Chapter 1 Knowing It's Impossible But Still Doing It

• When Zhao Xinyue angrily called, it was at the critical moment between Zhao Qichen and Cheng Cheng.
• Cheng Cheng bit her lip, tears already wetting the corners of her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to speak.
• Zhao Qichen enjoyed hearing her voice, especially when she was being stubborn like this.
• He smiled and reached out to grab the incessantly ringing phone, answering the call.
• "You..." She was furious, her eyes filled with desire and confusion, but also a momentary clarity and cold anger.
• Zhao Qichen didn't care, he chuckled and nibbled on her earlobe, reminding her, "If you want to curse, go ahead, curse louder so they can hear it clearly."
• Cheng Cheng clenched her lips tightly and refused to make a sound. Even if she wanted to vent her anger by killing someone, she stubbornly held back and didn't let a single word escape from between her teeth.
• On the other end, Zhao Xinyue discarded her ladylike manners and cursed without any hesitation.
• After enduring it to the extreme, she finally cursed at Cheng Cheng, "Cheng Cheng, you rotten woman, you're just a natural-born seductress. I treated you like a sister, and you actually seduced my brother! Have you ever looked at what kind of person you are? You're nothing but a worthless individual. My brother must be blind to be interested in someone like you!"
• Zhao Qichen heard his little sister, who had been pampered by the whole family since childhood, angrily spewing such harsh words.
• He was slightly surprised.
• Then, he pinched her chin and smiled slyly, whispering, "She called you worthless?"
• Cheng Cheng forcefully opened his hand.
• Zhao Qichen's lips curled up, and he bent down to grab her waist.
• She winced in pain, her fingertips gripping the silk bedsheet tightly, and she closed her eyes in agony, allowing him to exact his final revenge.
• On the other end, Zhao Xinyue couldn't hear Cheng Cheng's response, and her emotions became even more agitated. "Cheng Cheng, I know you're listening, don't pretend to be deaf! If you have any sense, stay away from my brother. Otherwise, I'll cause a scene at your workplace tomorrow, and you won't be able to stay in H City for even a day!"
• While Zhao Qichen satisfied his personal needs amidst his sister's passionate and angry curses towards his pillow partner, he turned over to the side, got out of bed, and casually emphasized, "Did you hear that? She wants to cause trouble at your workplace."
• Cheng Cheng's fingers clenched into a fist, suppressing her anger.
• With an extremely cold tone, she said, "Whatever."
• This is really a mess.
• However, it made Zhao Qichen laugh.
• His handsome face, under the warm light of the pale orange, revealed a smile, somewhat willful and unrestrained.
• After experiencing a typical gaming life, he didn't care about her and didn't consider her important.
• He got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
• The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.
• Cheng Cheng lowered her eyelashes, raised her arm, and covered her forehead.
• The warmth of her body and the coldness in her heart were two completely opposite extremes.
• Until now, she still couldn't believe that she had done the most shameful and disgusting thing she had ever done.
• It was knowing that it was impossible, but still doing it - sleeping with her best friend's brother, indulging in forbidden fruit.
• She tugged at the corner of her lips, opened her eyes, and the mockery in her eyes was somewhat piercing.
• In the bathroom, Zhao Qichen's deep and pleasant voice sounded like a bass cannon, "I forgot to bring my bathrobe, bring it to me."
• Cheng Cheng lifted the quilt, barefoot, and put on clothes to bring him the bathrobe.
• Just as she arrived at the bathroom door, the glass door opened.
• She was pulled in along with the bathrobe.
• In the mist-filled bathroom, another battle began.
• The phone on the bed still played Zhao Xinyue's relentless scolding -
• "Cheng Cheng, you wretched woman! Do you really think my brother would like you? Don't flatter yourself, my brother already has someone in his heart. Someone like you isn't even worthy of being his shoe polisher!"
• The next day at noon, Cheng Cheng dozed off in the office of the hospital.
• Rumors about her had spread like wildfire in the cafeteria.
• "I heard her younger brother died the day before yesterday."
