C15 I Don't Need It

"Yes. I don't need your charity."

This time, Soong Qian didn't dare to touch on Sunn Yuanhann's sore spots, but she still refused to back down, locking eyes with him in a silent challenge.

Yuanhann leaned casually against the sofa, a slight smirk playing on his lips. His arms rested on the armrests, and amusement danced in his eyes. "Huh, today really is full of surprises. It's been a while since anyone's had the guts to provoke me like this."

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the sofa's armrest. The soft orange light cast a gentle glow on his handsome face, momentarily mesmerizing anyone who looked.

Soong Qian felt her heart skip a beat, her gaze lingering on the man sitting not far away, his upper body bare, drawing her into a daze.

The light quietly traced his silhouette. Despite his exposed state, he exuded the charm of a captivating gentleman in anyone's eyes.

In Soong Qian's clear eyes, Yuanhann's image suddenly broke into a mocking smile. "Huh, I thought you were someone loyal and true, but it turns out you're just the same. Another pretender."

The moment Soong Qian's gaze turned infatuated, Yuanhann's eyes filled with disdain. His eyes narrowed, and a coldness settled over his features, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Here's some advice: get out of here before my patience runs out."

Soong Qian's fists clenched tightly at her sides.

Sunn Yuanhann smirked, letting out a casual, cold snort as he leaned lazily against the sofa. His entire demeanor exuded a relaxed yet unapproachable allure. "My patience is about to run out," he said, his voice low and taunting. "There's just one thing you need to do now..."

He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice dripping with arrogance, and uttered a single word from his thin lips.

"Leave."

That was the last word Soong Qian heard: "Leave!"

Without a second glance, she turned and walked away, her shirt damp on her back.

It had to be said, Sunn Yuanhann was truly a force to be reckoned with in the West District. The area where his mansion was located boasted the best environment and location, yet it was so quiet that not even a taxi could be found.

Leaving the mansion, Soong Qian felt utterly defeated as she walked down the nearly deserted street, feeling completely disheveled. Her mind was consumed with thoughts of the high-interest loans, her mother still in the hospital needing her care, and that cold-hearted man she had just encountered.

Slowly, Soong Qian bent over, cradling her head in her hands.

After that, Soong Qian and Sunn Yuanhann became like parallel lines, never intersecting. Soong Qian continued her routine of singing at the bar every night, while Sunn Yuanhann only appeared in places where he was expected, her presence absent even from his idle memories.

Hell's Bar

The stage was still lit with dazzling lights and filled with lively, boisterous music. Everyone's eyes remained fixed on the performer, who was dressed to impress and sang with a captivating voice that few could match. Her soaring vocals resonated throughout Hell's Bar, followed by a relentless beat and electrifying guitar riffs that ignited a fiery energy.

The audience below couldn't quite grasp how this seemingly delicate woman possessed such explosive power. With just a few lines of lyrics, she managed to ignite a passion within everyone present.