<h4>Chapter 90: You Don’t Love Or Cherish Yourself</h4>


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    “Hah,pliment you?”


    He smiled derisively.


    While Luo Zheng was feeling confused, he opened the rear door of the car and tossed her onto the seat.


    Bang!


    Luo Zheng waspletely caught off guard when she was tossed onto the seat, which caused her to have a great fall.


    “Brother Cheng, why are you treating girls so badly? I got a great fall... ”


    Luo Zheng frowned, overwhelmed with pain. Moreover, she had just fallen onto the ground a while ago and had sustained some bruises from that fall.


    Her pain was debilitating after being tossed onto the seat.


    “Are you afraid of pain?”


    Bo Hancheng stood in front of the car and looked at Luo Zheng from above.


    Upon hearing his words, Luo Zheng propped herself up while supporting herself against the seat. She asked in bewilderment, “Of course I’m afraid! Brother Cheng, you’ve asked such a strange question. Who isn’t afraid of pain?”


    “If you’re really afraid of pain, why did you fall onto the ground on purpose?”


    He smirked while asking her the question, appearing extremely alluring and mesmerizing.


    At that instant, Luo Zheng froze in shock, not expecting him to know that she had fallen on purpose. Feeling anxious, she exined, “Brother Cheng... I just wanted... ”


    “You just wanted to lure me into going back to you?”


    Bo Hancheng interjected with aplicated mixture of emotions.


    All of a sudden, tension filled the air.


    Finally, Luo Zheng could no longer take it and she carefully reached a hand out to grasp his shirt before owning up obediently. “Brother Cheng, I know I was wrong. I won’t lie to you again from now on! Don’t get angry, alright?”


    Luo Zheng lowered her voice and apologized like a remorseful child, not daring to look at Bo Hancheng.


    “You know I’m not angry because you lied... ”


    Bo Hancheng sighed slightly with a tinge of helplessness.


    However, he suddenly paused before he even finished speaking.


    What was he trying to say just now?


    Is he trying to say that he isn’t angry because I lied to him, but because... I didn’t cherish myself!?!


    Luo Zheng could not help but feel curious. She looked up at him and asked, “What is the reason then?”


    However, Bo Hancheng answered coldly with a sullen expression, “Nothing much!”


    Worried that she would anger him by probing further, Luo Zheng shivered and changed the subject. “Brother Cheng, I feel really cold! Will you hug me to warm me up?”


    She sounded so natural that Bo Hancheng took a nce at her, though he did not take action.


    However, he began to take pity on the girl in his arms when he saw her long hair messily draped all over her face and her soaking wet red dress.


    A momentter, he moved her hand away and switched on the heater of the car.


    He then took out a white shirt from the car boot, which was a spare of his.


    He then returned to Luo Zheng and put it on her body. “Change into this.”


    Luo Zheng held onto the shirt and watched as he closed the door, seemingly preparing to leave. She frantically grabbed his hand and said, “Brother Cheng, where are you going?”


    Bo Hancheng pushed her away and sneered, “Why? Do you want to leave the door open and let me watch you change?”


    He paused for a while before continuing coldly, “Or do you want me to do it for you?”


    Oh, so he’s not leaving out of anger and is simply trying to give me some personal space.


    Luo Zheng heaved a sigh of relief and made eye contact with him. Smiling and showing her dimples, she eximed, “Brother Cheng, would you like to help me? Sure, I don’t mind!”


    Anyway, she had long decided that he would be the only man she gets into physical contact with!


    Hence, she would try to attract him whenever she could and nurture their feelings for each other. There was no need to be too wishy-washy!


    However, Bo Hancheng turned her down coldly with a straight face. “I mind it.’


    As soon as he said those words, he looked away from Luo Zheng and mmed the door shut.


    Leaning against the car quietly, he lit up a cigarette and ced it in between his fingers, smoking it from time to time.


    For men, smoking really does help with thinking.


    He wasn’t addicted to smoking and would only light one up when he was feeling disturbed.


    Luo Zheng and I shouldn’t have any contact, or maybe... I should stop being so soft-hearted towards her!