It Would Still Hurt Terribly

Only then did Lin Qingyuan realize that she was not clothed. Yanking the covers up around her, she shrieked, "Get out, now!"

A vein on Long Xuan's forehead throbbed. Shooting her a sidelong look, he suddenly remarked, "I've already seen every part of you." With that, he sauntered out of the room, leaving her rooted to the spot in stupefaction.

Lin Qingyuan watched him leave, simmering with indignance.

She had barely gotten a glimpse of his body in her drunken stupor last night, but not only had he seen every part of her, he had also taken advantage of her without her knowledge. The mere thought of it filled her with resentment.

After getting washed and dressed in a huff, she headed out.

However, every step made her wince in pain, and she could not help cursing Long Xuan again.

"What's all that cursing for?"