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“Wen…Nuan!”
Di Juehao, gritting his teeth, growled in a low voice, bended down and gave a ferociousbite on Wen Nuan’s red lips.
“Hmm…”
Wen Nuan’s little face crumpled suddenly. She grasped the shirt on Di Juehao’s breast very tightly.
“Crack!”
A b.u.t.ton was torn off rudely from the shirt.
Di Juehao squinted with a threatening look, slid his slender index finger down along Wen Nuan’s white neck and gently rubbed her delicate clavicle, making her mumblelike a little cat. She trembled lightly, bending her body.
“Want it? Eh?”
“Yeah, please…”
You’re acting recklessly!
Di Juehao’s thin lips lifted upwards with a cold, sarcastic look. His index finger gently rubbed Wen Nuan’s warm body outwards from the clavicle, till he touched the edge of her skirt. The skirt was lifted up suddenly.
“Ah…”
All of a sudden, thewhite gauzy skirt was split in half.
Feeling the sudden cool, Wen Nuan was satisfied with a cozy sigh.
Enveloped in dim light, she looked like a fresh, peeled litchi.
Staring at Wen Nuan with a strong, peculiar emotion, Di Juehao recognized how s.e.xy Wen Nuan was for the first time.
He hugged Wen Nuan’s warm body, threw her to the large, luxurious bed and started the s.e.x thing without any mercy…
Morning of the next day.
“Hmm…”
Wakened by the strong sunlight, Wen Nuan squinted her eyes immediately and intended to keep off the sunshine. Instantly, she found her arms too heavy to lift up and felt her body soft, powerlessand painful, as if she had been run over by a heavy truck.
Ah?!
She felt loss of consciousnessfor a second and gradually recovered her memory.
Did I really…sleep with a male prost.i.tutelast night?
Gosh!
Howcould she do such an adventure?
Unbelievable!
Wen Nuan looked around immediately. Luckily, there was no one around!
It would be too awkward if she made an eye-to-eye contact with a strange man in the morning!
Wen Nuan forced herself to sit up and look around, finding clothes scattered everywhere and a mess on the ground and bed.
Wen Nuan, enveloped in a bed sheet, got out of the bed. Her legs were too weak to support her body. As a result, she kneeled down onto the carpet immediately.
He…was so tough last night!
Making a cursein a low voice, Wen Nuan knocked her forehead.
She remembered the cool, handsome, bossy and tough man last night. But his look was vague…
Di Juehao’s face, indifferent and handsome as it was, emerged in front of Wen Nuan.
Bah-bah-bah!
Wen Nuan immediately denied such thought.
Wen Nuan was wondering. The first wish of Di Juehao was to throw her into the Pacific Ocean. How could he come here and have a romantic night with her?
But why did Mr. Macholeave so quickly without any word?
Did he…make a robbery after taking advantage of her?
Wen Nuan suddenly looked to the bedside table, finding her handbag there. She opened it, finding everything there: money, cards, jewelry and even the coins.
So…She had s.e.x with Mr. Macho, but did not…pay!
It’s…so shameful, right?
Witha deep feeling of shame, Wen Nuan took hard steps to the washroom and patted the cheeks hard, sobering herself suddenly.
Seeing her white neck covered by deep and shallowkiss marks, Wen Nuan touched her forehead reluctantly.
Alcohol did nothing good!
Wen Nuan mumbled to herself: “I felt so comfortable last night. But what should I do next?”
“I will be killed if Di Juehao knows it, let alone those two hard nuts in Di Family and Di Juehao’s younger sister!”
“Well, forget it! I must go back at first.”
Wen Nuan did not like blaming others. Now that it already happened, she had to face it with courage!
Wen Nuan tightened the blanket on her body, inched her weak legs towards the room, and squatted down on the carpet, intending to put on her clothes. But she felt awkward immediatelyafter she picked up her skirt.
Wen Nuan complained to herself: “It…is torn into pieces. How can I wear it?”
“Why did the “hourly employee”living on this thing behave so impatiently?”
“Now I see why he sneaked off so quickly even withoutasking for the pay. He did not want to make compensation for my clothes!”
Holding those brokencloth strips, Wen Nuan tried to weep, but failed to shed a tear.
Alas, she had to ask Fang Yu to bring her some clothes.
Wen Nuan picked up her cellphone, finding it power off. She turned it on, finding a lot of missed calls, displayed on the screen, from her best friend Fang Yu.
Before Wen Nuan called Fang Yu, she got a call from Di Juehao’s younger sister.
Wen Nuan had to pick up the phone and heard an anxious voice: “Sister-in-law, why haven’t you returned home yet? My parents are angry. Did you look for my brother for the whole night?”
“Hmm…I went out very late last night to look for him and took a stay in the hotel.”
“I see. You and my brother spent a night in the hotel? Dad, Mom, do you feel relieved now? You will have a grandson!”
