Over time, this developed into a meticulous habit.
He carefully and politely kept his distance from Song Yue, mindful of her every move.
And she, ever so cautious, didn’t try to hide it. How could such a person fall so easily?
It was suspiciously obvious, wasn’t it?
"I was too busy looking at you, so I didn’t see the stone. Is it wrong for me to fall?" Song Yue teasingly flirted with Jun Mochan.
She expected him to either turn furious out of embarrassment or ignore her. To her surprise, he did neither. Instead, he glanced at her with a lackluster expression, then said, "Thank you, but there are plenty of people admiring me."
The implications were clear: he wouldn’t miss her or need her one bit.
"Just don’t get in my way. Otherwise, no one will know if I kill you on this island." Jun Mochan said lightly.
He was as casual and relaxed as if he was deciding what to eat that day.
If Song Yue didn’t know his background, she might have thought he was joking. But knowing that he was Jun Mochan of the Jun family, she didn’t doubt his seriousness for a second.
"You’re so boring. Well, I admit I wanted to take advantage of you, no, I wanted to give you a chance to take advantage of me." Song Yue stood up from the ground and once again attempted to embrace Jun Mochan by reaching out for his waist.
She didn’t care anymore, was willing to lose face, would even use ****, just to seduce Jun Mochan.
But she underestimated his resolve. Xia Shi’s drugs didn’t work on him, so how could her little tricks?
Just as her hand was about to touch Jun Mochan’s waist, he sidestepped, leaving her grasping at thin air once again.
As she attempted to repeat her move, a cold sensation touched her neck.
"I thought I’ve just told you not to harbor foolish hopes, didn’t I?"
"It was just a joke, why are you so serious?" Song Yue tried to remove the knife from her neck.
Jun Mochan applied a little pressure, and the sharp blade cut Song Yue’s hand.
"Are you serious?" Song Yue cried out in pain, "I saved you, and this is how you repay me?"
"I don’t recall saying I would repay you with my body."
If it came to that, he would rather die.
"I’m not the one losing out, so what’s your problem?" Song Yue looked alluringly into his eyes. "Besides, I’m not unattractive, and I’m a virgin. Isn’t it obvious that I’m the one at a disadvantage here?"
"I’m sorry, but I’m not interested in you." Jun Mochan said the cruelest words in the softest tone.
"Alright, I was just joking. I’m not interested in married men." Song Yue scoffed.
Jun Mochan looked at her for a moment, as if trying to ascertain the truth in her words.
It’s not that he hesitated to hurt her, but as a man of conscience, he couldn’t easily kill Song Yue who had saved his life, even if he didn’t like her.
"Really? Don’t believe me? If I really wanted to seduce you, I would’ve just stripped off my clothes and climbed into your bed at night. I could even tie you up before you woke up and do some other things, right?"
Jun Mochan finally seemed to believe her words and removed the knife from her neck.
Song Yue let out a breath of relief, "I thought you’re really boring. It was just a joke, was the knife necessary?" she complained, looking at her bleeding hand.
"That joke was far from being funny, I’d advise you not to joke like that again." Jun Mochan continued working, his head bowed down.