Chapter 56: Reason
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Malan closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around my neck. My hands, filled with excitement, rested on her fragrant shoulders. Before we knew it, we were both standing up, sitting on the platform by the pool. We kissed passionately on the platform by the pool.
I had already moved my hand from Maran's shoulder to her back, tightly holding her in my arms. Maran's breathing became heavier. When my hand touched Maran's chest, she suddenly opened her eyes, recoiling slightly and staring at me, then lowered her head to look at my hand.
Malin's face flushed and then turned pale. She said, "Are you ready? What I want is not a man, but an obedient dog. Once you get into my bed, there's no chance of getting out."
I ignored Malan and pulled her back into my arms, my hands roaming over her body... Malan twisted her waist and pushed me away.
I'm a bit surprised, not knowing what Malan is resisting...
"Why?" I said, taking Maran's hand.
"I can't forget what he did to me that day. I thought I could..." Maran said, almost crying.
When Malan said this, it was as if I had been struck by lightning, my heart trembled involuntarily, and I didn't know how to continue.
"Zhao Fei... no..." Ma Lan hurriedly covered her body!
"What can't you forget?" I asked, somewhat confused.
Malin's face was flushed, and she shyly covered her face with her hands. Her nervousness and quickened heartbeat made it a bit hard to handle.
I can't face Malan, and Malan doesn't dare to look me in the eye. I don't know what exactly she can't face. Suddenly, I remembered something. Could it be that she has a mental block...
I asked, "Ever since you married Fat Pig Zhu, you haven't done it, right..."
Ma Rong looked at me, her short hair messy on her face. She nodded and said, "I have that nightmare every night, dreaming of that ugly and disgusting face of Fat Pig Zhu. Every day I think about what he did to me that night, and I feel scared every time. I'm afraid of men touching me. I know this is my problem. I try to get out of this shadow every day. I tried to seduce men, but when it really comes to it, I realize I
I reached out to touch Malan. She picked up the red wine on the ground and drank it all in one go, crying and filled with hatred. I looked at Malan; although she was bold and seasoned, she also had her own moments of weakness. I didn't know how to comfort her. We had only known each other for a few days, and I had no right to comfort her. The only thing I could do was not to hurt her.
"Use force, it's better than being with Fat Pig Zhu. I don't want to live those hated days anymore. I want to be a normal woman. I want to have a man to hold me to sleep every night..." Malan said nervously.
Malang's words shocked me. I looked at her, and at that moment, Malang's delicate and timid face was as red as an apple, with shallow dimples accompanying her bashful blush, making her look incredibly alluring.
Especially her pair of eyes, which seemed to both want to look at me and be afraid, exuded a strong allure that directly conquered my heart.
When she parted her moist lips, the allure of her resistance surged within me like a tumultuous wave, pushing me into another realm of shock, as if millions of ants were biting at my heart.
I said, "This is an illness, you should see a doctor..."
I don't want to use coercive means, I won't...
Malan looked at me, her eyes a bit helpless. She said, "I've seen the doctor, and he said I need to meet a man who can truly let go. I thought you could be that man, so I tried every possible way to seduce you. Finally, when it came down to it, I realized you couldn't either. Do you know how disheartened I am?"I hate failure, hate..."
I looked at Malan's resentful face, reached out, touched her face, and said, "You're not ready yet, so you can't. When you're ready, we'll try again..."
Malan looked at me, her eyes showing gratitude. I picked up the towel and draped it over her. I didn't feel regret, just relief—relief that I wasn't blinded by lust. I didn't want to become the second Fat Pig Zhu.
"Sis..."
I heard Ma Qing's voice and saw her walking over. She was wearing pajamas, very sexy. She looked at me and said coldly, "You should go back. I have things to discuss with my sister."
Maqing's words were like a command; she didn't even look at me. I stood up, Malan wrapped her scarf tightly, didn't say a word to me, but I understood her meaning. I stood up and left.
"Sis, do you know what you're doing? He's a disaster, can't you see that?"People who are with him are all very unlucky. Fei Zhu, Qian Guang, not a single one of them isn't in turmoil because of him.
I heard Ma Qing's words from behind the screen. I have a good impression of her, but I didn't expect her to think of me this way. I was stunned on the spot. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but this concerns me, so I unconsciously stood there.
"Sister, you don't need to worry about my matters; just take care of yourself," Malan said.
