You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 434 - 420

Han Muxue's energy drained away in an instant, but a smile crept up the corners of her mouth.

Cai Yuncui stared at the two in shock, while Xia Qingrou stumbled backward two steps, nearly falling.

"When, when did you two get together?" Xia Qingrou's voice trembled.

"I didn't mean anything else, just wanted to tell you."

Han Muxue, holding Shen Mochen's hand, raised it high as if hoisting a trophy of glory.

"Won't you congratulate us?"

Han Muxue added, not looking at anyone, deliberately avoiding everyone's gaze.

"Cong, congratulations..." Cai Yuncui mechanically responded, her eyes dazed.

Shen Mochen was familiar with that expression—the look of a brain overloaded and giving up on thinking.

"This is so sudden, really catching one off guard." Liu Chaoyan said with a light laugh, his smile faint.

"I just wanted to say, we... are going back to our room now."

Han Muxue bowed her head deeply, holding Shen Mochen's hand, and left without looking back.

Liu Chaoyan glanced passively at the devastated pair beside him, and then at the backs of Han Muxue and Shen Mochen leaving, his lips curving mysteriously.

Despite being the victors, they looked like they were escaping in disarray.

It should be ending soon, I wonder whether you're a good kid, or a bad kid...

...

Shen Mochen followed Han Muxue back to his bedroom and gently closed the door. At this moment, his eyes held no anger but were unusually calm.

He himself couldn't imagine being so calm at this time.

The two had decided to keep their relationship a secret beforehand for a simple reason—both had the need to keep it from others. Shen Mochen naturally, and Han Muxue didn't want Xia Qingrou and Cai Yuncui to know.

But today, Han Muxue had spoken out. She must have been very aware of the impact it would have on Cai Yuncui and Xia Qingrou.

"Why did you have to tell others about this?" Shen Mochen asked softly, "I'm not blaming you."

Han Muxue kept her head down, not speaking. Shen Mochen didn't urge her, just quietly waited.

"I... I don't know." Han Muxue slowly looked up, clutching her head, tears streaming down, "I feel like I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy!"

"It's okay, take it slow..."

Shen Mochen tried to comfort her, but before he could finish, an invisible weight pressed on him, and he couldn't stand, falling to the ground.

Han Muxue fell from the wheelchair, using her arms to move onto Shen Mochen, her eyes shooting anger and desolation.

"I don't know, I just feel so awful... I know you only pity me, I never had any expectations... Why did you give me hope... Seeing you with another woman, I get so sad I can't breathe... Why are you so happy! I don't know... I don't know, you're my boyfriend, why don't you love me! Why do so many girls like you, I know you and Xia Qingrou are actually close... but I can't bear it, I feel like I'm going crazy, do you understand! I know I don't deserve, I know I'm unworthy!"

Han Muxue lay on Shen Mochen, her tears falling in plops, her demeanor nearly hysterical, her speech disjointed.

Yet, Shen Mochen had already felt Han Muxue's emotions.

Han Muxue frantically pulled down Shen Mochen's pants, while ripping her own underwear. She grinned through her tears.

Shen Mochen's face slightly changed, "Xiaoxue, stop, calm down!"

"Sorry, sorry..." Han Muxue murmured, with a resolute look of approaching death in her eyes. She lay across Shen Mochen's legs, reaching out to knead.

"No, no!"

Shen Mochen reached out to stop her, but felt as if his body had been filled with lead; he couldn't even lift his hands, and he was nearly out of the strength to speak.

He regretted letting Fuzi go; if she were here, she could have stopped all this. Liu Chaoyan might have heard what was happening in his room, but Shen Mochen didn't expect her to come out and help now!

"Why... Why is it still not working..."

When Han Muxue saw that nothing was happening despite her efforts, just as during each day's early morning, she switched to licking, but still, Shen Mochen had no reaction. She tried to force it in directly, but Shen Mochen's state was utterly unresponsive.

"Why... Why can't I do it! Do you look down on me that much? Because I am disabled, because I am like a child! What must I do... for you to take another look at me!"

Han Muxue finally broke down, screaming shrilly, tears once again spilling from the corners of her eyes, her eyes filled with both rage and despair as she began crying miserably.

Her crying was so painful, her face contorted together, her voice as if squeezed out of her throat.

It was as if she had been abandoned.

At that moment, the restriction weighing on Shen Mochen lifted. Silently, he pulled up his pants and took a deep breath, "Xiaoxue..."

But just as he began to speak, Han Muxue screamed angrily, "I don't want to hear it!"

A heavy force pressed down upon Shen Mochen again, leaving him dizzy and unable to utter another word.

"It was me who came first, it was definitely me who came first!"

Han Muxue wailed bitterly, crying and pounding on Shen Mochen's chest. Suddenly, she grabbed the teddy bear on her chest and yanked hard, the platinum chain binding the bear to her neck leaving a deep mark before finally snapping.

Holding the teddy bear, she smashed it violently against the ground over and over. However, the bear remained in her palm, and in the end, she only caused her own fingers to bleed from the friction.

Shen Mochen stared blankly at Han Muxue's manic self-harm, and suddenly, a realization dawned on him—the Han Muxue before him began to overlap with the image of a little girl from many years ago.

He remembered—he had actually met Han Muxue when he was a child.

It was back when Yin Huailian's parents were still alive, and once when she had pneumonia, her parents had gathered some money to take her to a local hospital. Shen Mochen had gone along to look after her.

However, the little girl in the next bed had always been noisy, cursing, smashing things, and spitting all the time, her terrible temper severely disturbing Yin Huailian's rest. Yin's father had tried to talk but to no avail, except to sigh. That girl seemed to be disabled, Shen Mochen had only overheard a nurse say quietly that her life was ruined.

Actually, Shen Mochen didn't care about the girl whose life had been destroyed, but her agitated noise greatly disturbed Yin Huailian's rest. So, on a whim, he decided to ingratiate himself with the little girl.

Shen Mochen knew from a young age that he was quite handsome, and girls his age liked to play with him. No one with even the fiercest temper would get angry at him, unless out of jealousy.

And Shen Mochen was very good at using this to his advantage, so it took him less than half a day to calm the little girl down. This purple teddy bear was also his gift; however, it wasn't anything valuable as he had found it beside a trash bin. Originally, he had planned to clean it and give it to Yin Huailian, but he ended up giving it to the little girl as a casual gesture.

After all, even for Shen Mochen from the slums, a plastic teddy bear found beside a trash bin wasn't anything rare; digging around more could always yield something similar.

The subsequent story wasn't anything special, Yin Huailian was discharged after two days, and Shen Mochen never saw the little girl again.

As for what they had talked about, Shen Mochen really couldn't remember.

This should probably sum up the entire story between them.