotion.
This was Chen Nuo’s first encounter with such a heartless and unfeeling person.
A night of warmth, in the man’s eyes, was utterly inconsequential.
Chen Nuo swallowed hard, her whole body trembling nervously, as if she had thought of something… Her small hands clung desperately to the man’s thigh, refusing to let go.
This was her only chance to marry into a wealthy family.
No matter what… she had already given away her first time, there was no turning back.
She… must hold onto the thighs of the man before her.
“Young Master Han… I know you have someone else in your heart, I know, I am nowhere near the Ranran you speak of, I hope… Young Master Han, you can give me a chance, let me stay by your side.”
Chen Nuo’s plea was accompanied by tears and a pitiful look.
But in Han Siming’s eyes, there wasn’t a flicker of empathy, his indifference sweeping over the woman before him as his lips curled into a mocking sneer, growing colder and more sinister.
Compared to Jian Ran… she wasn’t even worthy.
Han Siming suddenly stepped forward, violently kicking the disheveled woman before him… His leather shoes directly struck Chen Nuo’s fair skin, leaving a bruise.
“Get lost… you’re not worthy… take your million and get out of here.”
If you’ve made your choice to give in… then don’t pretend to be pitiable now.
One gives money… the other gives their body.
It’s just a transaction, nothing more.
Chen Nuo watched the man walk away in anger, her face turning color with eyes brimming with rage and hatred.
With a loud bang, the man slammed the door of the private room viciously; Chen Nuo clenched her small hand into a fist, her sharp nails digging into her palm but she didn’t care.