Chapter 2: I Ruined Her with My Own Hands

It was dark.

An Ruo woke up from a coma, only to find that Tang Yuchen's presence had long since vanished from the room.

Clothes were scattered messily on the floor, and an arousing scent still lingered in the air.

It all pointed to the indignity and unbearable experiences of the previous night.

A set of clothes lay beside the bed, prepared for her.

An Ruo held back the tears in her eyes, bit her lip tightly, and quickly dressed.

She couldn't stay in this place for another moment; she had to sue Tang Yuchen and make him pay a painful price!

Her gaze suddenly fell on the contract on the table, Tang Yuchen had already signed it. A thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly understood everything.

An Ruo's face turned ghostly pale as she quickly grabbed the contract and rushed back home.

As if it was prearranged, today Uncle, Aunt, and her cousin were all sitting in the living room.

The moment An Ruo returned, An Mingqi couldn't wait to snatch the contract from her hands. Upon seeing the signature, his face immediately blossomed with joy.

"Ruo Ruo, oh, you are truly formidable, successfully helping Uncle to close this deal. How do you wish for Uncle to thank you, shall Uncle buy you a gift?"

"It's really….. you!" An Ruo's body swayed, her eyes filled with disbelief.

No wonder he sent her to sign the contract; it was to sell his daughter for glory!

Seeing An Mingqi's unrepentant expression, An Ruo coldly said, "Uncle, though I'm not your biological daughter, at the very least I am your niece. How could you do this to me, has your conscience been eaten by a dog?!"

An Mingqi's face suddenly turned stern: "An Ruo, is this how you speak to your elders?"

"I have no such elders!"

She had always been grateful to him for raising her and her brother, always viewed him as the kindest elder in her heart.

Yet, he sold her off for the sake of a business deal.

An Ruo felt such hatred in her heart, but more than that, there was pain, the anguish of being betrayed by her own relatives.

Xu Huwen, who had always disliked An Ruo, suddenly stood up and pointed at her, yelling: "An Ruo, you're too unfilial! Your uncle and I have raised you and your brother, and not only do you lack gratitude, but now you even speak to us this way. You ungrateful wretch!"

"Ha, ungrateful? It's you who are selling your daughter for glory. You know what you've done in your hearts!"

An Ruo held back a fury inside her. If she didn't vent, she felt like she would die.

"You knew full well what Tang Yuchen would do to me, yet you tricked me into going. What in the world were you thinking; for the sake of a business deal, you could truly destroy me with your own hands?"

The more she thought about it, the more unbearable the pain in An Ruo's heart became.

The tears she had been holding back finally broke free and ran down her face.

Since her parents had left, she had never felt such sorrow.

"Enough, you've just lost your virginity, what are you grieving for?"

An Xin, her cousin, glared at her impatiently and said casually, "An Ruo, having bedded a man like Tang Yuchen, you haven't suffered any loss. Do you know how many women wish to get into Tang Yuchen's bed? You should feel lucky to have had this opportunity."

An Ruo was seething, feeling a painful tightness in her chest.

The impact of losing her virginity was too much for her, and hearing An Xin's words, she couldn't help but retort with sarcasm.

"If Tang Yuchen is that good, why don't you go? Why didn't you take the opportunity this time?"

An Xin laughed, not angry in the slightest: "An Ruo, you and your brother have lived at our place for over a decade, it's about time you offered something in return. Besides, our home isn't a charity—we don't just provide for others without reason.