“Qingya…”
Di Qingya hung up too quickly to hear Wen Nuan’s explanation.
Wen Nuan felt headache and ma.s.saged her forehead between eyebrows.
Another call came.
Wen Nuan picked it up soon, hearing Fang Yu’s angry, loud voice: “Where the h.e.l.l did you go? You finally answer the call! You have made the headline. Do you know that?”
Wen Nuan moved the phone a little farther and ma.s.saged her ear with a buzzing sound inside: “What did you say?”
“You really don’t know that! You stupid! Check it now!”
Fang Yuhung up and sent some links immediately one by one.
WenNuan clicked one of them, opening her eyes wide immediately, and felt all blood being coagulated.
The thing she was afraid the most really came. Early in the morning, Entertainment Morningheadlined her buying male-prost.i.tuteservices last night!
She banged the table in the bar and yelled at the barman to get her a male prost.i.tute. She was surrounded by a lot of rascally guys and finally chose a tough man. They threw their arms round each other’s shoulder, went into an elevatorand entered a hotel room with a house card…
Wen Nuan’s blurred, drunk face was displayed clearly in each picture. Due to the special shooting angles, even the man’s motion of supporting her up looked very intimate and ambiguous.
Striking headlines were everywhere: Young Mistress of Rich Family Buys Drinks in Nightclub, Newly-married Wife of Mr. Di Has Secret Date with Another Guy, and Night Life of New Wife in Rich Family…
The most exaggerated picture depictedhow Wen Nuan banged the table and yelled. Wen Nuan’s wise saying, in bubble text and black overstriking typeface, was highlighted: “Get me your Top 1 Male Prost.i.tute!”
The processed picture, having won the most clicks on the Internet, was rated as the most popular facial expression in the year!
Wen Nuan, paralyzed as she was, dared not click other links.
Another call came. The endless ringing kept pressing her.
Wen Nuan wanted to turn off her cellphone, but her shivering fingers touched the answer b.u.t.ton by accident.
“Sister-in-law, you’d better come back soon! Brother just came out from the study and looked very unhappy! Besides…”
Di Qingya chocked and felt reluctant to say something.
“I see.”
We Nuan answered in a weak voice. Her cellphone slid down from her hand and fell onto the carpet.
She stretchedout her hands and slowly covered her face.
The ringing kept going. Short messages popped out on the screen: “Pick up the phone! Pick up the phone! Pick up the phone…”
What’s done is done. It’s no use to feel regret!
Wen Nuan wiped her face and picked up her cellphone: “Fang Yu…”
“Wen Nuan, are you OK? Iwarn you. Do not do anything to hurt yourself! I will always stay by your side no matter how serious the thing is! Where are you? I will go for you! Keep the phone on. Don’t hang up on me!”
Wen Nuan smiled bitterly and said: “Fang Yu, don’t judge me as a fragile girl. I’m now in a top-floor room of Addiction Bar. I’ve no idea about the room number. It’s in the corner. Please get me some clothes. I need a high-necked one.”
“OK, I will be there soon! Now everyone says that Di Family and Wen Family will give you troubles. Do not answer any call, except mine. Wait for me. But remember, answer my call. Do not turn off the phone. OK?”
“OK. I’m not that sad, but I cannot stand your chattering. I’m waiting for your clothes. Hurry up!”
Wen Nuan hung up the phone and felt much relieved after hearing Fang Yu’s accusatorychattering. No matter what happened, at least she had a friend always staying by her side determinedly, right?
Wen Nuan set the mute mode and put the phone aside.
While waiting for Fang Yu’s clothes, Wen Nuan took a quick shower in the bathroom.
A few minutes later, Wen Nuan, wrapped in the blanket, went out from the bathroom, with her feet naked. Without any other choice, she had to pick some clothes from those discarded on the floor last night. Fang Yu would get her a coat, but now she must take on those inside.
Wen Nuan went over to pick clothes. Her foot was hurt by something. She immediately moved it away and found a b.u.t.ton there.
Wen Nuan squatteddown and picked up the b.u.t.ton. Her face turned pale, while she was observing it.
As a costume designer, Wen Nuan was naturally sensitive to fabrics, patterns, b.u.t.tons and other detailsof clothing. She had an extraordinary retentive memory towards some special textures or patterns, even if she only saw them for once.
The silver white b.u.t.ton in her hand, which was made of jade, looked simple. Appearing to be white and flawless, it would show shallow, flowing cloud fringes at a certain inclination angle.
With a so exquisite b.u.t.ton, the shirt must be made with very complicated technologies. Such high-end thing could never be made from an a.s.sembly line in a factory workshop. It must be a quant.i.ty-limited hand-made product.
Would a male prost.i.tutewear such a senior customized shirt while giving that service?
She remembered that Di Juehao seemed to have such a shirt.
Suddenly, Wen Nuan’s face turned pale.
She a.s.sociated what happened yesterday and today, recognizing something suddenly. Everything turned out to be clear.