Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 330: You’re Actually Just a Small Fry

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: You’re Actually Just a Small Fry

Zhou Ziqiao hung upside down on the man, bouncing uncomfortably.

She slapped the man’s back, "Mu Shaoze, let me down!"

Mu Shaoze slapped her buttocks forcefully, "Behave."

Zhou Ziqiao was stunned by the slap, a sense of humiliation enveloping her.

Not only humiliated by a forced kiss, but also spanked, this bastard Mu Shaoze wanted to nail her firmly to the pillar of shame.

She looked at the man’s perky buttocks and slapped it hard.

He had hit her, so she would pay him back!

Mu Shaoze’s step faltered, he snickered, "So you like this rhythm."

Zhou Ziqiao’s face flushed with embarrassment, "You, put me down! I’m telling you, I’m going to throw up, I’ll vomit all over you, and I won’t care!"

"If you dare to vomit, I dare to strip your clothes off, and wear them myself."

"You’re shameless! I have nothing to do with you anymore!"

"We’re not done!"

Mu Shaoze’s car was parked in the direction of the end of the night market, exactly opposite to where Fu Shiyan parked.

He opened the back door of the car, stuffed her into the back seat, stretched his legs, followed her in, and closed the door.

Zhou Ziqiao tried to escape through the door on the other side, but the man wrapped his arms around her waist and imprisoned her on his lap.

Mu Shaoze turned her chin towards him, "Zhou Ziqiao, you sleep with me then deny it and think you can run away?"

Zhou Ziqiao’s eyes were misty, and she said with a cry in her voice, "You think I set you up and you’re the one at a loss. But it was my first time too, wasn’t it? Is only your first time precious!"

Seeing the crystal-clear tears falling down her cheeks, Mu Shaoze’s voice softened a bit, "Don’t cry."

"I will cry, I will! Only you are wronged? Am I not wronged? I’m a girl who hasn’t even worried about how to get married in the future, and you’re being so melodramatic! Are you even a man?"

Mu Shaoze sneered lightly, "Whether I am a man, don’t you know?"

"You’re not a man... hmm..."

Mu Shaoze sealed her incessant lips, forbidding her to continue talking.

For some reason, he just wanted to kiss her, to explore further and deeper.

Zhou Ziqiao pounded on the man’s chest with force, but it was futile.

She bit down hard with her teeth, and the man grimaced, releasing her.

Both had fresh red smeared around their lips, like delicate roses.

Zhou Ziqiao rubbed her lips hard, "What’s the meaning of treating me this way now?"

Mu Shaoze looked into her eyes, "At the night market, were those words you said really from your heart?"

"Yes!"

"You don’t like me anymore?"

"I don’t like you!"

"Swear it."

Zhou Ziqiao raised three fingers to swear, "I, Zhou Ziqiao, will never like Mu Shaoze again, if I do, may I..."

"Shut up!" Mu Shaoze didn’t want to hear her continue, he cut her off, "You sleep with me once more, return it, and I’ll let you go."

Zhou Ziqiao felt wronged and turned her head away, "I don’t want to. You say I slept with you, didn’t you sleep with me too?"

"If you don’t want it, then I’ll keep clinging to you, grinding you down, you owe me that!"

This is simply unreasonable!

Zhou Ziqiao pursed her lips tightly, and after a long while, with tearful eyes, she asked, "So if I accompany you once, we’re even, right?"

Mu Shaoze grunted in affirmation.

Seeing her give in, Mu Shaoze placed her in the seat, got out of the car, sat in the driver’s seat, and sped towards Hanyang Mansion.

Hanyang Mansion is a standalone villa area constructed in the city center.

The car stopped in front of the front row of villas at Hanyang Mansion, and Mu Shaoze got out.

He opened the car door, grabbed Zhou Ziqiao’s hand to pull her out, and walked towards the villa’s main entrance.

Zhou Ziqiao actually felt somewhat frightened inside. That night with Mu Shaoze in the car, she was in so much pain she thought she would die.

The thought made her regretful, she halted her steps, leaning back in resistance, "I won’t go in, if you want a woman, go find your First Love."

Mu Shaoze frowned, "Why do you bring her up?"

Zhou Ziqiao glared at him, "Don’t I even have the right to mention her? I get it now, her legs are injured, you can’t bear to push her too hard, so you come to push me around! Mu Shaoze, it turns out you’re capable of caring and loving, it’s just that the person isn’t me! Fine! I’ll accompany you tonight, but after that, we’ll be strangers until death!"

She shook off the man’s hand, strode to the door, stood in front of the keypad lock, and glanced back at him, "What’s the password?"

Mu Shaoze watched her, incensed like a little beast, and found it extremely amusing. He stepped forward and pressed his thumb on the screen.

After the blue light scan, a beep sound was heard and the door automatically opened a crack.

Seeing the door open, Zhou Ziqiao immediately chickened out, she gripped her purse tightly.

Mu Shaoze advanced a step closer to her, his imposing aura oppressively bearing down, surrounding her with his unique woody, cold fragrance, giving Zhou Ziqiao the sensation of being unable to escape even if she grew wings.

"What, scared now? Weren’t you quite bold a moment ago?"

Zhou Ziqiao tilted her chin up slightly, "Whoever’s scared is a coward!" She bumped his arm and walked through the door.

Listening to the sound of the door closing behind her, she stiffened.

Mu Shaoze stood right behind her, chuckled softly, and blew gently near her neck.

Zhou Ziqiao shivered all over. She pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes.

After taking a deep breath for a while, she took off her backpack and tossed it onto the sofa. Then she turned around, lifting her small face, "I know why you insist I accompany you."

Mu Shaoze narrowed his eyes, "And why is that?"

"Because you’re using me for practice! You’re afraid your First Love will find out you’re unskilled and despise you, so you want to practice a few more times on me. Once you’re skilled, then you’ll go attend to your First Love!"

The silver moonlight poured in through the vast floor-to-ceiling window, illuminating Zhou Ziqiao’s defiant little face.

Mu Shaoze was so angered he laughed, "I’m unskilled?"

"Yeah! You have no idea how bad you are! You look tall and strong, like you know what you’re doing, but you’re actually just a little wimp!"

"Alright then, tonight I’ll let you know whether I’m the little wimp, or the big eagle!"

Mu Shaoze yanked her into his embrace, punishingly biting her lower lip, rampaging wildly without restraint.

Zhou Ziqiao couldn’t resist, her hands pushing against the man’s chest.

After gnawing for a while, Mu Shaoze released her, grabbed her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up at him, and gritted through his teeth, "Am I unskilled?"

Zhou Ziqiao, staring into the man’s pitch-black pupils, felt utterly humiliated. What happened just now wasn’t a kiss, it was an emotionless punishment.

She whimpered, "Mu Shaoze, I’ll never like you again, I wish I’d never met you, I want to..."

Mu Shaoze didn’t want to hear those words, he bent down and captured her lips, desperate at first, then softening.

He picked her up and pressed her onto the sofa, grinding against her earlobe, "Zhou Ziqiao, don’t even think about going anywhere. I didn’t say ’call off the engagement,’ you don’t have the right!"

Zhou Ziqiao was about to speak, but the words she had yet to say never stood a chance to be uttered, as throughout the vast villa, only the sound of soft, broken moans floated...