Chapter 628 He Hates Xu Ran!_1

"Brock, you really misunderstood. Nothing happened between Xu Ran and me," Bi Bidong explained anxiously, her tone somewhat panicked. It was the first time she had encountered such a situation, so she was understandably flustered.

Her strength was formidable, and she was the Spirit Hall Pope. No matter what happened, she could normally resort to force to suppress it.

But when it came to matters of the heart, she felt inferior even to an ordinary woman.

Having been caught by Yu Xiaogang in a misunderstanding, she couldn't, for the life of her, think of an explanation.

Every woman regards her first love as exceedingly important, and even though Bi Bidong's feelings for Yu Xiaogang had faded, the thought of the love she encountered during her purest days as a girl still afforded her a mysterious fondness for him.

Even if Xu Ran resorted to despicable means to force close contact with Bi Bidong, he couldn't completely sway Yu Xiaogang's place in her heart. It was a stubborn obsession cultivated over decades, not so easily dispelled.

Bi Bidong stood there, clutching the hem of her dress tightly, her face full of panic.

It was hard to imagine the Spirit Hall Female Pope revealing such an expression.

Bi Bidong, wearing a light purple dress, stood there with an air of grace. Her every movement was charming, but her frightened face and dim eyes were heart-wrenching.

Xu Ran had originally wanted to tell Bi Bidong all the bad things Yu Xiaogang had done previously, hoping that it would make her completely forget him, even come to hate him.

But upon reflection, he dismissed the idea. He didn't want Bi Bidong to hate Yu Xiaogang directly, or to let Yu Xiaogang affect her emotions any further. What he wanted was for Yu Xiaogang to become a total stranger in her heart, rendering her impervious to any emotional shifts caused by him.

That was his true desire.

If everything were laid bare, wouldn't it become a case of love turned to hatred?

He wanted Bi Bidong to gradually realize that her love for Yu Xiaogang had already dissipated, become indifferent, and when she had completely forgotten Yu Xiaogang, he would seize the opportunity to step in and occupy her fully, leaving her no room for distraction or misguided thoughts.

Only then would he feel secure in acquiring Bi Bidong, for only such a Bi Bidong would truly belong to him, both in mind and body.

Before that happened, he needed Yu Xiaogang to hurt her deeply, lead her to disappointment and even despair, and ultimately to become strangers.

"A misunderstanding? Is it really a misunderstanding?"

"Dong'er, I too wish all this was just a misunderstanding. I really do, even more than you. But all of this has happened right before my eyes; should I continue to deceive myself?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Bi Bidong's haggard face, feeling a twinge of heartache. Bi Bidong had always been so proud, so aloof; had she ever shown such vulnerability?

But then he thought of his own misery and couldn't help but feel the urge to vomit blood, and his resentment towards Bi Bidong grew.

He was the truly wretched one, having been humiliated by Xu Ran, having his wife stolen by Xu Ran, losing all face. Even without his "Cultivation Level," he was still a man; he still had his pride.

Liu Erlong's betrayal was one thing, but now to think that even Bi Bidong ran off with Xu Ran...

With one blow after another, one humiliation after another, how could he withstand it?

If Bi Bidong truly cared for him in her heart, she would never sneak around with Xu Ran behind his back. If she couldn't take it anymore, couldn't she address her needs by herself instead of turning to Xu Ran? Why must she resort to him?

Couldn't Bi Bidong see the nature of his relationship with Xu Ran? He despised Xu Ran, wished him dead. Yet, despite knowing this, Bi Bidong resolutely chose to be with Xu Ran, even forgoing the privacy of her bedroom for the daylight and bare ground.

Such a shameful act, no woman with even a shred of dignity would ever choose to do this.

In broad daylight, without even a bed, what kind of lunacy did they commit? He dared not think, as just imagining the possible scenes made his heart ache so much that he couldn't breathe.

Bi Bidong, this vile woman, would feign innocence in his presence, but behind his back, she was like this.

To do such a deed in the conference hall, how could she be at peace with such a disgraceful act? If she could do this, what couldn't she do?

Pretending, always pretending in front of him!

The most hateful thing was that he didn't take the opportunity to take down Bi Bidong. How promiscuous she was, why hadn't he realized it sooner? If he had discovered this earlier, he definitely would have tried Bi Bidong out.

By then, Xu Ran surely wouldn't want anything Brock had used, and that would give him one up on Xu Ran.

Moreover, by that time, even if Bi Bidong had feelings for Xu Ran, it would be too late; she would have to serve him, Brock, and his disciple Tang San for the rest of her life, and even the position of the Spirit Hall Pope would have to be given to Tang San.

But all of this was gone now.

Brock looked up at Bi Bidong, and Xu Ran's hand had already unconsciously wrapped around Bi Bidong's waist, his cheek pressing greedily against her soft long hair, inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

Xu Ran's hand gently stroked Bi Bidong's waist and well-rounded buttocks, the movements so light that Bi Bidong hadn't noticed.

At this moment, Bi Bidong was completely panicked, a whirlwind of emotions inside her, and she was eager to explain to Brock, so she didn't notice Xu Ran. Nor did she notice that Xu Ran was taking advantage of her vulnerability.

But Brock saw it all.

Brock only saw Xu Ran clinging tightly to Bi Bidong, seemingly engaged in some disgraceful act. Xu Ran's dirty hand was tenderly caressing Bi Bidong's beautiful slender waist and shapely buttocks, and he was also savoring the scent of Bi Bidong's hair.

Seeing these things, Brock was consumed with rage, almost fainting from anger.

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, as if fire might erupt from them at any moment.

What was more shameful was that he saw Xu Ran's arrogant gaze, his disdainful smile, as if he was saying that Bi Bidong was already his woman.

Seeing this, Brock could no longer hold back. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his vitality fading, looking like he was about to die. If someone else had Bi Bidong, he might have been able to handle it, but it had to be Xu Ran.

How he hated Xu Ran!

All his life, from childhood, many people had bullied him, but the one he hated the most was Xu Ran. Xu Ran repeatedly humiliated him, mocked him, and even stole his Er Long, and now he just took his Dong'er.

And as if that wasn't enough, Xu Ran had to show off in front of him.

Show off, my ass!

Brock's legs went weak, and he stumbled to the ground, unable to contain his fury at the sight before him. Bi Bidong kept saying she hadn't done anything with Xu Ran, but what was Xu Ran doing now?

Having done it and not admitting it, acting like a saint while playing the whore.