Chapter 1380 - 1377: Exhausted Her Heart

Chapter 1380: Chapter 1377: Exhausted Her Heart

She exhausted her heart, her body, her love... Is it just another void?

Why...

Zi Ruoxi’s tumultuous emotions rose like a raging tide, causing a wave. Qing Chen’s face was also shrouded in layers of dark clouds.

Instantly, her expression also provoked great dissatisfaction and anger from the other party.

"Why do you act so aloof, do you know that it’s precisely your melancholic, innocent, pitiful look that drives those damn men crazy with love!" Han Fei said sharply, without caring about her own image or the other’s feelings, driven by burning jealousy, feeling so distraught that she couldn’t help but speak. Then, she became even more reckless, her words astonishing, "Just to get you, they resort to all kinds of dirty and despicable means. I’m afraid there’s nothing more shameless than this rotten affair in the world."

As soon as her words fell, Han Feifei immediately felt a loss for words, but soon her heart skipped a beat, and the Devil’s thoughts took over. She came today to vent her fury. What was there to fear? Ha! She was going to make this woman embarrassed, uncomfortable. The more embarrassed and troubled the other was, the happier and more delighted she became!

To Zi Ruoxi’s ears, it felt utterly unpleasant. She didn’t know where she went wrong for this woman to use such heartless language to attack her. But thinking about what was said afterwards, she sensed something was amiss. Although it was darkly hinted at, it was already quite clear, yet...

Zi Ruoxi’s expression was dazed.

"Miss Han, don’t make baseless accusations!" Zi Ruoxi’s voice was calm, but her heart trembled. That deep emotion seemed to crack open a fissure invisibly. A drop of blood seeped from her heart.

"Hehe... haha..." The other party giggled, almost laughing tears out. After stopping her laughter, she scornfully eyed her, mocking, "You really love him! It’s not obvious, not obvious at all! Qiao Junlie’s methods are too clever. That ’hero saving the beauty’ scene actually moved you so much! Tsk tsk tsk..." the other said impudently.

"Hero saving the beauty"?!

Why, why did she say "hero saving the beauty," does it mean...

Suddenly, Zi Ruoxi’s heart trembled violently, but she still tried to remain calm. No, she couldn’t let this woman look down on her. The wound in her heart was more apparent, so painfully obvious, no matter how well she concealed it, it couldn’t cover the inner fear.

Abruptly, she felt scared; she truly became terrified. On this sunny morning, she suddenly felt a chill, an inexplicable coolness creeping over her.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zi Ruoxi stubbornly argued, but her forcibly maintained exterior couldn’t hide her powerlessness, her pallor. The confusion that faintly lingered in her heart was gradually growing, now slowly forming an answer! She feared, she really feared, that man with a demon-like angel face, who was he really? Or was he simply—the Devil... and always had been, never changed...

Looking at the other’s vast and weak expression, Han Feifei felt a sense of satisfaction, her heart was extremely joyful, it was as if she had vented her pain onto this woman. But this wasn’t enough; she wanted to slowly torment this woman, to slowly watch her in a state beyond misery. Han Feifei’s perverse idea made her increasingly lose control.

"Hehe, I’m not talking nonsense, everything I said is the truth." Han Feifei continued with an unapologetic tone, further exposing the hidden truth, "Do you really think that night when you encountered ***, he was coincidentally at just that spot, arriving just in time to save you? Hmm?" After speaking, she ignored the other’s immediate change in expression, continuing to attack her until breaking her completely, "Designer An, don’t be too naive, okay! You can design, but you never thought you’d be designed by someone else, huh? Hahaha..." After speaking, Han Feifei was deeply meaningful in her mockery, "Did you feel so moved that night, you couldn’t wait to get on his bed?! Hmm? Hehehe..."

Ah—

As if struck by thunder, the description of the lightning was not an exaggeration. She only heard the first part of what was said, the latter wasn’t clear at all, and Zi Ruoxi suddenly felt the sky spinning, her hand quickly grasping the corner of the table to barely support her body.

He, he, he...

He actually instructed others to *** her?!

No wonder everything was fine normally, but that night she encountered that group of thugs; no wonder when she screamed for help, no one stopped them; no wonder at the moment when she was sinking into despair, he appeared; no wonder it was him accurately, and not someone else, not anyone... Turns out, it was all a conspiracy, a meticulously planned trap!

Despicable! Shameless! Vulgar! Dirty!

He, he, he, what’s the difference between him and those who want to *** her?! No, there’s absolutely no difference!

The shock in her heart was unparalleled. The overwhelming disparity made her stomach ache immediately. It was her old problem, but recently her stomach seldom hurt. But now, this cruel, heartless reality had nearly destroyed her!

This ugly man! Wearing a disgusting mask! Deceiving her for so long... for so long...

The surge of feelings attacked her stomach, a torrent of painful bitterness wracked her, leaving traces on her stunningly beautiful face.

Zi Ruoxi hurriedly approached the table, opened a drawer, and found some medication, her trembling fingers fumbled several pills, picked up the cup of water on the table, raised her head, and swallowed them along with the pills in one go.

...

Han Feifei simply watched the other’s actions coldly, without arousing any sympathy or compassion.

"What’s wrong, you can’t bear it already? Huh!" Han Feifei said disdainfully, twisting her snake-like waist, gently moving on the sofa.

After a while, Zi Ruoxi turned back, her sharp gaze filled with sorrow and anger. Her heart felt very uneasy. She hadn’t expected her to know everything.

"Tell me, how do you know what happened that night." Zi Ruoxi’s voice was low, uttering each word with resentment, yet her breath was weak. Indeed, it’s a point of doubt, but what’s strange about this? This woman must have a close relationship with Qiao Junlie to know everything about him, right? Sadly, pitiful is her own self...

Up till now, she was still like a fool, falling into his trap.

After hearing Zi Ruoxi’s question, Han Feifei suddenly wanted to retaliate against her brutally.