Chapter 12

Bo Anzhi was still standing in the same spot.

His eyes were red, his lips in a pout.

“You’re not leaving with Bo Min? Was it worth it, for me?”

“Hah. I’m just your bit on the side. I’m not worth you abandoning your main man just for a little fun with me.”

“And don’t think that just because you chose me over him, I’ll be eternally grateful.”

I wiped his tears away and explained softly, “It’s all a misunderstanding. Bo Min and I are just friends from college. And you’re not my… other man…”

Bo Anzhi grabbed my hand, his brow furrowed.

“Don’t try to trick me again! I may have amnesia, but I’m not an idiot!”

“You’re my brother’s girlfriend. You fell for me at first sight, couldn’t bear to be apart, and seduced me…”

“Then you used a ‘business trip’ as an excuse to come here for a good time, to play with my body!”

Bo Anzhi had constructed a flawless narrative.

No matter how I tried to explain, he refused to believe me.

Even kissing didn’t work.

I tried to kiss his left cheek, he dodged to the right.

I tried to kiss his right cheek, he dodged to the left.

Finally, I just slapped him on the forehead.

He stopped dodging.

While his brain was rebooting, I pushed him down onto the carpet.

“What are you doing?”

In a few swift moves, I had his shirt off.

His porcelain-white skin against the burgundy carpet was quite a sight.

I licked my lips, feeling ravenous.

Looking at Bo Anzhi’s dazed expression, I squeezed his cheeks, kneading them firmly.

“Isn’t the answer obvious?”

If I couldn’t explain my way to innocence, I might as well get a little dirtier.

At first, Bo Anzhi was still muttering about being the “other man,” a “kept lover,” and “having no status.”

But soon after, he flipped me over and pinned me beneath him.

He worked like an old ox plowing a field, with incredible vigor.

Between sobs, he murmured, “I never knew something so wonderful could exist in this world…”