Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It-Chapter 113: Don’t Be Afraid, Don’t Be Afraid

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Don’t Be Afraid, Don’t Be Afraid

Sincerity, no matter who it came from, was a precious thing, and Xu Su had no desire to trample on it. But she just couldn’t get through to this man.

She didn’t even dare to admit to Zhou Mochen’s face that she’d fallen for someone else.

Xu Su fell silent for a moment before asking, "Are you saying that if I’m not with you, I’m trampling on your sincerity?"

Compared to his previous overbearing demands, Zhou Mochen’s words were now just a change in tactics.

A gentler, more vulnerable approach.

But at the end of the day, the meaning was the same: she wasn’t allowed to like anyone else.

Just as he’d said before, she could throw a tantrum, act up, or cause whatever trouble she wanted—as long as it was directed at him.

Xu Su’s unyielding attitude gave Zhou Mochen a massive headache. He didn’t understand why this young woman always managed to interpret his words in the worst possible way.

"I’m just asking you to be a little nicer to me, Xu Su. I just like you, that’s all. I’m not your enemy. I won’t hurt you. Don’t be so prickly with me."

Zhou Mochen rubbed his temples, completely exasperated. "You know perfectly well that I can’t bring myself to do anything to you. You know how much I like you. Why do you always treat me like an enemy?"

Zhou Mochen wasn’t an idiot. He saw it all clearly. Her attitude toward him was always guarded and cautious, mixed with a spoiled willfulness and the occasional sarcastic jab. He had offered her his burning heart, trying to warm her for so long, but whenever she faced him, she was still covered in thorns.

Zhou Mochen was suffering, but wasn’t Xu Su suffering as well?

Xu Su mulled over his words. ’Can’t bring himself to do anything to me, huh?’

In that case, Xu Su smiled and decided to just be blunt. "Why? Because I don’t like you. Your affection makes me very uncomfortable, but I don’t dare to refuse you. I’m afraid I can’t afford to offend you. Is that explanation good enough for you?"

"Zhou Mochen, I really don’t like you. No matter how nice you are to me, it just feels like a burden, like pressure. I know you’re exceptional, and you’re very handsome, but I really, truly don’t like you. Just seeing you makes me miserable."

"I don’t want to eat with you, I don’t want to see you, I don’t want to ride in your car, and I don’t want your phone. I don’t want you pestering me, Zhou Mochen. Everything I just said is what I truly feel, the honest-to-god truth."

With her eyes lowered, Xu Su saw Zhou Mochen’s hand clench the instant he heard her words, his knuckles turning white from the force.

...She paused, a belated wave of fear washing over her.

But she’d already said this much. Steeling herself, Xu Su pressed on. "I don’t like you. It’s not your fault. Maybe we were enemies in a past life or something, because I really can’t bring myself to like you. Zhou Mochen, if you really like me, then please, don’t bother me anymore."

Xu Su delivered her lengthy speech, and Zhou Mochen listened quietly the entire time, making no move to interrupt until she finally fell silent.

Silence... A dead silence...

The car was quiet for a long time.

Only then did he speak, his voice soft. "Are you finished? Any other heartfelt truths you’d like to share? Might as well say them all now."

It was the calm before the storm.

Xu Su didn’t say a word. ’Getting it all off her chest felt good, but now that she’d calmed down, she was starting to regret being so direct.’

Zhou Mochen leaned in, crowding her. He reached out, lifted her chin, and forced their eyes to meet. A smile touched his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes, and he let it vanish.

"Nothing left to say? Then it’s my turn." His face was devoid of expression as he spoke, enunciating each word slowly, deliberately. "You can’t bring yourself to like me? You feel miserable just seeing me? We were enemies in a past life? I should never bother you again?"

Zhou Mochen’s expression grew colder and darker as he spoke. The pressure from his fingertips increased. They stared at each other for a long moment before he let out a soft, chilling laugh. "I’ve heard that girls like to say one thing and mean another. Why don’t I find out if what you’re saying is true?"

’Find out?’

Xu Su frowned, looking at him...

The next second, his face loomed large as Zhou Mochen, his target clear, pressed his lips to hers.

This was Xu Su’s first kiss in this life. And in all likelihood, it was his first time kissing a girl, too.

Xu Su’s mind went blank with a ROAR. Her eyes flew wide open, and she began to struggle with all her might.

The moment he loosened his grip even slightly, Xu Su reflexively swung her hand with all her force.

SLAP!

The man’s head snapped to the side from the force. A clear, red handprint blossomed on his cheek.

On Zhou Mochen’s fair skin, even the slightest red mark was incredibly obvious.

With his head still turned to the side, he clenched his jaw, saying nothing. His expression was unreadable.

Xu Su shoved him away, trembling with rage. "Zhou Mochen! If you’re insane, go get help! Don’t have your episodes around me, do you understand?!"

She frantically wiped at her lips with her sleeve, completely losing her composure. "Who’s saying one thing and meaning another? Who do you think you are? Just because I said I don’t like you, it means I’m lying? Narcissism is a disease too! While you’re getting your brain checked, you should get that treated as well."

With that, Xu Su opened the car door to get out, but Zhou Mochen seized her wrist and yanked her back.

The red print on his face was still visible, but his tone was surprisingly calm. "I was wrong. Don’t be angry. Or... how about you hit me again, hmm?"

"But Xu Su, what you said was infuriating. I get angry, too. And sometimes, I can’t control my temper."

She had said that maybe they were enemies in a past life, that she just couldn’t bring herself to like him.

She had said that seeing him made her miserable, and that he should never bother her again.

She had said she didn’t want to eat with him, see him, ride in his car, or take his phone; she didn’t want him pestering her.

Hearing her say those things, Zhou Mochen felt like the pain was going to kill him.

All he’d done was fall for someone. Why did it have to hurt this much?

Should his affection be used as a weapon against him by the very girl he loved?

Xu Su wrenched her hand away and sneered. "Infuriating, is it? But what if it’s the truth? Zhou Mochen, I don’t want to see you. If you understand what I’m saying, then don’t show your face in front of me ever again."

Zhou Mochen watched her, his expression darkening uncontrollably. He said slowly, "But I get the feeling you don’t hate me as much as you claim. Xu Su, do you really hate me?"

"Would a few more slaps prove that I hate you?" Xu Su let out a bitter laugh, raising her hand to strike his face again, but he caught her wrist mid-swing.

Young Master Zhou was no masochist; he didn’t have a habit of enjoying being slapped.

Gripping her hand, he actually chuckled. "This isn’t how you hate someone, Xu Su. If I hated someone, I’d make sure they could never appear before me again. I’d crush them, grind them into the mud, and make sure they could never get back up for the rest of their lives."

"But you’re not like that with me, Xu Su. Ask yourself, do you really wish I were dead? Even just now, when I forced a kiss on you, at your angriest moment, did you once think about wanting me to die?"