Noble Marriage
Chapter 121: He fiercely bit her lips.

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: He fiercely bit her lips.

Having slept for a while, Xinlan woke up to find it was afternoon and she felt a bit hungry, but she endured it and got up to play video games.

Inside the computer Rong Shaoze had given her, there were other games besides the one she was playing.

Since she had nothing else to do, playing games seemed like a good idea.

She played continuously until nine in the evening, when she was so famished that she could no longer continue. She shut down the computer and decided to sleep instead, reasoning that as long as she could get through the next day, she would be able to eat.

She took her pajamas and went to the bathroom to shower, but when she turned on the tap, not a single drop of water came out.

Was there a water outage?

She seemed to remember Lao Gu mentioning that the villa had a special water storage tank, which could supply water for three days even during an outage.

How could it suddenly run out of water?

Oh well, if there’s no water, there’s no water—it’s not like not showering for one day could kill a person.

Xinlan returned to her bedroom and was startled to find Rong Shaoze lying on her bed.

"When did you come in?" she asked, displeased.

"Could you knock on the door before entering next time? Rong Shaoze, do you have any manners at all?"

The man lifted his lips into a slight malicious smile and replied coldly, "This is my house. I can come and go as I please. Do I need to get your permission to enter?"

"You..." She couldn’t reason with him no matter what she said; he was the most irrational person around.

"What are you doing here now? It’s late, I need to sleep, please go back to your own room."

"I am in my room," he stated.

"..."

Xinlan didn’t want to speak to him anymore; her plan was to grab a blanket and go downstairs to the living room to sleep.

Rong Shaoze could tell what she intended to do. He quickly sprang up and forcefully shut the wardrobe, causing a loud bang and nearly catching her fingers in the process!

Xinlan’s hand froze in place, her heart suddenly pounding faster, and rage burst forth from her.

"Rong Shaoze, what on earth are you trying to do?!"

She yelled at him furiously. If she could have beaten him, she would have without doubt given him a good thrashing first.

The man’s face was also not looking great, and without saying anything, he suddenly pushed her onto the bed, his body following, silencing her mouth and suppressing her struggles.

A deep sense of humiliation grew inside her. From him, she had received nothing but pain, time and time again, whether physical or emotional.

She hated him, truly, truly hated him.

In the past, she had hidden her hatred for him well, not easily letting it show.

But tonight, she made no attempt to mask the loathing in her eyes.

The man sneered as he met her gaze, his mouth curling into a sinister smile, "Go ahead and hate, I don’t mind you hating me more!"

Yes, he didn’t care about other people’s hatred. He was aloof, arrogant, and disdainful of everything.

To him, others’ hatred was less significant than a fart...