Chapter 42: Love Is Like a Strong Drink

“You don’t like me? Then why did you try so hard to seduce me? Wherever I appear, you’ll pester me nonstop. It’s so disgusting that I want to beat you to death. Besides, why would I want to be like him?”

Di Zhongyang gritted his teeth and sneered. He had never been so humiliated before.

“Don’t insult my lover!”

Song Ci immediately retaliated.

“The two of you are really nothing alike.”

“Then don’t call me his f*cking substitute!”

Di Zhongyang shouted.

Song Ci sighed softly.

“My lover is the only one for me in this world. I can’t find anyone as outstanding as him. Some backups are due to their looks or temperament. You were only of similar status. Even though you’re rich, you’re not qualified. In fact, it’s a little insulting to him. When I look at you, I know that my secret love would come to a fruitless ending. That’s why I chose you as a way to cope. If I don’t even stand a chance with a fake like you, what hope do I have with my true love?!”

Lu Gan smiled. It was gentle and warm as if the sun had just risen.

“You’re so handsome when you smile.”

Song Ci quickly praised.

Lu Gan smiled even more. He felt that Song Ci was really cute and would not mind having her by his side. His future would definitely be very interesting.

“I’m really touched by your love. You’ve endured such humiliation for me.”

Lu Gan continued and asked Di Zhongyang emotionlessly, “Are you satisfied with her explanation?”

Di Zhongyang was furious. The corner of his mouth twitched.

Lu Gan retracted his gaze and said to Song Ci, “Since you love me so much, I’ll forgive your past actions. However, I won’t allow such things to happen in the future.”

Song Ci did not hesitate and replied, “Of course. You’re mine now. Why would I return to a fake? I’m not blind.”

“Song Ci, you’re the most shameless woman I’ve ever met.”

Di Zhongyang roared.

“Back then, you were all over me. Now that you’ve found a richer man, you want to mock me? Lu Gan, do you actually believe her? Last month, she got drunk and asked me if I wanted to get a room with her. It made me so horny…”

“Pa!”

Di Zhongyang felt a burning pain on his face.

Lu Gan leaned against the wheelchair and retracted his hand.

In a cold tone, he said, “Since you know that I’m easily angered, then watch your mouth. If you continue to speak carelessly, your life might be in danger.”

Di Zhongyang raised his head. There were red marks on his face. How could he tolerate this? A cripple was looking down on him. He immediately rushed toward Lu Gan.

Song Ci was about to go in front and protect Lu Gan, but the latter raised his hand and stopped her. This caused Song Ci’s heart to skip a beat. She turned to look at him, feeling uneasy and guilty.

“I didn’t…”

It was the original Song Ci who did such a thing, even though she was unsuccessful.

“I really didn’t!”

Song Ci looked at Lu Gan. She sounded a little flustered.

“I really didn’t do anything with him.”

After saying that, she even added in a low and soft voice, “Hubby…”

Lu Gan looked at her innocent eyes. He raised his hand to pat her head. Then, he comforted her, “I believe you.”

Song Ci heaved a sigh of relief. In order to survive, she had to go all out. She cursed Di Zhongyang in her heart and mocked “Yuan Song Ci” (TN: Original Song Ci’s full name).

While she was talking to Lu Gan, Mi Qilu and Su Youcheng had already pinned Di Zhongyang against the wall.

“Calm down,” said Mi Qilu in a displeased tone.

“You’re just a backup. Don’t go around acting like a mad dog. Love is like a glass of strong wine and sister-in-law is intoxicated. Why are you so angry with a drunkard?”

“You piece of sh*t! Let go of me!”

Di Zhongyang was so enraged that his face turned red. Even his veins were visible.

Mi Qilu was afraid that Di Zhongyang would say something to provoke Lu Gan again. So, he took out a handkerchief and gagged him.

“Shut up. This matter has already been resolved. Stop beating a dead horse. It’s too late for regrets. Just admit that you lost in this game of love. It’s not shameful. In fact, the way you’re acting now is worse. Once you come to your senses, you’ll be even more embarrassed.”

At this moment, Di Zhongyang was livid. His eyes were red and he could even bite someone. Unfortunately, he was suppressed by the muscular Mi Qilu and could not move at all.