My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 103 I Can’t Get Anything_1

Just like seven years ago, she was kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly and pleading with Gu Yan to turn back, feeling so helpless.

It wasn’t her fault, yet why did she have to endure the greatest pain?

"Silent, it seems you are aware of your situation, ceasing your futile resistance," Third Young Master Jun’s slender eyes emanated extreme arrogance, "Remember this, I, Jun Huang, have never failed to get what I want, and you’re no exception!"

"I truly envy you," Ye Lu suddenly muttered softly.

Third Young Master Jun squinted his eyes, laughed coldly: "You don’t believe? Are you mocking me?" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"No, I do envy you, envious that you can get anything you want — that’s really fortunate." Ye Lu lowered her head, trying hard to force a smile, only to suddenly burst into tears due to the heartache, "Because I’m just the opposite, nothing I yearn for ever comes true."

She desired a happy family, yet all she had was a bed-ridden, vegetative mother, a weak but kind-hearted father, and a stepmother who treated her cruelly.

She wanted to be with the one she loved and to be loved by him, but in the end, she was conspired against unjustly, her innocence tarnished, her loved one turned his back on her heartlessly.

She wanted to face life positively and study diligently, yet met a dreadful man who made things difficult for her at every turn.

A tear silently trickled down her face, disappearing into the darkness even before she noticed it.

She looked at Third Young Master Jun nonchalantly, managed a wry smile, as if the bitterness and pain in her heart no longer mattered.

"People always say that one must have dignity and not easily yield to fate. But, I’m someone without dignity, so, I will cave in to fate!"

Taking a deep breath, she lowered her head, her trembling hands beginning to strip off her clothes.

But her hands were suddenly gripped by a chilly pair of hands.

"Foolish woman, you really know how to anger people." His deep voice seeped in anger, Third Young Master Jun’s appearance was especially fraught, no one knew which words of Ye Lu had aggravated him.

Ye Lu felt a tug at her waist, and he hoisted her onto an examination table.

As his heavy body bore down on her, his face dangerously close, she stared blankly at his anger-filled features. Her mind was a blur, she couldn’t understand why he was angry instead. Shouldn’t she be the one who is supposed to be upset?

His gaze was still so terrifying, she couldn’t help but shrug her shoulders, lying rigidly on the table.

The expression on Ye Lu’s face, helpless and frightened like a startled deer, came into the Third Young Master’s view.

He had always hated those who are weak, but at this moment, he couldn’t bring himself to hate the pitiful yet stubborn face in front of him, even experiencing a slight trace of sympathy.

This was insane. This woman, whose actions were all inexplicably bizarre, as was he.

Lowering his head, he bit her lips out of anger, rough yet domineering. Her shivering lips were consumed by him, the chilly temperature gradually warming up through the friction, rough yet unexpectedly tender.

Ye Lu was somewhat dazed, thinking this man was really strange, morphing his demeanour from one moment to the next. When he wasn’t being obnoxious, he could be unexpectedly tender.

He released her, his hand resting on her shoulder.

Ye Lu stared at the ceiling, waiting for the inevitable, after all, she was used to it, so it didn’t matter anymore.

"Ah..." She cried out in pain, disgruntledly glaring at him.

Third Young Master Jun lifted his head from her, a malicious smile on his face: "Don’t yell as if I’ve taken advantage of you or anything."

Ye Lu blushed, her annoyance mixed with embarrassment: "Then why did you bite me?"

This asshole had cruelly bitten her chest, leaving a red teeth mark. Was he a dog or what?