Chapter 161 - 155: Don’t I Need My Dignity?

Chapter 161: Chapter 155: Don’t I Need My Dignity?

With his disguise torn away by Wang Chong, Wei Ming decided to drop the act altogether.

He looked at the Goddess before him, someone he once had to admire from afar.

Wei Ming’s eyes were filled with the desire to conquer her.

Especially when he thought of how the once high-and-mighty Goddess...

...was about to be his...

Wei Ming could no longer control himself.

"Yuyan, don’t be afraid... I’ll be quick..."

"I promise it won’t be painful..."

"I’ve been dreaming of this moment... for a very long time!"

Lost in his frenzy, Wei Ming stalked toward Wang Yuyan step by step.

Forced back, Wang Yuyan could only retreat, step by step.

Soon, her back hit the wall.

She never would have imagined it.

That the man who was once her number one suitor, so honest and kind in her eyes,

would one day try to force himself on her!

At this thought, the campus belle—who looked delicate but was unyielding inside—clutched her chest tightly.

’I’d rather die than be defiled!’ That was her only, desperate thought.

’It’s just... I haven’t even seen Mom one last time.’

’I wonder how she’s doing now.’

’Is she even still alive?’

’Is she happy?’

After the apocalypse began, she had thought about going to find her mother.

But there were too many zombies, making it impossible for her to even leave the University City area.

’I never got the chance to save Teacher Zhao, either.’

’Teacher Zhao always protected me, but I couldn’t save her.’

Thinking of all this, Wang Yuyan’s heart filled with sorrow.

But as she saw his hand reaching for her chest, Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth.

She closed her eyes and threw herself straight at the wall.

’Just die!’ That was her only thought.

’If I’m dead, no one can touch me!’

Seeing her getting closer and closer to the hard wall, Wei Ming fell into a complete rage.

"No! Don’t!"

"Dammit! Wang Yuyan, you goddamn bitch!"

"You’d rather die than spare me a single glance!"

"Fine, fine, fine! Even after you’re dead, I won’t spare your corpse!"

Wei Ming threatened viciously.

His love unrequited, he had already begun to grow twisted.

Hearing his words, just as tears of despair streamed down her face, a man appeared behind her.

"You can’t die now."

"If you die, your mother will be heartbroken."

As he spoke,

Mengde wrapped a large hand directly around Wang Yuyan’s slender waist.

The skin beneath his hand

radiated a faint warmth that passed through her clothing.

An almost imperceptible heat.

It felt as if that warmth was seeping into Mengde’s very palm.

It was a peculiar sensation,

one that spread through Mengde’s heart.

’As expected of a campus belle!’ Mengde thought with admiration.

’Good thing I got here when I did.’

’Otherwise, this absolute stunner, Sister Ru’s daughter, would have met a tragic end.’

With a gentle pull,

he drew the once-suicidal Wang Yuyan into his arms.

’Heh, this girl’s... assets... are pretty impressive!’

’She must have gotten it from... her mother!’

As for Wang Yuyan, who had been in the depths of despair just a moment before, she was now completely stunned.

She felt as if she had fallen into a man’s broad embrace.

A chiseled, resolute face came into view.

Resolute, yet handsome.

The scent of pure masculinity instantly enveloped her.

In an instant, she felt her young maiden’s heart begin to stir.

Their faces were less than twenty centimeters apart!

She could feel his breath.

A peculiar feeling... bloomed within her heart.

"Don’t be nervous."

"My name is Mengde. Your mother sent me to come save you."

"Uh... I’m a good friend of your mother’s..."

Mengde mulled it over.

’That introduction should be fine, right?’

’I can’t just walk up to this adorably innocent campus belle and say:’

’Your mom found you a new daddy...’

’If I said that, the poor girl would probably be scared out of her wits!’

Campus Belle: ’I... just got a new dad out of nowhere???’

Mengde thought there was nothing wrong with his introduction.

But the result was that the girl in his arms didn’t react at all.

’Huh???’

’What the hell?’

’I’ve told you all this, what is there to be afraid of?’

’She clearly doesn’t trust me!’

So, the perplexed Mengde, acting on a strange impulse, whispered in Wang Yuyan’s ear:

"I know you have... a mole right here. Your mother told me herself."

"Now do you believe me?"

As he spoke, Mengde even pointed to a certain spot...

Mengde had no idea why Sister Ru had told him about a mark on such a private place on her daughter before he left.

He couldn’t tell if it was a hint,

or what she might have been trying to imply.

He, this innocent oaf,

genuinely didn’t get it at all.

But to Wang Yuyan, the campus belle, those words were like a bomb going off.

’Mom... How could she tell something like that to a man I’ve never even met?!’

’Even though I was just starting to feel something for this man, now he knows *that*.’

’It’s so humiliating!!!’

’How can I ever face anyone again!’

’I could just die of embarrassment!’

At this thought, a deep crimson blush instantly spread across Wang Yuyan’s beautiful face.

"You... you... can you please let go of me..."

???

Mengde finally understood what the girl was so flustered about.

He found it rather amusing.

He figured that for her to be this nervous,

she had probably never even held a man’s hand before.

If Sister Ru hadn’t stuffed a photo of her daughter into his hand when he left the villa,

he probably would’ve had to use Sister Ru’s face as a reference and activate his own personal facial-recognition mode to find her.

Having figured this out, Mengde was about to let go of the campus belle in his arms.

But just then,

a voice filled with impotent rage rang out.

"AHHH!!!"

"You animal, let go of my Goddess!"

"If you dare touch my Goddess, I’ll kill you!"

Mengde raised an eyebrow.

He looked over and saw it was Wei Ming, the one who had just been trying to assault Wang Yuyan.

A look of utter scorn appeared on Mengde’s face as he looked at this pathetic, desperate simp.

At the same time, the voice only soured his already foul mood.

"You tell me to let go, so I should just let go?"

"Don’t I have any pride?"

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