CHAPTER 463: CHAPTER 463: CHERISHING FRAGRANCE AND ESTEEMING JADE

Gu Juan only realized something was wrong after she and Zhou Ting separated following his outburst.

Her mind became a little clearer.

"What’s wrong?" Her voice carried a hint of laziness and charm mixed with the hoarseness from shouting earlier.

"Someone’s here." Zhou Ting got off the bed calmly, and then, right in front of Zheng Peng, he methodically put on his clothes.

He had planned for this moment for so long, just to let Zheng Peng see it.

"What? Still want more?" Zhou Ting looked at Gu Juan, who was lying lazily on the bed with her eyes closed, and said with a smile, "Too bad, someone’s here."

It was only then that the exhausted Gu Juan realized what he had said.

Someone’s here?

Just now, she vaguely seemed to hear the sound of someone kicking the door.

She thought it was someone next door. With Zhou Ting’s capabilities, who would dare to kick down his door? That would be asking for death.

"Who?" She suddenly sat up from the bed and grabbed the blanket to cover herself. Just a moment ago she felt hot, but now she felt a bit cold.

"Me." Zheng Peng’s face was as dark as it could get.

How long had this woman been doing this, that she still hadn’t noticed him, her gaze entirely fixed on Zhou Ting?

How blind had he been to think she loved him?

Why did that voice sound so much like Zheng Peng?

Gu Juan trembled as she looked up at the person standing at the bedroom door.

Why... why was he here?

"Zheng Peng, you... why are you... Zheng Peng, let me explain." Gu Juan frantically got out of bed, trying to grab Zheng Peng’s hand, but he shook her off with disgust, "Don’t touch me with your filthy hands."

His voice was colder than ever before.

"It’s not like that, Zheng Peng, listen to me." Gu Juan shook her head, crying.

Zhou Ting was leaving tomorrow and would never return to the Capital City, so the only one she could cling to was Zheng Peng.

"I don’t know how it turned out like this, he said he was leaving tomorrow and wanted to treat me to a meal." Gu Juan frantically tried to grab Zheng Peng’s arm, but he kicked her hard.

"You don’t know?" Seeing Gu Juan’s exposed skin, covered with marks left by Zhou Ting, Zheng Peng’s eyes turned red with rage, and he grabbed Gu Juan’s cheeks, looking at her lips that were swollen from endless kissing.

"Bitch." He slapped Gu Juan across the face.

"I’m sorry, Zheng Peng, just forgive me this once." Zheng Peng put all his strength into that slap, causing Gu Juan’s face to swell instantly.

"Tsk tsk... Zheng Peng, you really have no tenderness for women, do you?" Zhou Ting leisurely lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "Back then when you took my woman, I didn’t say anything."

"Shut the fuck up," Zheng Peng shouted, "When did I ever take your woman? When were you ever together?"

Seeing Zhou Ting’s expression as if he were watching a good show, Zheng Peng was burning with anger and pushed aside Gu Juan, charging toward Zhou Ting. Although Zhou Ting was smoking, he was clearly on guard all the while.

He wouldn’t let him get beaten so easily.

"Isn’t it just a woman? She gave her first time to you, and I didn’t say anything." Zhou Ting blocked Zheng Peng’s hand and said, "What more do you want?"

What do you mean her first time was given to him?

Damn it, when did he ever want her first time?

Zheng Peng turned his head to look at Gu Juan, who was trembling, unsure if from cold or fear, "What does he mean by that?"