Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Her sweet fragrance wafted over, and Yun Huan only felt disgusted. He kicked Chuchu away ruthlessly and retched.
He swiftly walked towards the room and there was an iciness between his brows that couldn’t melt in a thousand years. It was too disgusting; he had to take a shower and wash his body a hundred times.
Chuchu sat on the floor. Her stomach was hurting but the physical pain couldn’t be compared to what she felt in her heart. Yun Huan actually retched – was she really so disgusting? How could it be?
She loved him so much. How could he hurt her like that?
Her nails dug into her palm and fresh blood began trickling down. But Chuchu couldn’t feel any pain there. Her red phoenix eyes were flashing with craziness and possessiveness. Yun Huan was hers. He belonged to Chuchu. Her sinister face was like a demon climbing out from the 18 levels of hell.
Chuchu clutched her stomach and slowly stood up. All of a sudden, a white thing on the sofa caught her attention. She walked over and took it. ‘Isn’t this the brocade bag that b*tch gave Yun Huan?’
A strange glow flickered in Chuchu’s eyes and she quickly opened the brocade bag. There was a piece of paper inside and Chuchu kept it. Then, she put a piece of paper from the coffee table inside and placed the bag in its original place.
Pinching that piece of paper, Chuchu slowly returned to her room.
In her room, Chuchu opened that piece of paper coldly. She wanted to see what secret this little b*tch had. When she finished reading it, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes. Then, she chuckled softly like a madwoman. Heaven was really helping her. If she revealed this matter, she wanted to see if Yun Huan would still keep thinking about this b*tch.
Chuchu got up, changed into a new set of clothes, then sneakily went out to find Qin Jiaojiao.
Yun Huan got out of the bathroom. The iciness between his brows was still there and no matter how many times he showered, that disgusting fragrance still couldn’t be washed away.
Yun Huan wore his clothes indifferently, ruffled his hair, and started looking for the brocade bag. ‘Not here, not here, where did the brocade bag go?’
Yun Huan’s eyes shifted then he ran downstairs. Indeed, the white brocade bag with black flowers was lying on the sofa alone.
Yun Huan picked it up and pinched it with his fair fingers – the thing inside was still there. He smelled it and there wasn’t that disgusting fragrance. It seemed like Chuchu hadn’t touched it.
Yun Huan’s pursed lips relaxed slightly, then he wore the brocade bag round his neck and glanced at Chuchu’s room in repulsion. Yun Huan’s gaze was cold and had a foreboding aura.
Chuchu went out to look for Qin Jiaojiao, and coincidentally, there was only Qin Jiaojiao alone at the Qin’s house. When Chuchu went over, Qin Jiaojiao was picking out her clothes in the room.
Qin Jiaojiao’s elegant little face was frosty and she tossed the clothes on the bed in frustration. Every one of the clothes was ugly. What was she going to wear?
Qin Jiaojiao blamed Qin Hanyu for this. It was all this second brother of hers who created trouble outside and hurt someone’s heart which led to people taking revenge against them. They were targeted badly these few months and couldn’t take on many of the missions. She had grown skinnier, and if this went on, she wondered if Zheng Zhong would start to dislike her.
Chuchu had been close with Qin Jiaojiao these few months. She directly pushed the door open and entered. Qin Jiaojiao was frustrated at this moment and her big missy temper came up in an instant. “Don’t you know how to knock? You don’t have any manners at all.”
Truthfully speaking, Qin Jiaojiao may be close to Chuchu, but she despised her. Qin Jiaojiao knew that Chuchu was the illegitimate daughter of the Chu family and had a lowly status.