ushernet Chapter 3 - Social Ruin or Qi Lin's Terms—Your Choice
Chapter 3 - Social Ruin or Qi Lin's Terms—Your Choice
Chapter 3 Social Ruin or Qi Lin’s Terms—Your Choice
Wang Siling cautiously glanced at Qi Lin, hoping that mentioning she already had a boyfriend would make this wealthy second-generation heir give up. Surely no guy would still want to pursue a girl who was already taken, right?
Unfortunately, Wang Siling was too naive, unaware of the reality of men’s thoughts.
Having a boyfriend wasn’t a deal breaker—in fact, it often added intrigue. Besides, did Qi Lin believe her claim? Not for a second.
Her nervous, sweaty palms betrayed her lack of experience. This was clearly a girl who’d never even held hands with a boy before, let alone had a boyfriend.
“Oh, you do? Well, in that case, let’s go to the school office right now. As long as you dare to tell the director you’re dating that little hothead, I’ll drop the compensation issue entirely.”
Qi Lin smiled pleasantly, but his expression was more similar to a devil lurking in the depths of the abyss.
Wang Siling’s face turned pale. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. If she admitted to dating someone at school, her reputation would be destroyed, and she’d face social death. Her parents would be furious, and the shame would be unbearable.
This outcome seemed no better than owing Qi Lin 12,000 yuan. Seeing the tears welling in Wang Siling’s beautiful eyes and the way she bit her lip nervously, Qi Lin knew she was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
If he pushed too hard now, she might panic, scream, or worse. It was time to retreat just a little, only to strike again.
“Fine, I won’t make it difficult for you. Let’s revise the terms—I won’t kiss you. You just have to kiss me on the cheek, and I’ll waive the compensation.”
Qi Lin leaned slightly closer to Wang Siling, his voice soft but deliberate.
“Just... on the cheek?”
Resigned, Wang Siling clutched the hem of her school uniform, her hands trembling. Her big, watery eyes shut tightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered nervously.
She leaned closer, her soft lips inching towards Qi Lin’s cheek. But Wang Siling underestimated the cunning of a fully awakened villain.
“Mmmpf!”
Her tear-filled eyes shot open in shock. Instead of Qi Lin’s cheek, her lips had met his. At the last second, Qi Lin had turned his head, wearing a devilishly playful expression.
Tears spilled from her eyes and streamed down her cheeks. She shook her head furiously, trying to pull away. Her hand swung up, aiming to slap him.
But how could a delicate girl possibly overpower Qi Lin? He caught her wrist effortlessly. With his free hand, he cupped her chin, preventing her from escaping.
The kiss lingered, tasting faintly sweet, before Qi Lin finally let go. Wang Siling’s tear-streaked face was filled with anger and humiliation.
“You scumbag! Bastard! You said it’d just be on the cheek! Why would you do this to me?”
Her naive attempts at cursing were ineffective. Rather than feeling offended, Qi Lin found her childish outburst amusing.
“You already called me a scumbag, yet you still believed me? Aren’t you a little fool yourself?”
He chuckled and lightly flicked her cheek.
“Don’t touch me, you jerk!”
Wang Siling shoved his hand away and shouted tearfully. This day would be etched in her memory as an absolute nightmare. A blooming girl in the prime of her youth, yet her first kiss had been taken by a despicable rich boy she despised.