44: Chapter 44: You think too highly of me
44 -44: You think too highly of me
“Let go of me, I’m not your wife.
You’ve already had me, so don’t touch me again!”
The man curled his lip into a faint smile: “Woman, you’re too naive.
Do you think that living by my side, I wouldn’t touch you?
Ha, you must think me too much of a saint.”
“There’s no love between us, why do you still want me?
Rong Shaoze, don’t tell me, you’ve fallen in love with me!” To break free from him, Lin Xinlan deliberately said this.
Rong Shaoze saw through her thoughts, his smile becoming more devilish: “Woman, don’t you know?
For a man, love isn’t necessary for doing it.
Doing it and love are two different things.”
Lin Xinlan’s face flushed red at once, and a sense of humiliation rose in her heart.
Because in Rong Shaoze’s eyes, she was merely a woman available for his needs at any time!
She glared at him furiously, but he didn’t care about her attitude at all, as he bent down and fiercely kissed her lips.
His strong body leaned forward, and Lin Xinlan’s footing wavered.
She stumbled backward until her back hit the cold tiles, with the man pressing down on her, his large hands roaming over her body.
No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free from his grasp.
In the falling water, he held her, his eyes all muddled.
And for Lin Xinlan, a union without love truly had no joy to speak of…
Days passed quietly, and Lin Xinlan heard that Mrs.
Du’s health wasn’t in serious trouble, and both she and Mr.
Du had been discharged from the hospital.
She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart; it was good that they were fine.
If she had inadvertently hurt someone again, she would definitely feel even more guilty and uneasy.
Rong Shaoze’s attitude towards her remained cold, his moods unpredictable and capricious.
Sometimes he seemed like a very approachable person, but at other times, when he got angry, he was completely unreasonable.
Lin Xinlan had some understanding of his temperament; she tried her best to avoid him, to not interact with him, just fearing accidentally provoking his anger.
The servants in the villa were still so unfriendly towards her.
Everyday, Lin Xinlan stayed in the villa, enduring their coldness; she increasingly felt like she was in prison, without any joy or freedom.
She could understand why Rong Shaoze and the Du family treated her badly.
But what right did they have to look down on her, to underestimate her, to talk about her behind her back, to not regard her as a person at all?
Lin Xinlan smiled faintly.
She had to let them know she was not to be trifled with, didn’t she?
That night, Rong Shaoze returned from a gathering, somewhat drunk.
He didn’t go back to his own room but knocked on Lin Xinlan’s door instead.
Lin Xinlan opened the door, and without saying a word, the man pulled her into his arms, urgently kissing her lips.
His hand supported her waist as he carried her into the room.
At the gathering, they had drunk quite a bit.
The effect of the alcohol made his blood run hot.
A woman, who was wearing a particularly fragrant perfume, took the initiative to cling to him, and he, going with the flow, hugged and grew intimate with her, his blood growing even more fierce.
But when it came to the crucial moment, he disgustedly pushed the woman away.
Because the woman’s perfume had an aphrodisiac effect.
What he detested the most were women who schemed and played tricks on him.
That woman ended up in a bad way, but Rong Shaoze was also very uncomfortable, the discomfort being unbearable.
He didn’t want to touch those vulgar women anymore; instead, he hurried back, heading straight for Lin Xinlan’s room.
Lin Xinlan couldn’t resist his ardor and was quickly overcome by him…
Afterward, Rong Shaoze held her with his eyes closed, a slight frown on his brow.
Lin Xinlan watched him for a while before asking indifferently, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Drank too much,” he said flatly, but did not open his eyes.