Chapter 400: You're just a used slut who's been slept with by women.

Zhou Mubin's voice interrupted her thoughts as he tapped his knuckles on the passenger door. "This isn't the place to talk. Let's find somewhere else."

Cui Xiao paused for a moment, then finally opened the car door and got in.

As soon as he closed the car door, Zhou Mubin handed her his phone. The screen was displaying a trending video, and the comments section was already buzzing. Some marketing accounts even started digging into his so-called "mystery girlfriend."

Zhou Mubin turned his head, his eyes so cold they could freeze you. "I, Zhou Mubin, have never been left out on the street to starve in the wind, and now I have to make the entertainment headlines with you. Tell me, how do you plan to settle this?"

Cui Xiao's fingertips holding the phone were icy cold. Zhou Mubin, a proud son of heaven, valued his image the most. Although he was always surrounded by scandals, this was the first time he had ever embarrassed himself like this.

Cui Xiao remained unfazed and argued in a low voice, "Attorney Zhou, firstly, we are not related, and it was already more than enough that I rescued you from Liu Xiaojie. It was a favor for me to take you to the hospital, and it was my right not to. Secondly, I was not the one who drugged you, nor was I the one who made you take off your clothes in the street and act like a hooligan in front of a tree, so you can't blame me."

"It's not your fault?" Zhou Mubin sneered, reaching out to pinch her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Cui Xiao, doesn't your conscience hurt? Haven't you thought that even without this incident, what if I got hit by a car, or accidentally stepped into the water and lost my life? The consequences would be unimaginable."

Zhou Mubin's fingertips were cool, but his grip was firm.

Cui Xiao was forced to meet his deep eyes, which were churning with anger and a complex mix of emotions she couldn't decipher.

She suddenly remembered what he had said in the car last night, and her brows furrowed involuntarily. "Doesn't Zhou Lu know why I left you on the side of the road?"

Suddenly, Zhou Mubin let go of his hand; he felt somewhat guilty about the matter.

His tone softened slightly, but it still carried a sense of pressure: "That's no reason for you to leave me on the side of the road."

Cui Xiao turned away coldly, no longer looking at him. "Zhou Mubin, you're shameless."

Zhou Mubin was annoyed, but he couldn't bear to actually lose his temper with Cui Xiao.

After thinking for a few seconds, he restarted the car and looked ahead. "Cui Xiao, what I said might have been harsh, but have you ever considered that I might also be jealous?"

Jealous?

It was rather strange to hear these words coming from Zhou Mubin.

The car drove smoothly away from the building. Cui Xiao looked out the window at the receding street scene, feeling both angry and helpless.

Cui Xiao seemed to remember something and sneered, "Zhou Mubin, I've been by your side for eleven years, watching you change women one after another. If I were like you, I would have died with you long ago."

Zhou Mubin, in the driver's seat, suddenly tightened his grip, secretly glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and his eyes darkened.

He's had so many women in his life; Cui Xiao back then must have been just as insanely jealous as he is now.

But he had only been suffering for a few days, while she had endured eleven years of torture. Zhou Mubin suddenly understood why Cui Xiao refused to accept him.

The car didn't head towards the law firm or Zhou Mubin's apartment. Cui Xiao checked the navigation several times and found that the route was getting more and more off-track. Finally, it turned onto the ramp leading to the port highway.

The salty sea breeze rushed in through the half-open car window, carrying the unique sweet and briny scent of the ocean, dispelling the oppressive atmosphere in the car.

She turned to look at Zhou Mubin, who was still looking straight ahead, his fingers gripping the steering wheel with distinct knuckles, only his previously taut jawline had softened slightly.

The Maybach stopped at the seaside viewing platform, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, where only the sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard.

Zhou Mubin got out of the car first, leaned against the hood and smoked. The smoke was quickly dispersed by the sea breeze.

Cui Xiao hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the car door and walked over, standing not far to his side, unconsciously kicking the gravel under her feet.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Mubin suddenly spoke, his voice slightly shaky from the sea breeze, no longer as cold and hard as before.

He stubbed out his cigarette and threw it in the trash can. He turned to look at Cui Xiao, the coldness in his eyes fading, revealing a barely perceptible hint of panic.

Cui Xiao was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to suddenly say "I can't afford to study".

Looking at the shimmering sea in the distance, she said softly, "You didn't do anything wrong to me. I did sleep with Mo Ziqian. On the night he left Hong Kong, I gave myself to him wholeheartedly. Even if we have to break up, I don't want to have this regret."

Cui Xiao said this on purpose because she didn't want to continue getting entangled with Zhou Mubin.

He's such a proud man, he definitely couldn't accept that she'd rather give up her virginity before breaking up than be with him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mubin's heart skipped a beat.

The knot in his heart grew tighter and tighter, so he took out another cigarette, lit it, and took a few deep drags to calm himself down.

Then, he walked up to Cui Xiao and said, "I don't care."

He paused, then added, "Cui Xiao, what I want is you as a person, not a virgin. If I really cared about that hymen, I could easily find plenty of female college students; why would I bother with you?"

Cui Xiaotong was startled, momentarily dazed.

However, Cui Xiao quickly calmed down. She shouldn't let Zhou Mubin's words affect her emotions. "Men and women are probably different. A woman will always reserve a place in her heart for her first man. I will never forget Mo Ziqian. Zhou Mubin, don't you care that when I slept with you, I was thinking of another man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mubin subconsciously snapped the cigarette in his hand, and the spark quickly went out in the air.

Then Cui Xiao said, "Besides, you don't mind that I'm dirty, but I do mind that you're dirty. A man who has slept with so many women, who knows if you have any diseases?"

Suddenly, Zhou Mubin grabbed Cui Xiao's wrist and forcibly pulled her to his side. "Cui Xiao, do you dare say that again?"

Cui Xiao raised her head and looked directly into Zhou Mubin's angry eyes. "Broken defenses? But that's the truth. Mo Ziqian is upright and honorable, while you're just a used woman who's been slept with by other women."

The four characters “风光霁月” (meaning “a bright and clear sky”) were like poisoned needles, piercing the deepest shadows in Zhou Mubin’s eyes.

He suddenly tightened his grip on Cui Xiao's wrist, his knuckles turning white, almost crushing the slender wrist bones.

Cui Xiao was in so much pain that cold sweat beaded on his forehead, but he stubbornly refused to utter a sound. He raised his chin even higher, and the mockery in his eyes was like a burning spark, just waiting to see him completely lose control.

Suddenly, Zhou Mubin grabbed Cui Xiao by the back of the neck with one hand, forcing her close to him. Their noses touched, and they could clearly see the resentment surging in each other's pupils.

Zhou Mubin's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, unusually hoarse, his hot breath hitting her face, "Cui Xiao, do you really think I can't bear to hurt you?"