Chapter 139: It Hurts So Much

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What do you think you are, a ball of yarn?
No matter how domineering you are, I won’t listen to you. If you have the guts, come and eat me up!
Tears fell drop by drop...
The faucet was still turned on full blast, splashing water everywhere. The tears mingled with the splashes, unnoticed by Zhan Su.
Seeing her bowing her head motionless for a long time and still angry, since she wouldn’t wash herself, he would continue to help her.
Since it was his medicine, it had to be kept clean.
He pulled her closer and noticed that Shi Qingqing was already sobbing.
Zhan Su’s figure froze, and inexplicably, something hard and cold in his heart began to thaw and crumble.
His face remained as cold as ice, but his ink-black eyes flickered with a fleeting softness.
“What’s there to cry about?”
Shi Qingqing pointed to her reddened arm and then to the large bump on her head, lamenting, “Here, here both hurt. Am I not even allowed to cry?”
Half of Zhan Su’s face was hidden in the shadow cast by the overhead light, making it hard to see clearly, but the icy aura around him lessened considerably.
He muttered, “I can’t stand other people’s scent.”

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Shi Qingqing was furious. “I can’t stand someone like you! You’re a germaphobe, fine, but why drag me into it? I’m just an employee hired on schedule, not your girlfriend. Why should I tolerate your flaws?”
Zhan Su’s eyes darkened instantly.
He pulled her sharply, his strength too great, causing Shi Qingqing to bump into his chest.
“Shi Qingqing, that’s not how you should speak to me! If you provoke me, you won’t have a good ending!” Zhan Su’s gaze was like venom from a snake, coldly sliding over her face, sending a shiver deep into her soul.
Shi Qingqing steeled herself; she was not afraid of him.
She was not afraid...
He can’t really eat me, can he?
This is a society governed by law...
Yes, I’ll keep defying him!
Given that Shi Qingqing’s height only reached Zhan Su’s chin, her forehead hit his chin right on the bump he had just gotten...
The pain made her grimace, but she pressed on, “This is my attitude. So what? Just because you treat others badly doesn’t mean others can’t treat you badly in return.”
She had even felt a little grateful earlier when he helped her out, saving her from a scolding by her uncle.
Zhan Su’s face was as cold as ice. He cupped her chin with his hand, his gaze sharp as a blade. “Who was the one sucking up to me yesterday and even took me to the supermarket? And now you’re so cold and angry at me. Is it because you heard I have a fiancée and you’re jealous?”

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Shi Qingqing choked, a suspicious blush creeping up her ears.
“Handsome Zhan, you’re overthinking. I don’t even know how to spell jealousy. I just find being with you exhausting. You’re so self-righteous, completely ignoring others’ feelings, doing whatever you want, with a bad temper and a nasty attitude. I just don’t like it...”
Zhan Su nodded. “Hmm, I’ll give you courage. Say that again.”
His hand gripped the side of her neck; with a little force, it would be easy to crush a person.
Shi Qingqing covered the bump on her head. “Ouch, my head suddenly hurts so much, really hurts...”
Life is like a play, all about the acting.
Tears welled up again and flowed out in a torrent, bringing back the pitiful little white rabbit image.
Zhan Su looked down at this stubborn, irrational woman who had repeatedly challenged his authority—the urge to just strangle her was strong.
Yet, his hand lacked the strength to do it.