"Boohoo..."
Li Yanran curled up on the sofa, her eyes brimming with crystalline tears. Her vision was blurred by tears, on the verge of breaking down, her delicate shoulders trembling incessantly.
She looked like a pear blossom drenched in rain—pitiful enough to melt anyone's heart.
Seeing Li Yanran sob so helplessly, Jiang Che almost wanted to laugh.
For no other reason than that he simply liked watching women cry.
Especially at certain particular moments...
"I say, beautiful Li, is this really necessary?"
"I only gave you some acupuncture treatment. It's not like I did anything to you."
"You keep crying like I'm some scumbag who pulled up his pants and refused to take responsibility."
Suppressing his inner amusement, Jiang Che spoke with a stern face.
If he had really done something worse than an animal, Jiang Che would have accepted the blame. The key was that he had done nothing at all—he had merely helped Li Yanran deal with her Physiological Androphobia.
Jiang Che had no intention of taking the blame for something baseless.
"Isn't that exactly what you are...?"
"You... you bastard, you actually..."
Li Yanran raised her eyes and glared viciously at Jiang Che, gritting her teeth, still looking utterly aggrieved.
Exposing her body before a man, even if it had only been her back, still made Li Yanran feel intensely uncomfortable and nauseated.
After all, this had been completely unprecedented for Li Yanran. It was the first time she had ever had such intimate contact with someone of the opposite sex.
Li Yanran felt that not only had her androphobia not eased in the slightest, but Jiang Che's whole performance had actually made it even worse.
Today, she had thoroughly witnessed Jiang Che's shameless side. It was completely unlike the gentle, refined gentleman he usually appeared to