Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards-Chapter 504 - 225 Handsome and Talented

Chen Nuanhan pulled an all-nighter and only managed to fall into a groggy sleep around 5 am, then got up again just before 6 am.

In the bathroom, soaking in the huge, pristine white bathtub as if it were brand new, she became lost in thought for a while, then suddenly submerged her entire body underwater.

What she held back weren’t breaths, but tears.

5 seconds, 10 seconds, 20 seconds...

Lack of oxygen brought a severe sense of suffocation, and her lungs began to feel a pang of pain, but her heart felt even more suffocated and stifled.

It was too painful.

Why do I have to endure all this?!

It wasn’t that Chen Nuanhan couldn’t figure it out, but that she understood everything yet found it hard to accept.

The current sadness, the sadness when the handwriting just disappeared, the sadness before she arrived at the hotel yesterday, these three emotions were distinctly different.

At first yesterday, it was anger at Su Huai’s ruthlessness and disrespect. When the handwriting disappeared, it was anger at Gou Dongxi’s pestering and her own stupidity. But after a night of reflection, she finally realized two very serious key points—

First, I’ve completely fallen in love with him.

Manipulated by him, played like a kite on a string, pulled and hammered again and again, and easily made to cry and laugh by him.

Chen Nuanhan had never truly loved before, but she felt, this was love.

Otherwise, why could no one else manipulate my emotions like he does?

Second, Su Huai doesn’t love me.

This was something sufficiently concealed yet obvious.

Concealed because Gou Huai always showed the proper tenderness at the right time, occasionally revealing a kind of intoxicated gaze, deeper than Tony Leung’s, and very much like love.

But it was clear that he didn’t love me.

Because none of his actions ever showed that I was indispensable.

He always masterfully controlled the distance, always keeping it close but not close enough.

His heart seemed to be made of iron, never allowing me in even at the closest moments.

So, he really doesn’t love me.

Who did he give his love to?

Is it Gu Jiuyue?

...

Whoosh!

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Chen Nuanhan rose from the bathtub, vigorously pushed back her hair, and then gracefully walked in front of the mirror, staring trance-like at her beautiful physique.

Droplets of water continued to slide down her body, a rather meandering journey.

Her figure was too good; she found it perfect.

Long neck, delicate collarbones, broad shoulders yet a slender frame, the kind that served as a top-tier clothes hanger.

The chest was amply full and the curve upward, so perky it seemed almost artificial.

Further down, a slender waist, a flat stomach, and when flexed, the abs were faintly visible.

Chen Nuanhan turned to the mirror to see the two dimples on her lower back.

Such dimples seemed to be rare; too thin and they wouldn’t show, too fat and they’d never exist, very dependent on details.

Further down still...

Were two straight long legs, surely not like a model’s, but they boasted of being pure white and uniform, with the calves noticeably longer than the thighs, extending down to the toes without any blemish or callus.

"Such a beautiful body, and you can actually bear it?"

Chen Nuanhan murmured to herself, inspecting every inch of her body, trying to find something that might make Su Huai irresistible.

Yes, she had no intention to give up.

In fact, her attitude was now even more ruthless and resolute than before.

"I’ve kept my body preserved for 19 years so well, and yet you ate half of it, thinking you could just run away without any consequences? Can you escape?"

"I’m not done with you!"

"Even if you’re married, I’ll interfere until you divorce!"

Chen Nuanhan made fierce declarations to her reflection in the mirror, the scene looking somewhat comical.

But if Su Huai were here, he would clearly realize she was serious.

This woman seldom promises anything and rarely agrees to anything easily, but once she says she will, she’ll do it even if it means breaking her skull.

She had that kind of stubbornness in her.

The reason Su Huai in his previous life stubbornly contested her knowing there was no hope was precisely the same—he himself was stubborn by nature, and naturally, he liked other stubborn people.

Throughout history, all women who could be admired by men had something called principle or a core; without it, they don’t last long.

Those who often sleep with female anchors should know, 90% of beauties cannot withstand long-term contact, too many faults appear, and once you get used to the impact of a beautiful appearance, it’s very easy to get tired of it, the same goes for handsome men.

Thus, beauties have often suffered throughout history, and only those with both looks and emotional intelligence can truly live happily.

In her previous life, Chen Nuanhan was a positive example, but in this life, she had hit a streak of bad luck, encountering a schemer with a belly full of bitterness seeking chaos...

But, wander the night often and you’ll eventually meet ghosts; too much scheming also backfires.

Su Huai was only focused on his own pleasure but forgot that she needed to enjoy herself too—if he doesn’t take the initiative, she was ready to act on her own.

At this moment, Chen Nuanhan didn’t even care about Gu Jiuyue anymore.

"You two can do whatever you like, but without giving me a satisfactory answer, let’s all suffer together!"

She was serious, but at this moment, Su Huai knew nothing about it, preoccupied with fussing over some insignificant money.

...

In Hangzhou, at Ali Headquarters.

This time, Su Huai finally managed to get inside smoothly.

The pretty little receptionist greeted him with a particularly happy smile, warmly saying, "Little Su Huai, are you looking for someone? Tell me which office to go to, I’ll call them over for you!"

Su Huai was just about to chat with her when a middle-aged man waiting beside interrupted with a reprimand, "That lacks manners! How should you address Mr. Su?"

The pretty receptionist was stunned, panicking.

"Secretary Zhu, I..."

Zhu Yu didn’t pay attention to her and quickly stepped forward, extending both hands to Su Huai with a warm smile on his face, "Mr. Su, I am Mr. Jiang’s secretary Zhu Yu, Mr. Jiang has sent me to welcome you, please follow me upstairs."