The third, and final, round began.
It was Song Qinghuan's turn to roll the dice. As she placed the dice on the table, everything in front of her started to blur.
She knew she was drunk!
"Two points! Two points!" Han Qianqian shouted beside her, then lifted the cover over Song Qinghuan's dice.
It wasn't two points, it was six points!
However, that was enough to make Han Qianqian happy.
She shook her dice with an assured smile on her face.
But when she opened her own dice cup, the triumph on her face froze. Her expression was like a bragging duck whose throat was suddenly choked.
Song Qinghuan shook her dizzy head, looked down, and saw one point and two points, a total of only three points.
At that moment, she chuckled, then turned her head to look at Shi Yuhuan with a please-love-me look, as if to say I won, I won, you have to let me into the Times Group.
Shi Yuhuan ignored her, calmly looking at Han Qianqian, his face neither sad nor happy. "You lost, Miss Han! From now on, we have nothing to do with each other."
His cold voice, word by word, pierced into Han Qianqian's heart, making her face pale.
With tearful eyes, she looked at Shi Yuhuan, bit her lower lip, and said in a hoarse voice with stubborn sadness, "No, I didn't lose! It's fake, you guys definitely didn't get married, I know you have mysophobia. You never kiss anyone. If you kiss her, then I'll believe…"
"What?" Song Qinghuan's face was shocked and terrified.
Shi Yuhuan reached out to turn Song Qinghuan's face, holding her chin forcefully, putting her little face in his line of sight. The mysterious man's eyes were deep and full of deceit.
Song Qinghuan was caught off guard, and just as she wanted to say to Shi Yuhuan: Don't mess around, when...
Shi Yuhuan's body leaned forward, and he kissed her soft lips.
Stunned, blush, heartbeat, surprise, and some unknown emotions overwhelmed Song Qinghuan. She was scared and her eyes went wide.
After about five seconds, she began to struggle hard.
But Shi Yuhuan didn't grant her the escape. After her lips moved away, he held her by the back of her neck with one hand, kissed her again, and went on to boldly claim her, dominate her, and ravish her.
Song Qinghuan's mind went blank, unable to think, feeling only the hot passion of Shi Yuhuan's lips, and his breath which was causing increasing confusion in her.
"..." Her face becoming paler and paler, she was suffocating and needed to breathe. She wanted to push him away, but the more she struggled, the deeper he kissed.
Eventually, she could see nothing and feel nothing.
How humiliating, she had been kissed to the point of fainting. This was the last memory Song Qinghuan had before she passed out.
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