Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It-Chapter 142: Missy, Why Are You Always Targeting Me?

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Missy, Why Are You Always Targeting Me?

Shen Chen, especially, was staring with a probing look that was practically an open question.

Zhou Mochen laughed in exasperation. "Don’t look at me like that, unless you want a beating."

Any man would get angry when his masculinity was called into question.

Xu Su stood to the side, holding back a laugh without saying a word.

Zhou Mochen reached out and took her hand. "Happy now?"

Xu Su wiped the smile from her face, feigning a serious expression.

This time, Xu Su spun the bottle herself, and just as expected, it pointed straight at Shen Chen.

She let out a wicked laugh. "I won’t ask how many girlfriends you’ve had—you’ve probably lost count yourself. How about this: tell everyone your shortest time."

Zhou Mochen squeezed Xu Su’s hand, his grip tightening slightly. He couldn’t stand seeing her focus all her attention on another man.

’What kind of question is that?’

Zhou Mochen’s face was grim, and Shen Chen’s expression wasn’t much better. Shen Chen’s gaze shifted back to the alcohol.

Xu Su held up two fingers with a beaming smile. "If you choose the dare, it’s two bottles this time."

Shen Chen was exasperated. "Good grief, why are you always targeting me?"

"Do I need a reason to find you disagreeable?" Xu Su pointed to two bottles of red wine. "Drink up. I want to see you drunk. Or you could just choose truth."

Shen Chen gritted his teeth. "Fine, I’ll drink."

He didn’t waste any time, grabbing a bottle and starting to chug. As he tilted his head back, the bobbing of his Adam’s apple was clearly visible.

Xu Su watched with satisfaction. ’He’s certainly not bad-looking,’ she thought. ’Otherwise, he couldn’t have been such a player for so many years, fooling so many women.’

Her hand began to hurt. Xu Su turned to look at Zhou Mochen next to her and finally noticed his face was glacial.

When he saw Xu Su’s gaze land on him, the icy aura around Zhou Mochen dissipated slightly.

He lowered his head, leaned in, and kissed her on the cheek. "Be a good girl. Don’t keep staring at other men."

"..." Xu Su pushed him away. "You be a good boy, too, and stop kissing me all the time."

With a sullen face, Zhou Mochen let her push him away. He realized that even when she was drunk, she was still rejecting him.

After Shen Chen finished the two bottles and made a trip to the restroom, he returned and spun the bottle. As if it understood his wish, the neck pointed directly at Xu Su.

"..."

The corner of Shen Chen’s mouth twitched. Unexpectedly, he didn’t ask any invasive questions. "Why do you hate me so much? Tell the truth, and don’t try to brush me off with that ’I just find you disagreeable’ line."

Xu Su froze, not expecting him to ask that.

’It was such a simple question, but she couldn’t answer it.’

’She was drunk, but not so drunk that she’d lost all her filters. She couldn’t very well say it was because she’d hated him in her past life, could she?’

Xu Su’s gaze shifted to the bottles on the table.

Shen Chen raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t expected this reaction from her. ’Is there some unspeakable reason?’

Zhou Mochen’s expression grew even darker.

’So, she has a reason for hating him that she can’t say out loud, but she keeps targeting him...’

The others sensed the tense atmosphere and fell deathly silent.

Ignoring everyone’s thoughts, Xu Su announced, "I choose dare."

’At most, it’s just two bottles of red wine,’ she thought. ’I can handle that.’

Unexpectedly, a particularly boisterous young man next to Shen Chen jumped in. "Just drinking is getting boring. Let’s do something more exciting. How about this: if you choose dare, you have to initiate a kiss with the person on your right for at least three minutes."

The person to Xu Su’s right was Zhou Mochen.

’These guys could see it plain as day. The Mr. Zhou they were all trying to suck up to was interested in this young woman, so of course they had to do everything they could to push them together, right?’

The young man smiled smugly. "Miss Xu, truth or dare. Make your choice."

Zhou Mochen’s eyes flickered toward her, his expression unreadable.

