Chapter 118: The Dominatrix Slapped!

A strange silence spread throughout the office, with Qin Yun still gripping the corner of Fang Zhou’s shirt.

For some reason, Fang Zhou’s heart suddenly tightened. Being stared at by Qin Yun’s dark, piercing eyes made everything feel dangerous.

“Listen to me, we…”

Fang Zhou tried to explain, but halfway through, he realized that the truth would eventually come out. Would saying too much now only make Qin Yun angrier later?

Would her revenge be even fiercer?

“Hmm? Say what? Go on, speak up.”

Qin Yun slowly began to smile, looking very gentle but with an inexplicable sense of danger.

These two contrasting traits made her appear very contradictory.

“Are you trying to say you two are just ordinary friends?”

Qin Yun moved closer to Fang Zhou, becoming even more tender in her demeanor.

She gave Fang Zhou the illusion that as long as he explained things well, she would believe him.

“We were just classmates before, just acquaintances.”

In the end, Fang Zhou forced himself to say it.

No matter what, the first lie had already been told, so he might as well get through today.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Qin Yun suddenly slapped him across the face.

“Slap!”

The slap was solid; Fang Zhou had no chance to dodge.

Since becoming a volunteer doctor in the mountains, she seldom wore tight dresses or high heels.

She usually wore loose sports clothes or a vest with a sun-protective jacket.

After slapping Fang Zhou, she even pulled a separately wrapped wet wipe from her sun-protective jacket and slowly began to clean her hand.

“Are you crazy?”

Fang Zhou was inexplicably slapped, his face stinging with pain, and his anger flared up instantly.

“This slap is for Chu Xinran.”

“Poor her, dating you, and you don’t even have the courage to admit it.”

Qin Yun leisurely wiped her hand, as if she had touched something she shouldn’t have.

Fang Zhou was at a loss. He thought Qin Yun couldn’t see through him.

Damn, never underestimate this wicked woman!

Her psychological manipulation was spot on.

Having just been slapped, Fang Zhou’s anger was extinguished by her words, replaced with inexplicable guilt and a sense of shame.

Indeed, it was not manly at all.

After all, Chu Xinran had been with him for so long…

“I…”

Fang Zhou covered his face, falling silent.

Damn, she made too much sense. He really seemed to be in the wrong.

Seeing him fall silent, Qin Yun turned to tidy her desk, throwing some trash into the bin and glancing at the sleeping Chu Xinran.

Her eyelashes were already trembling, indicating she was about to wake up.

Having slapped Fang Zhou, Qin Yun’s anger and disappointment were mostly vented. She thought, there’s a long way to go.

For today, let’s end it here.

After all, she had given him a gift.

She smiled lightly, gave Fang Zhou a meaningful look, and left him with a parting remark.

“The matter of ex-girlfriends, I will slowly settle with you in the future. Remember that well.”

With that, Qin Yun picked up her belongings and left the office without looking back.

Fang Zhou was left baffled by the slap.

Settle accounts? What accounts? They had nothing to do with each other anymore, so why settle accounts?

Reflecting on his initial denial, which only earned him a slap.

Fang Zhou realized something was off.

He was trying to protect himself and Chu Xinran!

What did he do wrong?

Damn, this wicked woman was truly terrifying.

Qin Yun always tried to pull Fang Zhou away from the normal world, making him only interact with her, excluding everyone else.

Such strong control and possessiveness, who could stand it?

This only strengthened Fang Zhou’s resolve to leave after finishing the dating show, never to encounter Qin Yun again.

One lesson was enough.

While Fang Zhou was lost in thought, Chu Xinran woke up.

“Ugh, my hand is numb.”

She straightened up from the table, lifting her hand and shaking it in the air.

It must have gone numb from being pressed under her.

Huh? Wasn’t she talking to Qin Yun just now? How did she suddenly fall asleep?

As her thoughts returned, Chu Xinran looked around and didn’t see Qin Yun. Instead, she found Fang Zhou.

“What are you doing here?”

Chu Xinran found it strange. Hadn’t he left long ago?

Fang Zhou forced a smile, grabbed a notebook from his seat, and said, “I came to get something. I’m leaving now.”

With that, he tried to leave the office.

He couldn’t be alone with Chu Xinran; this woman was too seductive.

Fang Zhou feared he might lose control again.

Chu Xinran picked up her phone to check the time and see how long she had slept.

But when she unlocked her phone, she froze.

Where was her screensaver?

Why had it reverted to the default?

“Stop.”

Chu Xinran called out to Fang Zhou, who had reached the door. Her eyes misted, and she looked at him angrily, “Did you touch my phone?”

Fang Zhou was bewildered, “I didn’t.”

Who touched her phone? He hadn’t even approached her side since entering.

Chu Xinran held up her phone, showing him the interface and display.

“Then why is my screensaver photo gone?”

Fang Zhou found it even stranger. How would he know why her screensaver photo was gone?

“I don’t know.”

He shrugged innocently, feeling utterly confused.

Chu Xinran pouted, looking utterly wronged, evoking sympathy.

“That was a photo of us together, taken at your graduation.”

“I checked just now; it’s not even in the recently deleted folder.”

If Fang Zhou didn’t delete it, who did?

Qin Yun? But why would Qin Yun delete a photo of her and Fang Zhou?

It’s just a photo, right? Why would she go that far?

So, Chu Xinran thought Fang Zhou was more likely to have done it, given how resolutely he had rejected her.

Fang Zhou was surprised she kept that photo for so long.

It’s been two or three years, and she still used it as a screensaver. That was even more surprising.

He scratched his head, feeling a bit awkward, and said, “Maybe it’s a system bug. If it’s gone, it’s gone.”

After all, it’s in the past. A photo doesn’t mean much.

But what he didn’t care about was a treasure to Chu Xinran.

Feeling wronged, her head drooped, and tears started falling onto her clothes.

That was their beautiful memory. How could he say that…

Did she mean so little to him that she couldn’t even appear in his memory for a few more seconds?

If that’s the case, what’s the point of living…