Plunder-Chapter 41 - Qiao En Youre So Cheap
Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Qiao En, You’re So Cheap!
Chapter 41 -41 Qiao En, You’re So Cheap!
The barrier between Zhou Jin’an and her had already been pierced, and she could no longer face him.
The rain gradually intensified, and Qiao En didn’t hail a cab, instead walking bareheaded all the way home in the downpour.
Bathroom.
She threw herself into the bathtub.
She ran very hot water, the steam rising. With her eyes closed, she curled up tight as if she were asleep.
She longed to sleep, but she couldn’t.
It was as if there was a projector in her mind, continuously playing back every moment she had spent with Zhou Jin’an over these three years.
His voice echoed in her ears, “Qiao En, you’re really despicable!”
She wasn’t very heartbroken.
In this game of chess, she had known the outcome from the start, she and Zhou Jin’an would have no future, much less a miracle.
She had indeed fallen for him, but so what? Feelings once engaged could also be withdrawn.
Their paths were destined to be parallel, and she could only move forward on her own track.
After soaking for about half an hour, soaked until her skin whitened, Qiao En finally got out of the bathtub.
It was good that the barrier was breached, she no longer had to worry about it being pierced anymore.
After drying her hair, Qiao En went to the bedroom.
She took two sleeping pills, wore earplugs and an eye mask, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
However, she was awakened midway by a thunderous knocking at the door.
“Bang! Bang! Bang…”
Each knock louder and heavier than the previous.
Startled awake, Qiao En’s heart pounded fiercely.
She quickly got out of bed and walked towards the main door, peering through the peephole to see Zhou Jin’an outside.
His face was flushed, apparently drunk, still swinging his hand and pounding the door.
Each blow fell heavily on Qiao En’s heart.
Her hand reached for the doorknob and then retracted.
Inviting a wolf into the house was something Qiao En couldn’t afford.
She returned to the bedroom and grabbed her phone to call Zhou Jin’an.
“Mr. Zhou, it’s late, whatever it is can wait till tomorrow, please go back,” she said.
Qiao En’s voice was gentle, she didn’t want to provoke Zhou Jin’an.
“Open the door!”
Zhou Jin’an roared, his slaps against the door growing heavier.
Qiao En hung up and was about to contact Cheng Lu to pick him up when she received a call from the property manager.
“Miss Qiao, some residents reported disturbance at your place; would you like me to call the police?”
The manager was very considerate.
Qiao En hastily refused, “Thank you, my friend is just drunk, I’ll quiet him down soon.”
She changed into fresh clothes and opened the door.
Zhou Jin’an’s raised hand was just about to strike again when Qiao En opened the door..
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“Mr. Zhou, I’m sorry, I lied to you. But we are already over, please stop this, will you?”
She leaned against the doorframe, her tone both negotiating and humble.
“No way.”
Zhou Jin’an, already domineering when sober, became even more so and bullish after drinking.
His body reeked of alcohol, his eyes bloodshot.
“What will it take for you to let it go?”
“I won’t let it go,”
Zhou Jin’an mumbled thickly.
Then, he reached out abruptly, grabbing Qiao En by the neck and pulling her into his embrace.
Zhou Jin’an, tall and strong, dwarfed Qiao En’s slender frame, rendering her completely unable to resist.
“Mr. Zhou, please don’t do this—”
Before she could finish, Zhou Jin’an sealed her lips with his.
His grip tightened on her neck as he kissed her fiercely, the smell of alcohol filling her mouth, dominating and forceful.
“Mmm~”
Qiao En struggled, but Zhou Jin’an’s strength was simply too overpowering; he effortlessly lifted her with one arm and stumbled towards the bedroom.
“You love money, right? I’ll give you that.”
He threw Qiao En on the spacious bed, pulled out a wad of big red bills from his pocket, and flung them into the air indiscriminately.
The bills floated down like a cherry blossom rain.
Qiao En lay on the bed, her eyes sore from watching.