’In any case, he certainly didn’t look happy.’

Xu Su hesitated for a long time—so long that Shen Chen couldn’t help but speak up. "Xu Su, is it really that hard to say why you hate me?"

Zhou Mochen whipped his head around, his glare savage, like a beast-king enraged by an invasion of his territory.

He’d been holding back all night, watching the two of them play their little game of "flirtatious banter," gritting his teeth so hard he could have drawn blood. He finally snapped.

The next second, a pair of hands appeared on the face of the seething Zhou Mochen. Xu Su grabbed his face, turned it toward her, and, steeling herself, pressed her lips against his.

’A bet’s a bet, a bet’s a bet...’ she chanted silently in her head.

’We’ve kissed so many times anyway, what’s one more...’

And just like that, Zhou Mochen’s rage was instantly soothed by Xu Su’s bold kiss. He froze for less than two seconds before, as if terrified she would regret it, he cupped the back of her head.

The eager onlookers started a timer, but Xu Su’s mind had already gone blank. She felt like she was being devoured alive.

Her brain, already fuzzy from the alcohol, was now completely scrambled. The kiss stretched far past the three-minute mark, but no one dared to say a word. In the end, it was Zhou Mochen who, though still wanting more, pulled away first, leaving Xu Su to bury her face limply in the crook of his neck, gasping for breath.

Zhou Mochen gently stroked the girl’s shoulder, shielding her flushed, kiss-bitten face from view. He turned and waved a hand at the others. "She’s drunk. You all carry on."

When he said, "She’s drunk," his voice was so gentle it could have been made of water.

Everyone present, whether they knew Zhou Mochen well or not, fell silent.

Soon, the crowd dispersed to another area to continue their games, leaving Zhou Mochen and Xu Su alone in the corner, his arm still around her.

Shen Chen, who had lingered behind, faced Zhou Mochen’s cold expression and teased him with a wicked grin, "And you’re still holding back from making a move on her?"

His words were dripping with innuendo. "Don’t tell me you’re actually planning to become a monk?"

’Then again,’ he thought, ’judging by the savage way Brother Zhou was kissing her, it’s not like he doesn’t want to touch the girl.’

Groggy, Xu Su heard Shen Chen’s voice and felt an irrepressible urge to trade a few barbs with him, but Zhou Mochen pressed her into his embrace, cooing, "Be good, baby. We’ll rest a bit and then go home. Just lie down for a while."

He kissed the crown of her head as he soothed her. Only when she had settled in his arms and stopped squirming did he turn to face Shen Chen, his gentle expression vanishing in an instant.

His tone toward Shen Chen was anything but friendly. He shot him a single glance. "Sit farther away, don’t disturb her. And another thing, Shen Chen. From now on, just let her win. Don’t bicker with her. If she feels like talking to you, just play along."

Shen Chen was already cringing hard enough to get goosebumps from hearing Zhou Mochen call her "baby." Now, hearing him so blatantly choose a woman over a friend, his hands started to tremble with rage. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

But when he met Zhou Mochen’s icy gaze, he didn’t dare say a word. Cowed by the oppressive aura, he simply gritted his teeth and said, "Fine."

As soon as Shen Chen was a safe distance away, Zhou Mochen lifted Xu Su’s face from his chest. He reached out to stroke her slightly swollen, reddened lips, and, unable to resist, lowered his head to capture them once more.

’She’s so pliant when she’s drunk,’ he thought. ’Letting me kiss her like this...’

He took Xu Su’s hands, which were weakly trying to push him away in her daze, and guided them to wrap around his neck. Zhou Mochen found himself becoming addicted to this feeling.

It wasn’t until Xu Su started gasping, her breath completely stolen, that she began to make sounds of protest.

Her protests were swallowed by Zhou Mochen’s kiss, leaving only whimpers that sounded like muffled moans.

A shudder ran through Zhou Mochen. His eyes were dark with lust, and he felt a sharp ache from how hard he was holding back.