340 Responsible To You (1/2)

”Get out!”

Su Li screamed, and she did not disguise her unbridled fury and her loathing for Yang Hongzhi.

How could she possibly not be aware of what happened last night? Her mother was fawning over Yang Hongzhi like he was already her son-in-law and played the matchmaker. But she hadn't expected Yang Hongzhi to resort to such a despicable act, actually using a drug to subdue her. And to think that her mother was complicit, it was an abomination.

”Su Li, I… I…”

”Get lost!”

In her fury, Su Li grabbed the milk pitcher in front of her and hurled it angrily at Yang Hongzhi, shattering right at his feet, and it made him hop a step backward in shock.

”Fine, fine… I'll leave. I'll leave, alright.”

Yang Hongzhi decided it was best to leave for the time being, and he walked out crestfallen.

”Su Li, what in the world happened?”

Chai Zhiying asked, her eyebrows knitted in a frown. Yang Hongzhi was the son of the company's largest shareholder, and treating him in such a way was not a wise thing to do.

Luo Pingxiang didn't say anything, and she promptly went over to help aunt Lee clean up the floor, now strewn with broken pieces of glass and spilled milk.

”I'm fine!”

Su Li glared at Xiao Luo when she said that, with a cold glint in her eyes.

It was the first time Xiao Luo could not return a person's gaze. He looked away guiltily.

”You should leave too…”

Su Li's voice was cold. ”I don't wish to see you now.”

How did Xiao Luo turn out to be the man to take her the first time? He wasn't someone she wanted to be in a relationship with, and he wasn't even someone who had a successful career. What's worse, she was even the one paying him a salary. When she thought of it, she felt the urge to cry, and this was certainly not how she had envisaged her life. It was complicated and painful for Su Li to accept that this man had taken her maidenhood, a stain that could not be washed away—and it would remain a sordid part of her life.

”Just get some rest…”

Xiao Luo stood up and left quietly; he was well aware of Su Li's emotions.

As Xiao Luo left, Chai Zhiying spotted the marks on his neck—she was startled! As she related what she'd just seen, and considered Su Li's attitude toward him and her depressed state of mind, a detestable thought occurred. Her eyes widened in horror, and she strode to the dining table and asked Su Li directly, ”Su Li, did that penniless slug…”

Su Li did not answer, but tears streamed from the corner of her eyes.

”Come back!”

”This has nothing to do with him. Stay out of it!” Su Li screamed. Chai Zhiying stopped in her track and turned back to face Su Li.

”But, that bastard, he…”

”I do not wish to repeat myself...”

Su Li bit her lips, she was tormented, and beads of sweat now formed on her forehead.

Chai Zhiying ground her teeth as she turned her head to the door and glared indignantly. Her hatred towards Xiao Luo had reached its zenith, and in her eyes, they had unwittingly invited a wolf into the house, even worse, a white-eyed wolf[1]. As far as Chai Zhiying was concerned, all men could only think with the lower half of their bodies. She had reminded Su Li many a time, and yet it had still happened in the end. She was so infuriated that she wanted to shred Xiao Luo into little pieces.

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When Xiao Luo stepped out the door, Yang Hongzhi, his eyes red, was still lingering around the corridor. He immediately noticed the marks on Xiao Luo's neck—he was a veteran player who had seduced countless girls, and such things would not escape his eagle-eyes, nor would the implication of what had taken place between Xiao Luo and the object of his affection, Su Li.

Alas, his worst fear was now realized. The goddess he had fantasized himself thrusting beneath him countless of times, had been humped by another man, robbing her of her virtue. It felt no different from marrying a wife but sending her into the bridal chamber of another man. Even more hurtful, the man was nothing more than a mud loach struggling at the very bottom of society.

Yang Hongzhi felt a rage rising, an unbridled rage…

Yang Hongzhi was seething, and his face was distorted with a hideous expression. Then, he howled and threw a punch at Xiao Luo's face.