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Spring afternoons are always so lazy, even the warm breeze seems to lose much of its strength, gently blowing the bangs of the two people.

Yuncui held Shen Mochen's hand, leading him through the village with great interest.

She earnestly introduced him to the pigsty, the cowshed, the wheat fields, the vegetable garden... and even shared some of her childhood stories.

She spoke so seriously, her tone cheerful as she shared her past with Shen Mochen, trying to comfort his heavy heart with her childhood anecdotes.

"Shen, I bet you've never herded cows before, do you know how it's done?" Yuncui walked beside a field, squinting her eyes, cheerfully saying, "Let me tell you, cows are very humane. Whenever I needed to take them out, I just had to stand in front of them. They would lower their heads, then I'd step on their heads, grab the two horns, and the cow would lift its head and hoist me up!"

Shen Mochen followed Yuncui without much enthusiasm, utterly uninterested in her stories about cow herding, but Yuncui chattered tirelessly by his ear.

She even shared her embarrassing childhood stories without the slightest hesitation: "One time, while herding cows, I fell asleep on a cow's back and, not being careful, fell off and hit a stone. I bled, it hurt so much I cried and yelled, and I still have a scar on my bottom to this day!"

She tried to speak of her misfortunes with a laugh, but Shen Mochen remained indifferent. He just found her constant prattle very noisy, making his already irritable mood even more explosive.

"Oh right, Shen, it's already this time and you haven't eaten yet, let me go cook for you... What would you like to eat? I can pick it from the vegetable garden for you. Not to brag, but here, whatever vegetable you want, I can get it for you..."

"Is this fun for you?"

Having reached a haystack, Shen Mochen couldn't hold back any longer and looked up at her coldly.

"What did you say?" Yuncui was momentarily puzzled.

"I'm asking if you find this amusing?" There was a fierceness in Shen Mochen's eyes and an aggressive tone, "We are strangers with no relation. Why do you take care of me? What's your real motive? Do you think I'm pitiable? Or do you get some sense of achievement from looking after someone like me? Don't tell me it's because of Yin Caiyu; you only met her for the first time ten days ago! I'll tell you, I don't want your concern, I have nothing to do with you, understand? You owe me nothing, understand? Can you just stop bothering me all the time!"

His near-roaring startled Yuncui. She never expected Shen Mochen to think this way, nor did she expect such an expression of disgust to appear on his face.

She was stunned, her eyes blinking gently, rims reddening.

"Shen, I'm sorry, so sorry... I, I actually..."

"I don't want your sympathy, nor your kindness, understand? Understand!? What is our relationship, how long have we known each other that you act like such a big idiot, or is it that you're coveting the money that Yin Caiyu left behind?"

Shen Mochen's smile was mocking, and the words he uttered were increasingly cruel.

Yuncui was insulted to tears, streaming down her face. She tried to wipe them away, but as she lifted her hand, her glasses fogged up with a smudge of grime.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." Yuncui apologized through her tears.

In this moment, other than apologizing, she didn't know what else she could say.

Shen Mochen licked his lips in frustration, frowning heavily.

Yuncui took off her glasses, incessantly wiping her eyes: "I know you blame me, I'm sorry to you, I didn't tell you about Caiyu... It's my fault, you can blame me, be angry with me... don't feel burdened, it's all on me, I owe you, I'm atoning... I'm the sinner... Actually, your girlfriend's death, it was my fault too..."

Shen Mochen was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Yin Huailian was killed because of me... The monster that day escaped from our defense area... Originally, we were planning to mobilize everyone... But I was feeling unwell, so I lazily didn't go... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize it would be so serious... It's all my fault... Whatever I do is only what I deserve..."

Yuncui was crying inconsolably, just endlessly apologizing. Sobbing without stopping, she kept apologizing.

"Heh, so that's how it is, that's how it is..." Shen Mochen paused, his laughter emerging from his anger.

He looked at the crying Yuncui with cold eyes, his rage bubbling up, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "Do you plan to just apologize verbally? That's too insincere. Let me think... If you really want to apologize, then start by taking off your clothes."

"Take... take off my clothes..."

Yuncui was stunned, crying so hard she could barely breathe, looking at Shen Mochen, doubting she had heard him right.

"We're not children, don't you understand? Or are you worried it will ruin your blind date this afternoon? Or is it that you're just paying lip service and don't truly want to apologize?" Shen Mochen sneered coldly, mockingly.

"No... I..." Yuncui gradually stopped her tears, biting her lips tightly, her gaze flitting back and forth before she finally spoke softly, "I'll take them off."

"Don't force yourself, I don't like to coerce others, it's not interesting that way."

"No... if this can make you feel a little better, if it can make up for my mistake... I'm willing!"

Yuncui lowered her eyelids, her cheeks seemed to be brushed with a layer of blush, her voice was soft yet firm.

Her body shaking slightly, she took off her clothes one by one, exposing more and more skin to Shen Mochen, her body blushing with shame, like cherry blossoms fluttering down.

Shen Mochen watched with his head tilted, enjoying Yuncui's disrobing with a sense of humiliation, the pleasure of cruelty and revenge made him feel extremely elated.

Finally, Yuncui stood before Shen Mochen once again in her original form.

With bashfulness and tears, and an allure that was irresistibly charming.

At this moment, no one could resist such temptation. Shen Mochen's emotions surged; he pressed her into the haystack, his hands unreservedly roaming over her flesh. The scent of fresh coconut milk filled his nostrils, and he couldn't resist moving closer to Yuncui's face, his eyes full of masculine desire, as if she were an aromatic piece of braised meat he could not wait to devour. Discover hidden stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"You may..."

Tears rolled down her cheeks as Yuncui smiled at Shen Mochen.

But those tears caused a violent twinge in Shen Mochen's heart. Yuncui's shattered gaze was like a mirror, its luster dimmed, void of its usual sparkle. She was very sad, and in that mirror, he saw his own reflection, hideously repulsive.

Standing up from Yuncui, Shen Mochen turned away, "Enough, crying and wailing is nauseating, I've lost the mood. Get dressed and go back to cooking."

Though he was a man of sorrow, Yuncui should not have been his target for revenge.

The weak lash out in anger, turning their blades towards the even weaker. Cowards often vent their rage on the innocent, an ugly sight taken to its extreme.