After explaining her absurd and bizarre "rebirth," Xu Su wrapped her arms around Zhou Mochen's neck, leaning closer from her straddling position. "I've been meaning to ask you," she said, "how could you bring yourself to pay me two hundred thousand to sleep with me back then? It was so humiliating."
If he had been looking to keep her as a mistress, Xu Su wouldn't have had a single complaint.
But it was obvious he wanted her heart more than just her body. So why would he let their relationship begin with something that felt like a transaction?
Zhou Mochen froze for a moment and didn't speak for a long time. His expression was unreadable, but the arms he had around her waist tightened.
"Go on," Xu Su ventured a guess. "Were you afraid someone would steal me away? ...Xi Zirong?"
But she had no memory of Xi Zirong at all.
"I never meant to humiliate you," Zhou Mochen said, his lips barely moving as he looked at her. "If I hadn't done that, you wouldn't have accepted me."
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