Chapter 10 Just Pounce On Him

• Su Xuyan blocked her path and had a frown look as she smelled of tobacco and alcohol. It was the kind of smell that could only have come from a club.
• He suddenly had a menacing look in his eyes and questioned her, “Where did you go last night?”
• “I accompanied Liu Yan to the military club.” Bai Rong simply said the truth. She had nothing to hide.
• Su Xuyan casted her look of disdain. “You make me sick.”
• “Same to you.” Finished speaking, she walked out of the door.
• “Wait.” The man said coldly.
• Bai Rong turned to look at him.
• Su Xuyan's stern eyes swept towards the dishes on the table and said, “Take all these with you. They are just as dirty as you. I don't want to get food poisoning.”
• Bai Rong looked at him silently.
• Her heart was aching so badly.
• No matter how dirty she was, she had slept with only one man, though it wasn't out of her own free will. But the man who despised her had slept with countless women.
• Bai Rong could feel anger rush through her.
• “Well. Indeed, you don't deserve the food I made.” She said coldly, and walked towards the table.
• With one sweep, the dishes were sent crashing on the floor.
• Food and gravy were splashed everywhere.
• A murderous look shot out from Su Xuyan's eyes as he grabbed Bai Rong's arm. He exerted so much force, as though he wanted to break it. “Clean these up before you go.” “Dream on!” Bai Rong retorted and blew the man's top. Before she could react, she was strangled by the neck the next minute.
• Bai Rong was gasping for air. She looked at him with eyes filled with hatred.
• Their marriage was like hell to her. It might not be a bad thing if everything were to end here. Su Xuyan would go to jail if he killed her. That's better than bearing aggrievances all alone and could talk to no one despite the misery she felt.
• The corners of Bai Rong's mouth raised into an enigmatic smile. It seemed to encompass malice and determination. Stunned by that, Su Xuyan let go of her.
• She lost all her energy and collapsed with both hands pinning on the floor. The glass shards from the broken dishes pierced into her palms and blood oozed out.
• Su Xuyan overlooked her condescendingly. “Leave, and don't come here ever again.”
• Bai Rong stood up with her eyes looking down. Blood dripped through her clenched fists and a puddle of red formed on the floor.
• She headed straight for the door, without looking at Su Xuyan.
• Loved ones would hurt over your sorrow while enemies would gloat over it. However, to someone who was nonchalant towards you, it would not mean anything.
• She told herself not to grieve, be sad, or cry.
• In a pharmacy shop, Bai Rong was cleaning her wound, and applying plaster on it.
• Just then, Liu Yan called. “Rong, I'm outside your house now. What time will you be back?”
• Bai Rong had questions for Liu Yan too. She wanted to know what happened last night and how she ended up in that chief's house. “I'm coming back now.”
• Shortly after, Bai Rong reached her apartment.
• Looking at her friend walk out of the elevator in a glum face, Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat.
• “Yan, what happened last night?” Bai Rong went straight to the point.
• “Errr, I was drunk too, so I don't remember what happened. I was going to ask you the same as well.” Liu Yan said with a guilty conscience.
• “Sigh... Me either. Come in.” Bai Rong said as she opened the door. Behind her, Liu Yan was relieved that her friend did not press on.
• Upon entering the house, the bag of cosmetics on the table caught her sight.
• “OMG! it's Guerlain! Did you strike the lottery? These are really expensive!” Liu Yan opened the gift box at once with her eyes widened in astonishment. “These must cost at least a few thousand!”
• “What?!” Bai Rong got a shock.
• She thought it was at most a few hundred. But a few thousand?! How was she going to pay him back? She did not have so much money.
• Liu Yan found a receipt in the shopping bag. She took a look at it and waved it in the air. “See, I knew it. Twenty-three thousand. When did you become so rich?”
• “Those are not mine. Can you help me sell it?” Bai Rong did not know what to do with them.
• “Why sell it? Isn't Su Xuyan rich?” Liu Yan put the receipt back into the bag.
• Bai Rong's eyes darkened. She said firmly, “I will not take his money.”
• “It's good for a woman to be financially independent. I agree with you on this. But...” Liu Yan looked at her thoughtfully. “Was this from another man?”
• “Someone from the military gave it to me. I barely know him and probably won't see him again, so it's not appropriate for me to accept this.” Bai Rong explained.
• A twinkle appeared in Liu Yan's eyes.
• The man from last night is so rich?? Well, I do have a good taste in man. They definitely have to see each other again!
• “Of course you should not accept it. I will buy all of it from you and transfer you the money later. When you return him the money, give him a treat. Oh, did you guys... do it yesterday?” Liu Yan asked cheekily.
• Bai Rong blushed. “Of course not. Why are you even thinking about that?”
• “You should have pounced on a man of that caliber.” Liu Yan said.
• Hearing that, Gu Mingchen's aloof yet elegant image flashed across Bai Rong's mind.
• “He's not someone who can be taken down easily.” Bai Rong said with certainty.
• “When there's a will, there's a way. You just have to put in more effort.” Liu Yan encouraged.
• “Putting in effort wouldn't guarantee success. So I'm good. It's not possible between us anyway.” Bai Rong said while pushing the bag of cosmetics towards Liu Yan. “Take it.”
• Liu Yan gave up trying. She sat on the sofa and transferred Bai Rong the money then asked her friend curiously, “How are you going to return him the money?”
• Bai Rong walked to the fridge and took out two bottles of water. One for her; Another for Liu Yan.
• “I have his number. He said to give him a call once I reach the military base.” Bai Rong said as she sat down beside Liu Yan.
• Just then, an alert sounded on her phone.
• It's the transfer from Liu Yan.
• “Call him now. Just in time for dinner.” Liu Yan suggested with a chuckle.
• Bai Rong felt the same too, since it wasn't good to be in debt to someone for too long. She then took out the slip with Gu Mingchen's number written on it from her bag.
• Liu Yan took a peek. “'Gu Mingchen'. Judging from his excellent penmanship, I can see that he's a refined and knowledgeable person. Definitely a talent that is hard to come by.” She said.
• Bai Rong shot her a strange look. “It's such a waste that you are not a fortune-teller.”
• “Heh. I think so too. Hurry up and call him!” Liu Yan urged.
• Bai Rong went on to dial the man's number. Just three rings, and the phone was answered.
• “Hello. This is Bai Rong.” Bai Rong said awkwardly.
• “Yeah?” There came his deep voice from the other end of the phone.
• “I will reach in an hour's time to return you the money. Is that alright?” Bai Rong went straight to the point.
• “Yes.” Gu Mingchen hung up after saying that.
• “That's it??” Liu Yan was surprised.
• “It's already considered a lot for him.” Bai Rong laughed.
• Hearing that, Liu Yan was speechless.
• “I have a pair of new shoes for you. It can't fit me. It'd be a waste to throw it away since It's branded.” Liu Yan said jovially, and a twinkle appeared in her eyes.
• “Thanks.” Bai Rong did not think too much into it.