c8 (2/2)

In order to move in on the rabbit, the first step was to first figure out her way of thinking.

“Have you ever thought that raising a child by yourself was hard? Why not find a rich husband to help you?”

“I don’t want to get married.”

So it turned out that she held an ideology of being celibate, abstaining from marriage and s.e.xual relations. That’s okay; he didn’t want her to marry him anyways.

“Then how about keeping a male?” (Similar to a mistress)

“Keep a male? You’re talking about having a paramour? No way!”

Not bad, the little white rabbit’s morals were n.o.ble, but that wasn’t the important part.

“What if the other person didn’t have a wife and wanted you to be his lover?”

“Also no.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not interested in men.”

Not interested?

“But you said before that you weren’t h.o.m.os.e.xual.”

“I did say that. Men are very troublesome, that’s why I’m not interested.”

So it was like that, no wonder the little white rabbit said she experienced injustices from many men. Encountering despicable people, it’s not surprising she felt conflicted towards men. This was very easy to fix, he’ll make her realize that he was different than those other men she met.

He had a lot of wolves to get rid of; the first was the guard. That man’s eyes always stared at the little white rabbit’s chest. At least he knew what’s what; aware that underneath the little white rabbit’s loose clothing, there was a pair of big b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

The little white rabbit said that every time she signed for a registered letter or package, the guard would always find an excuse to start a conversation with her. In order to speak to her, he would hand over the stuff very slowly. However, she didn’t want to be impolite and rush him. In addition, so long as there was an opportunity, he would seize the chance to touch her, making her feel very afraid.

There was also the male with a surname Zhang, living in the same building. He was 40-years old, unmarried, and addicted to computer games. At times, he would appear at a random place waiting for her, abruptly emerging before her and pretending it was a coincidence. These types of coincidental encounters also frightened her, to the point of fear and trepidation.

Subsequently, there were also her neighbors. Every time she pa.s.sed by, she felt unfriendly gazes from the married women. It turned out that the husband of one of those married women secretly took a picture of her on his cell phone. His wife discovered it one day, which led to a big argument between husband and wife.

From then on, that wife regarded Xin Lian as a thorn in her side, and roped other married women into it too. They spread bad rumors about her, hoping she would experience an unspeakable, bitter suffering. It was obviously not her fault, but she was subjected to these women’s idle gossip. They even involved Cheng Cheng, looking down on him as well.

Even if she didn’t wear makeup, dressed conservatively, and made herself as unremarkable as possible, she would still entice a few men to stick to her.

She didn’t understand, but Zhong Zhen Dong did. He was a man, so he knew what men were thinking. The little white rabbit had a really captivating quality, which attracted the gazes from the men. This was an innate type of charm.