• "But I saw her hugging a man yesterday."
• "She really has no heart."
• "She looks like a noble flower, but turns out to be heartless and cold when it comes to family?"
• "Is he her real brother?"
• "I heard he's not her biological brother."
• "Then it's not surprising that she's not sad. Maybe he was born from a wicked stepmother, and she's happy that he's dead."
• "What a melodramatic plot. Stop reading novels and watching soap operas."
• Deng Yujiao listened to these discussions about her and hurriedly walked to her office door in her white shoes.
• She knocked a few times.
• Then she heard Cheng Cheng's lazy voice, "Come in."
• "You're still sleeping here in a daze?" Deng Yujiao didn't wait to step in and started scolding, but when she really saw Cheng Cheng's face, she couldn't scold anymore. Instead, she asked her in surprise, "What happened to you?"
• Cheng Cheng saw the extremely shocked expression on Deng Yu Jiao's face and realized something was wrong. She picked up her phone, which had a black screen, and opened the camera to look at her own face.
• Without any filters, her face was as pale as paper, with no color in her lips.
• There was also a faint blue color under her eyes.
• "Is it happening again?"
• Cheng Cheng tugged at the corner of her mouth, as tough as steel, and said, "It's nothing, just need to take some stomach medicine."
• "Cheng Cheng!" Deng Yu Jiao became anxious, her voice calling out Cheng Cheng's name with extra weight, "Why do you always neglect your own health?"
• "I'm still young." She laughed carefree, truly treating youth as her capital.
• "But you're already twenty-seven," Deng Yu Jiao reminded her.
• Cheng Cheng's eyes dimmed for a moment.
• Then, a sharp pain twisted in her stomach, and she couldn't help but frown and cover her stomach.
• Deng Yu Jiao felt heartbroken and hurriedly rushed over, supporting her up. "I'll go with you to Lao Tan's place to have a look."
• Saying that, she helped Cheng Cheng walk outside.
• The two of them walked in the corridor at noon, and the chairs in the corridor were filled with patients who had traveled a long way to seek medical treatment.
• Each face carried a different kind of distress.
• Cheng Cheng glanced at them, and her long black eyelashes drooped, covering her glass-like eyes.
• Deng Yu Jiao inquired, "Is it because of Xiao Chi's situation?"
• "That despicable stepmother's little burden, he's already deceased, what's the purpose of mentioning him." Her tone was emotionless, with a hint of mockery in her half-closed eyes. "He died young, during the first seven days, I burned more paper for him."
• Deng Yu Jiao observed her expression and remained silent.
• Afterwards, there was a moment of silence between the two of them.
• Upon reaching the gastroenterology department, Deng Yu Jiao supported Cheng Cheng and was about to raise her hand to knock on Tan Ziran's consultation room door.
• However, a couple emerged from inside.
• The woman clung to the man's arm, her smile as gentle as a hibiscus flower kissed by morning dew, radiating beauty.
• And the man was tall and handsome, exuding an air of talent and elegance.
• That inherent arrogance, hidden deep within his eyes, accumulated in a dark and weighty manner.
• Without needing to say or do anything, the aura naturally emanating from him made it clear that he was distinct from all the ordinary people in H City who struggled to make a name for themselves.
• He was born to look down upon these insignificant beings.
• Deng Yu Jiao spotted him and became slightly nervous, "Zhao Shao."
• Zhao Qichen didn't even bother to acknowledge Deng Yu Jiao, an unattractive woman, and he couldn't be bothered to spare her a glance.
• Cheng Cheng didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he didn't recognize the man who had been involved with him the previous night. He lowered his gaze and walked past Zhao Qichen with Deng Yu Jiao.
• After Zhao Qichen had walked far away.
• Deng Yu Jiao sighed, "This woman by Zhao Qichen's side has been with him for three months. I wonder if there is any hope for her to enter the Zhao family."
• Cheng Cheng smirked, "But they are all just Zhao Qichen's playthings."
• There are countless women around Zhao Qichen, if he were to marry every one of them, even the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards wouldn't be able to accommodate them all.