Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It

Chapter 415 - 414: "Are You Blaming Me?

"...Zhou Mochen," Xu Su said softly, her head bowed, suddenly calling his name. "A man just touched my leg. He also tried to lift my skirt."

Zhou Mochen’s jaw tightened. He suppressed a sudden surge of violent anger and said gently, "This isn’t your fault..."

"Two others pinched my face."

"...Okay." Zhou Mochen’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. The murderous intent in his eyes was impossible to contain. He said patiently, "What else did they do? Tell me. I’ll get revenge for you."

"They said it was all my fault, that I was too beautiful and came to the construction site to deliberately tempt them into committing a crime."

"Bullshit!" Zhou Mochen snapped, but then, afraid he had scared her, his voice quickly softened. "I wasn’t talking about you..."

"They also said they wanted to be my men. That if they took good care of me, I wouldn’t want to leave."

"..." Zhou Mochen’s jaw was clenched so tight his teeth were grinding...

Like a small child tattling to a parent, Xu Su added in a rush, "They were also planning to take naked pictures of me to use as blackmail. They thought I wouldn’t dare report them then."

"One of them also tried to slap me, but I dodged."

"If you’d been any later, they would have dragged me into one of the sheds."

"Zhou Mochen, did you hear me calling for you?" As she spoke, Xu Su’s hands clenched into fists, and she finally looked up at him. "I called for you for so long. I even used a megaphone. Did you hear me?"

Her eyes were filled with grievance and lingering fear. Hearing her detailed account, the murderous rage on Zhou Mochen’s face froze for an instant, replaced by a wave of empathetic heartache.

"I heard you. I heard you." Zhou Mochen held her tight, his voice choked with emotion. "I deserve to die. I was too late. It’s all my fault. Don’t be scared. Don’t be scared. I’m sorry, don’t be scared."

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice grew quieter and quieter. He hated himself for not arriving the very first instant, for letting her suffer such humiliation for nothing.

’Those men... he wouldn’t let a single one of them go...’

’Not a single one!’

’He would teach them the meaning of regret, of transgression, of despair.’

Xu Su didn’t say anything.

’How could she not be scared? She was scared to death.’

’For once, she’d let love cloud her judgment. She’d come to surprise him after their fight, to try and cheer him up, only to nearly get dragged into a shed in broad daylight and gang-raped by a few men...’

’If he had shown up even thirty seconds later, she probably would have died there today.’

Xu Su pried his hands off her waist. "I don’t want to sit on you. Let me down."

She was misdirecting her anger, lashing out with a rage born from terror, completely unreasonable.

But even someone as brilliant as Zhou Mochen couldn’t guess what was going through Xu Su’s mind at that moment. He couldn’t bear to let her go, and even tightened his grip.

He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, swallowed all his emotions, and asked softly, "Why did you come here all by yourself? Who told you I was here? Why didn’t you call me beforehand?"

Xu Su lowered her gaze. "Are you blaming me?"

"That’s not what I meant,"

Zhou Mochen sensed something was wrong with her mood. He took her hand and kissed it. "I’m just scared, Susu. You shouldn’t have come to such a dangerous place alone and put yourself at risk."

At a place like a construction site, many of the low-level laborers were barely literate and had no concept of the law. And she was completely unaware of her own beauty. For a destructive level of beauty to suddenly appear here... nothing good could possibly come of it.

Equality, politeness, and respect only exist among civilized people who have a moral compass. Those things didn’t exist here.

Or perhaps, even if they did, they were shallow and fragile concepts. These men had no desire for self-restraint and could cross any line at will...

’She doesn’t know that her beauty can easily bewitch a man, filling his mind with wicked thoughts.’

’Didn’t even a playboy like Shen Chen get so captivated that he settled down and reined in his desires? Doesn’t he seem quite infatuated now?’

Xu Su kept her head down, not wanting to talk.

Zhou Mochen lifted her chin to get a closer look at her face.

Xu Su’s face had just been touched by two of the workers. The dirt they’d left behind was smeared into a mess by her tears, making her look like a mess. Her eyes were also red and swollen from crying.

Zhou Mochen’s heart ached for her. He pulled out a wet wipe and gently cleaned her face, all while murmuring comforting words.

Finally, he couldn’t help but lean down to kiss her...

Xu Su turned her head away to avoid him. She said, "I don’t want to sit on you. Let me down."

"Okay." Zhou Mochen’s breath hitched. He slowly released the hands he had on her waist.

Xu Su immediately got off his lap and moved to a nearby seat, putting a good distance between them.

Zhou Mochen’s eyes darkened slightly. He restrained himself for a moment, but still reached over and took her hand, holding it tight.

Xu Su couldn’t shake him off until they got out of the car. Her palm was covered in a layer of sticky sweat.

She ran through the main gate, up the stairs without stopping, and straight into the bedroom to take a shower.

Today, Xu Su wasn’t just terrified; she was utterly disgusted.

’She used to think that Zhou Mochen’s initial threats and temptations in her past life were disgusting enough. She hadn’t known any better.’

’At least in her past life, her body could accept Zhou Mochen’s touch and even derive great pleasure from it. In hindsight, she didn’t hate him as much as she thought she did.’

’But today, she finally understood what Gu Yunjia had meant when she talked about men.’

’Truly disgusting, vile, and terrifying!’

Xu Su showered for a full hour, paying special attention to the thigh that had been groped and the arms that had been grabbed by several men.

She only came out, wrapped in a bath towel, after Zhou Mochen, who had been waiting outside, couldn’t stop himself from knocking on the door for the third time.

Zhou Mochen stood squarely in the doorway, blocking her path. Xu Su pushed him twice but couldn’t move him. "Move," she said impatiently.

"Are you trying to torture yourself?" Zhou Mochen stared at the patch of skin on her arm that was rubbed raw, then glanced at her thighs beneath the towel.

Xu Su frowned and took half a step back. "Move. I need to change."

The next second, Zhou Mochen scooped her up by the waist and placed her on the bed. Before Xu Su could react, he casually pulled the towel away.

It was already dark outside, but the lights in the room were so bright it was like day.

Everything the towel had concealed was completely exposed under the light...

The young woman’s body, as smooth and flawless as fine jade, glowed with a shy pinkness under the light that could dazzle any man’s eyes. Yet Zhou Mochen felt not a trace of desire. He quickly scanned her from top to bottom.

From her collarbones down to the beautiful peaks of her chest, then further down to a waist so slender it seemed it couldn’t be held in a single grasp, and finally...

"Zhou Mochen! What are you doing?!" Xu Su had never been so naked in front of someone while fully conscious. She cried out and desperately grabbed for the towel to cover herself.

But those two or three seconds were enough for Zhou Mochen to see the pitiful state of her thigh, where she had scrubbed the skin almost completely raw.

Zhou Mochen pulled the blanket over to cover Xu Su. He took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the urgent anger rising within him, repeatedly telling himself to hold his temper. ’It’s not her fault. You can’t be harsh with her.’