Noble Marriage

30: Chapter 30 The First Man 30: Chapter 30 The First Man He suddenly rose, changed his clothes, and headed downstairs, his hand gripping the car keys, ready to head out.

Just as his car rolled out of the gate, he saw an old Volkswagen parked outside.

There were two people sitting in the Volkswagen, one was Lin Xinlan, and the other was a man.

Lin Xinlan took off the men’s jacket she was wearing, handed it to the man, and said something to him with a smile.

The man took out an umbrella, opened the door, and walked to her side, gallantly opening the car door for her.

Sheltered under the umbrella, Lin Xinlan’s lips curved into a sweet smile.

She looked up, about to speak to the man when she suddenly caught sight of Rong Shaoze’s car.

Through the car window, she saw Rong Shaoze’s devilish smirk and the coldness in his eyes.

Lin Xinlan smoothed away the smile from her lips, thanked the man, and, not minding the pouring rain, turned and dashed back to the villa.

The man called after her a few times, but seeing she didn’t turn back, he glanced at the Lamborghini he could never afford in his lifetime.

Then he got into the car and drove away.

Lin Xinlan rushed into the living room and headed straight upstairs.

Just as she opened the door to enter, Rong Shaoze squeezed in behind her.

“What are you doing in here?” she asked, turning around with displeasure.

Rong Shaoze’s gaze fell on the bag in her hand.

He snatched it away and opened it—

Inside were wet clothes, including soaked underwear and underpants.

Lin Xinlan snatched it back with a flushed face, glaring at him in silence.

His eyes dark and uninterpretable, the man asked with a sinister smile, “Who was that guy just now?”

“What business is it of yours?” Lin Xinlan said sharply, annoyed just by seeing him.

“Was he your first man?” Rong Shaoze asked mockingly, his words cutting deep, “Lin Xinlan, your taste really is poor.

That kind of man is a dime a dozen.

With your looks, you shouldn’t have to settle for some poor sap.”

Lin Xinlan was angry and embarrassed, her face alternating between red and white.

“Rong Shaoze, please don’t insult people!

Get out, I don’t want to see you right now, just get out!”

“Get out?!” His eyes suddenly darkened, “Don’t forget, this is my house.

I am the master here.

And you’re telling me to get out?!”

“Then I’ll leave!” She strode towards the door, but Rong Shaoze caught her wrist, pulling her so forcefully that she stumbled and fell on the bed.

As she struggled to get up, Rong Shaoze quickly pressed down, holding her wrists above her head, his strong body nearly suffocating her.

“What exactly do you want?!” she cried out, unable to contain her fury as she glared at him.

Rong Shaoze coldly smiled and asked again, “Was he your first man?”

Lin Xinlan had thought he didn’t care whether she was a virgin or not; hadn’t he shown no reaction before?

It turned out that he did mind terribly.

Did all the men in the world care so much if the woman they slept with was a virgin?

There was no love, yet he forced her to sleep with him, so on what grounds did he demand she still be a virgin!

Unable to restrain her sarcasm, Lin Xinlan sneered coldly, “He wasn’t my first man.

My first was a beast, worse than a pig or a dog!”

Rong Shaoze was taken aback.

Why did he feel like she was cursing him?

Seeing the anger and pain in the depths of her eyes, he asked uncertainly, “Were you…

forced by someone?”

Lin Xinlan’s heart felt sharply pained as if someone stepped on her tail, and she struggled frantically.

“Shut up, don’t ask anything!

All you men are no good, beasts, jerks, you all deserve to die!”

Her emotions were too agitated, and Rong Shaoze was a bit overwhelmed.

Suddenly Lin Xinlan wrenched one hand free and swung it instinctively—