The relationship between her and Zhou Jin’an had originated from a transaction, yet it was more than just a transaction.
But the latter half, she couldn’t tell Zhou Jin’an.
“Zhou Jin’an, please get out!”
It was the first time Qiao En had called him by his name, in a very cold voice.
Zhou Jin’an glared, his eyes slightly crinkled, and he suddenly pressed down, his tall figure looming over Qiao En.
“I have to come in.”
With one tug, he tore the shirt off Qiao En’s body.
There was no foreplay, no tenderness; he went straight to the point, the intense stimulation almost causing Qiao En to faint.
He was harder than ever, as if he wanted to smash her into oblivion.
He knew the password to her body, and her body had grown accustomed to his proximity.
Qiao En desperately resisted, but in the end, she still collapsed, exhausted.
The water was deep, the fire fierce.
Inescapable.
This time, Zhou Jin’an lasted a very long time.
Qiao En was so exhausted her bones nearly fell apart; she knelt on the bed, curled up like a roll, and began to whimper, crying out before Zhou Jin’an finally left her alone.
However, as soon as it ended, he sprawled on the bed and fell asleep.
He was asleep, but Qiao En couldn’t sleep.
She got up from the bed and started picking up the scattered money from the floor.
A thick stack, over ten thousand.
If she were to be a prostitute, Zhou Jin’an would be considered a generous client.
But theirs was not such a despicable relationship.
Qiao En chuckled lightly and stuffed all the money back into Zhou Jin’an’s pocket.
She indeed loved money, but she hadn’t sunk so low as to lose herself to it.
Qiao En contacted Cheng Lu to come and pick Zhou Jin’an up.
Half an hour later, Cheng Lu arrived.
Qiao En had already dressed Zhou Jin’an, but he was too drunk to wake up.
“Assistant Cheng, thank you for your trouble.”
Qiao En spoke very politely.
Of their relationship, perhaps only Cheng Lu in all of Nanchen knew.
But he was tight-lipped and trusted by Zhou Jin’an, so even knowing, he pretended he didn’t.
“Secretary Qiao, it’s so late, why not let Director Zhou stay here? I’ll wait downstairs, and when Director Zhou wakes up, I’ll take him away.”
Cheng Lu spoke out of turn.
Qiao En crossed her arms, her attitude firm, “That’s inappropriate.”
When they were together, he didn’t have the habit of staying overnight here; even more so now that they were apart, they needed to avoid suspicions.
Cheng Lu’s gaze deepened, he said no more, and helped Zhou Jin’an towards the door.
As they reached the door, he paused briefly, “Secretary Qiao, Director Zhou actually cares about you a lot.”
Qiao En’s heart skipped a beat.
But she didn’t take up the conversation, only saying, “Assistant Cheng, thank you for your troubles.”
Cheng Lu helped Zhou Jin’an into the car, where he continued sleeping in the back seat.
Cheng Lu drove the Maybach straight back to Chu Garden.
Along the way, Zhou Jin’an’s mobile phone kept ringing non-stop.
Cheng Lu glanced at it, the calls were from An Kexin.
Without Zhou Jin’an’s instructions, he wouldn’t answer Zhou Jin’an’s private calls.
An Kexin was persistent, continuously calling until Zhou Jin’an’s mobile phone automatically switched off.
Cheng Lu’s brows furrowed; having been around Zhou Jin’an for a long time, he had acquired some of Zhou Jin’an’s aura.
In that moment, he seemed to understand Zhou Jin’an’s choice.
An Kexin was good in every way, beautiful, gentle, sensible, but she always gave off a feeling of having hidden motives.
Compared to her, Qiao En wasn’t better in any aspect.
But she had a quality that An Kexin definitely lacked, and that was being considerate.
What men fear most is a woman who is inconsiderate.
After all, being inconsiderate is just plain boring.
No sooner had the Maybach returned to Chu Garden, than an uninvited guest showed up unannounced.
