She bumped into a mysterious man while she was on the run. He turned out to be the incredibly wealthy, powerful, and ruthless man who tended to avoid getting into relationships with women. He was requested to take responsibility, but she was the one who regretted it in the end. Unable to take it anymore, she muttered, “I take back what I said. You are free. I’m done.” He sat beside her bed, pulled her into his embrace, and said gently, “Oh, you must be mistaken. Shouldn’t you be responsible for me?” She could not retort.
Chapter 1 I Am Counting On Your Unhappy Life
Your husband and I are in room 1108 of Shangri-La, doing what we love to do. Bai Rong, why won’t you just get a divorce? Are you that cheap? You couldn’t keep his body nor his heart.
Bai Rong stood in front of room 1108 with an indifferent expression as she looked at the text message on her phone.
Her long eyelashes covered the darkness in her eyes as she showed no emotion.
The sound of the door opening could be heard.
Su Xuyan came out with his arms wrapped around his charming assistant.
He paused as he saw Bai Rong, and then smiled at her, “Did you come to catch me cheating again? Why don’t you come in? It’s so hot outside. Aren’t you tired from standing?”
Bai Rong looked at him indifferently, “I didn’t want to spoil your fun. It would be awful if you couldn’t erect after seeing me. But is your disease cured already?”
Su Xuyan had a dull expression when he heard her curse, “Bai Rong, you were the one who was unclean. Why are you being so sarcastic now?”
Bai Rong laughed, feeling her tears would flow out anytime.
Three years ago, his ex-girlfriend kidnapped her.
While she tried to escape, her virginity was taken by a masked man.
At the same time, she watched as Su Xuyan’s car stopped nearby. He was having sex with a woman in the car, and that woman was the kidnapper.
She felt her heart being stabbed with a knife as she watched the car shake wildly.
She could even tell the timing of each thrust from it.
She didn’t know how she had come over that day, and could still feel the pain whenever she thought about it.
“I’m sorry if it makes you feel uncomfortable. I’m used to being sarcastic like this.” Bai Rong raised her chin lazily.
Su Xuyan had a cold look in his eyes, “What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’re just here to spoil my fun?”
“I’m afraid you’re right. Your intuition has always been spot on.” Bai Rong smiled calmly.
“Piss off!” Su Xuyan said angrily.
Bai Rong retrieved a document from her bag and handed it to Su Xuyan.
Su Xuyan did not take it and asked her cautiously, “What is this?”
“About her.” Bai Rong glanced at Su Xuyan’s assistant.
“What about me?” The assistant wrapped her arms around Su Xuyan’s.
She had heard that Bai Rong was his wife, who was never favored by the man at all.
In fact, Su Xuyan seemed to be disgusted by her today.
So she had nothing to fear.
Bai Rong waved the document in her hand, “You’re the infamous filthy secretary of Su City. Eighty percent of the wealthy businessmen in Su City have slept with you, and one of them was diagnosed with AIDS last month.”
The secretary’s face went deathly pale.
Bai Rong then turned to look at Su Xuyan, “You did use condom, right? If not, I know a doctor. Would you like me to introduce him to you?”
Su Xuyan took the document from Bai Rong, narrowed his eyes and shot her a fierce look as he threw it at her face, “You always have a way of making people unhappy.”
Bai Rong stood straight.
When the paper hit her on the face, it hurt more than she expected.
She sneered, “You know me. I’m counting on you to spend the rest of your life unhappy.”
“Then for me to be happy, I must do something that makes you even more unhappy. I won’t go home today, so you don’t have to wait for me.” Su Xuyan said angrily.
He turned around and walked towards the elevator.
Bai Rong just stood there with an indifferent look on her face.
She knew what he meant when he said not to wait for him.
He would be spending the night at another woman’s place, getting their scent on him.
Ever since she lost her virginity, he had never touched her again.
In his eyes, she was no better than a filthy secretary.
A mist gradually formed in her cold eyes.