"Sis, I know you've had a tough time these past few years, but you don't have to give up on yourself like this. I know you're unhappy about Dad wanting to hand over the business to me. You can bring it up. In the future, you can be the boss and I'll be the employee..." Ma Qing said.
"You pity me? Thanks, but no need. Everything I, Ma Lan, have ever wanted, I've earned through my own hard work. I don't need your pity..." Ma Lan said angrily.
"Sis, when did our relationship get to this point? I'm doing this for your own good. Zhao Fei is too ambitious and too capable. People like him will stop at nothing to get ahead. He's just using you by getting close to you. Don't be fooled, I have a good eye for people," Ma Qing said earnestly.
"Thank you, but aren't you the same? You worked hard to get your father to hand over the business to you, studying tirelessly, getting into university, and obtaining so many management certificates. Wasn't it all to surpass me? Okay, you did it, I admit it. But please, don't belittle others. The only difference between you and them is that you are the Seventh Master’s daughter. You don't have to show your face or fight for it. I admire everyone who climbs up on their
When I heard Malan's words, my heart felt warm. She is a straightforward person, really straightforward. I didn't need to listen any further; knowing Malan's feelings for me was enough. As for Ma Qing, she is someone who sees through my heart and despises me. For her, I can only keep my distance. Otherwise, if one day she can't stand me, she will do everything she can to ruin me.
I arrived at a guest room in the hot spring resort, which was prepared for me by Ma Lan. At that moment, my phone rang; it was Xuan Ling calling. I answered the phone, and she asked, "When are you coming back? I miss you so much..."
I smiled and said, "At the latest by tomorrow, take good care of my mom. Once I finish things here, I'll head back immediately..."
"Yeah, I saw the news. There was a fierce fight over in Ruili. Don't get into fights, okay? Stay safe, you got it?" Xuan Ling said.
I smiled a little; Xuanling cared about me. This made the humiliation I faced while struggling outside instantly dissipate. I know that no matter who will use me or step on me, Xuanling won't. She will always be a cloud behind me, always smiling at me.
I talked with Xuan Ling for a long time. She told me some things about school, saying that Zeng Hong wasn't causing her any trouble, and that she wanted to introduce a boyfriend to Cheng Na, but was afraid it might be too much...
Talking about these simple things makes me feel very relaxed. Actually, the life I wanted to live was just like this—simple college life. But a sudden change altered my life and killed my simple heart...
My door was opened, and I saw Malan coming in with a bottle of wine. She tilted her head back and took a swig. I hurriedly said goodbye to Xuanling and hung up. She saw me hang up and sat down, saying, "Chatting with your girlfriend? Is she pretty?"
I didn't want to bring up Xuanying, so I just smiled. She said, "What do you think of my sister?"
I said, "Very beautiful..."
"Not only is she beautiful, but she also has grace, right? I know how many men drool over her. Fat Pig Zhu is the same, but he wouldn't dare come again; my dad would kill him, haha. Since childhood, she's always been the one my dad worries the least about. She did exceptionally well in school, was obedient and sensible, but there's one thing that's not so great—she likes to play the saint. Damn it, if she weren't my sister, I would have
I listened to Malan's words and knew she was drunk. I said, "You're drunk..."
"Yeah, I'm drunk, haha, if women don't get drunk, how would men have a chance?""In the evening, I'll give you a chance..." Malan tilted her head back and took another swig of her drink.
I snatched the bottle away and said, "Don't drink anymore..."
She reached out and slapped me, saying, "Damn it, what are you pretending to be a good person for? I know what you're thinking. You want to strip me of my clothes right now, but you don't dare, do you? No, you're just pretending to be a saint. You pity me, don't you? I don't need your pity, come on..."
Malan was slapping me hard, and I endured it, but she was getting crazier. I pushed her down, took a deep breath, and glared at her fiercely. Her face turned fearful, and her body stiffened. I knew she was scared; the shadow of that night still lingered.
I'm not a beast; I won't take advantage of a woman with mental issues. I said, "Close your eyes..."
She was still very resistant, and I shouted, "Shut up..."
She nervously closed her eyes, very scared, as if waiting for a nightmare to come, but I gently lay down, held her in my arms, and sang a song. Malan was right, I wanted that so much, but I had to act like a real mother. I needed her to trust me even more, until one day she would stand up to Ma Qing for me!
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