Chapter 122: Chapter 122 How do you
She rushed to the third floor in one breath, and Xu Qigangâs room door was closed. She stood at the door and knocked forcefully.
On the way, the words âwould rather die than submitâ had scorched her insides with pain. The engagement had been arranged by the Sheng family, but they hadnât forced or offered any bribes. She was aware of her bad reputation back home and had a clear understanding of herself. So when her father wrote to inform her that the Xu family wanted to break off the engagement, although she was upset and didnât want to end it, she eventually agreed.
She wanted to work on her faults from the past, striving through her efforts to improve herself and present a more perfect version to Xu Qigang.
But, if he had already reached the point of âwould rather die than submit,â what was there for her to present? If a person still had a somewhat decent impression of you, even if itâs a bit worse, there is room for redemption, a direction to work towards.
But if a man had reached the point of âwould rather die than submitâ with a woman, wouldnât it be better for her to give up altogether?
No, she couldnât sleep until she got this issue clarified.
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She had to ask Xu Qigang in person, what exactly he was thinking? Why bear the stance of âwould rather die than submitâ and still let everyone misunderstand?
âBang bang bangâŠâ Sheng Ningâs knocks grew louder, causing the wooden door to rumble with the impact.
âIâm coming!â Xu Qigangâs deep voice approached from inside, âTrying to tear down the house or something? Sick of living?!â
Xu Qigang yanked open the door, and Sheng Ningâs hand, which was knocking so hard, swooped down into the air. Her body surged forward, losing control. As the door swung open, she tumbled in along with it.
As the world spun, she crashed unexpectedly into a broad chest. Touching it, the skin was scorching hot, very nice to the touch. She squeezed the hard muscle, solid as a rock, unable to budge it.
âHow is it? Satisfied?â A raspy voice sounded above her head. âHow do you feel about it compared to what you saw on the training ground today, which one do you prefer?â
âSatisfied!â Sheng Ning suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes wide to discover that Xu Qigang hadnât put on a shirt and had come out bare-chested.
Even more embarrassing was that she had lunged into his embrace. And most humiliating of all was that his hands stayed by his sides, clearly maintaining propriety and restraint, while she seemed like someone eager to throw herself at him.
âHa ha haâŠâ Xu Qigang laughed deeply, his chest vibrating slightly. Sheng Ning was lying on his chest, unprepared, and her mouth suddenly printed onto the spot over his heart.
A surge of electric current struck her heart fiercely.
In an instant, Xu Qigangâs pupils contracted. For that split second, they seemed to shift into the vertical pupils of a wild beast.
Sheng Ning was shocked senseless for a long while, staring dumbfounded at the honey-colored eight-pack abs and perfect V-line before her.
Xu Qigangâs hands at his sides clenched into fists then relaxed, repeating several times before his strong self-control ultimately kept his body still.
He was no hoodlum. Though he very much wanted to be one, he was afraid of frightening her.
With his keen awareness, Xu Qigang sharply scanned around and detected Xing Fang sneaking glances this way, spying on them. He used his own strength to whirl Sheng Ning around and flipped his foot to kick the door shut.
âAhâŠâ Even Sheng Ning, as composed as she was, couldnât help but scream, âWhy arenât you wearing any clothes?â
Xu Qigang let go of her and turned to grab a piece of clothing from the rack.
Sheng Ning peeked with open eyes. From the back, Xu Qigangâs broad shoulders and narrow waist drew perfect lines of muscle, making her breathing erratic.
Moreover, there were scars crisscrossing his back, medals of a manâs honor. They were not unsightly at all, instead, they added a touch of rugged charm.