Chapter 140: I'm No Longer Pure...

Gu Zhenzhi’s expression shifted entirely.

His fists gradually tightened. His eyes were filled with nothing but shock. Fragmented images surfaced in his mind. He remembered being in the bathroom, feeling a complex mix of emotions and a stifling irritation in his heart, so he had sought out a bottle of wine to dispel the restlessness.

Before he had even finished showering, Ruan Cha had rushed in, worried about him, even helping him wipe his neck. Later, back in the bedroom, she had tended to his wounds. Everything after that was a complete blank; he could not recall a single thing. As for when Ruan Cha had ended up on his bed, or why she was wearing only a thin camisole, he could not remember the slightest detail.

Gu Zhenzhi curled his pale, cold fingers, pressing them against his throbbing temples. Once his senses had sufficiently recovered, he retrieved a bath towel from the foot of the bed, tied it methodically around his waist, and then strode with his long, straight legs toward the bathroom.

When Gu Zhenzhi emerged, he had washed his face and brushed his teeth, looking refreshed and clean.

Just as he opened the bathroom door, he heard the faint sound of sobbing coming from under the quilt on the bed. Gu Zhenzhi’s gaze sharpened. He quickened his pace toward the bed.

A few steps in, hearing the sound of footsteps, Ruan Cha—who had been sobbing softly—ceased her whimpering. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, leaving only her messy, ruffled little head exposed. Her long hair was disheveled. Her beautiful, large eyes were red-rimmed, with crystal-clear tears still clinging to the corners.

As Ruan Cha turned and saw Gu Zhenzhi, now neatly groomed and composed, she tightened her grip on the edge of the quilt. Before he could speak, she began to wail, "Boo-hoo-hoo, I’m no longer pure..."

Gu Zhenzhi’s eye twitched slightly. He pressed his thin lips together, just about to speak, when he heard the girl’s aggrieved voice again. "Gu Zhenzhi, I never imagined that when you were drunk, you would be such a beast. You kept saying you didn’t like me, yet look at what happened... you took advantage of me while drunk... have you even considered my feelings? Boo-hoo-hoo..."

The girl’s voice was wretched, her eyes shimmering with moisture, as if she had suffered an immense grievance. Gu Zhenzhi remained silent, his lips pressed into a firm line.

He drew closer to Ruan Cha on the bed. Once he was right beside it, he leaned over, bracing his hands on either side of her petite frame. His ink-black eyes were intense. "In that case, why don’t you tell me in detail exactly how I was such a 'beast' yesterday?"

The moment Ruan Cha heard this, her eyes widened in shock, like a startled little rabbit. "Gu Zhenzhi! You actually..."

Her breathing grew shallow. After the initial shock, her performance shifted seamlessly into one of utter horror. "You’re actually asking me to describe the process of being violated? Are you even human? How could you treat me like this? My poor heart can’t take it, why would you do this to me!!!"

"You sound so convincing, I’m almost tempted to believe you," Gu Zhenzhi sneered, standing up straight with a rigid posture.

Hearing his cold laugh, Ruan Cha looked up in surprise and saw that Gu Zhenzhi clearly did not believe her.

"I think I have a better idea of what I’m like when I’m drunk than you do."

The man’s ink-black eyes were cool and detached. Ruan Cha felt a pang of guilt under his gaze, but the moment she remembered how Gu Zhenzhi had actively kissed her yesterday, only to be so heartlessly exposed by him now, she felt extremely annoyed.

She sprang up from the quilt, hooked her arms around Gu Zhenzhi’s neck, and pouted angrily, "Gu Zhenzhi! You did kiss me yesterday! You did! And you even asked me so provocatively if I knew how to kiss—how can you just forget it now?!"