Chapter 40: Lesson
Chapter 40: Lesson
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"You… seriously crossed the line here!" Changqing snapped at him.
Before this, she never once thought that the man who was right in front of her very eyes would ever become so foreign to her. She was so furious that her entire body started trembling, and in the heat of the moment, she blurted out, "We’re merely associates in a sham wedding. What I do has nothing to do with you!"
"A sham wedding?" Song Chuyi flew into a rage that was so vicious that he started laughing. He clutched Changqing’s shoulder tightly with his hand and said, "It’s written clearly in black and white that the terms of our marriage are legally binding in the marriage certificate. Did you think our marriage was fake just because we didn’t fulfill the obligations of a husband and wife?"
Changqing’s shoulder suffered a stinging pain because of Song Chuyi’s grip. She was full of grievances and was so angry that she was about to cry out loud. "At that time, before we were going to sign the marriage certificate, we already clearly discussed that the only reason we were getting married was because of the pursuit of our own individual interests."
"It seems that after you met Fu Yu, you got anxious about trying to disassociate yourself from me." Song Chuyi produced a hoarse laugh from his throat. His laughter was like the ringing of a muffled thunderstorm, and he was exuding an immense air of danger around him..
"I’m not…" Changqing stuttered. She was getting a little afraid of his current state.
Song Chuyi had always been cold to her since their first encounter, but at the same time, he treated her well too.
"Do you even still remember the things I told you last night? I told you to keep your distance from Fu Yu. You apparently ignored me, and my words fell on deaf ears instead," Song Chuyi said as he gripped the other side of Changqing’s shoulder with his other hand as well.
Changqing completely panicked as she was held firmly in place by Song Chuyi. She recalled him mentioning last night that he would teach her a
"I’m teaching you a lesson; I’m a man of my word," Song Chuyi replied, his cold face suddenly amplified through Changqing’s pupils.
A touch that was scalding hot yet bore a soft sensation at the same time was glued to her lips.
She struggled to push him away using her strength, but she was too skinny, and it was impossible for her to defeat a man who was taller than her by an entire head. Far from defeating him, her entire body was further pulled closer into his embrace.
She tried to dodge, but his lips followed hers closely everywhere she went. In the end, seeing that she kept moving around, a hand was used to hold her in place by the chin, and following that, a flavor belonging to a man’s invaded her entire being completely.
She tasted a mint flavor that was totally different from hers.
Changqing struggled intensely to break free because of her fear, but he was exceptional at overwhelming her and holding her face fixed in place.
Throughout all that shoving and pushing, Changqing was pushed up against the cabinet by him. The corners of her eyes were oozing with tears and her face was covered with wet stains.
"You’re crying because the one who kissed you was me, but I wonder what your response would be if Fu Yu was the one kissing you?" Song Chuyi scoffed.
Her tears didn’t evoke any sort of sympathy in Song Chuyi. On the contrary, it angered him even more.
He didn’t understand why the women in his life would always end up tangled in a relationship with Fu Yu one after another. Previously, Guan Ying cuckolded him, and now, Changqing was doing the same thing to him too.
He glanced at the clock on the wall and observed that the kiss only lasted a little more than a minute.
Then shifting his gaze back at her and looking at her state where she was eagerly gasping for air, he couldn’t help but ask her: "Do you not even know how to change breaths?"
"It was my first kiss, you scumbag," Changqing scolded him.
Song Chuyi was briefly stunned when he heard her reply, and during that period of time, Changqing landed several blows on him. The more she thought about it, the more she was outraged about the entire incident. A man forced a kiss on her, and in the end, paradoxically, she got ridiculed by him about not knowing how to alter her breaths during the kiss. Her tears surged out rapidly and it wasn’t long before her makeup was smeared because of her tears and the lipstick on her lips was gone from Song Chuyi’s kiss.
At that moment in time, the young lady was the exact definition of the word "delicate."
Song Chuyi calmed down and immediately passed her a handkerchief for her to wipe her tears.
"Who would ever want your stinking handkerchief?!" Changqing shouted and snatched it away from his hand before throwing it to the ground angrily.
That was how women behaved. The more you coaxed them, the angrier they would get.
"You can’t blame me for this." Song Chuyi tried to shift the blame away. He didn’t know much about coaxing women, and his head hurt. "It’s simply crushing to my self-esteem when some other man invests in my girl’s career."