until forty kisses were collected.
After speaking, Qin Yunxi released Grace.
He took a step back.
Allowing her to leave.
"Slap—"
The moment Grace was free, she slapped Qin Yunxi hard across the face.
Then, without a word, she flipped off the stage and jumped down.
"Thump—"
Her legs buckled, and she fell to the ground.
But Grace didn't care at all. She got up and continued walking.
Her solitary, petite figure exuded an air of pride.
Qin Yunxi touched his cheek with his fingertips. The stinging slap brought back a sliver of his senses.
It wasn't because the woman's slap hurt.
In fact, when he had kissed her and savored her without restraint, he had already anticipated that she would hit him again.
And he was perfectly capable of dodging.
But he hadn't.
One slap for one kiss, he wasn't at a loss, was he?
He had encountered plenty of women who said one thing but meant another. With enough kissing, she might just become addicted to him, unable to break free.
However...
She was crying?
Had he just seen tears streaming down Grace's face like a waterfall?
He had thought she wasn't scolding him anymore. He had mistaken the rolling and swallowing in her throat for submission.
For liking his kiss.
Why?
Would she cry?
His chest felt heavy. The great Master Qin felt dejected for making his future wife cry.
Unlike with other women, he even—
For the first time in his life, he felt a pang of regret.
This was also the first time in his decades of navigating the romantic world that he had made a woman cry, and she was the only woman he wanted to marry!
Qin Yunxi felt somewhat lost.
Like a child who had done something wrong, he quietly followed behind the woman.
Grace entered the women's changing room.
At this moment, she was no longer crying. She just wanted to wash away the lingering scent of the man.
Standing under the showerhead, Grace closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
The water droplets washed over her cheeks, as if cleansing the lingering, disgraceful images from her mind.
She washed again and again.
She didn't know how long she had been showering. Grace's skin became wrinkled and waterlogged before she finally emerged from the shower and dressed.
Suddenly, her gaze fell upon the jade bracelet, as white and flawless as jade.
Under the stimulation of the light, the jade bracelet revealed faint, intermittent traces of red.
It was like a warm current flowing into her heart.
This was the lucky bracelet given to her by Sister Xin.
Grace sniffled, put it on her wrist, then picked up her phone and, without hesitation, resolutely dialed 110.
This was not the Rong family's place. She didn't need to consider Sister Xin's feelings or ruin the joyful atmosphere of Sister Xin's home.
"Hello, I want to report a crime."
"Someone forcibly molested me."
Grace provided the address and a general description of the situation to the police officer on the other end of the line, then sat in the changing room, waiting for the police to arrive.
Ten minutes later, the police called, "Miss, we've arrived. Where are you?"
Grace, carrying her bag, stood up and said as she walked, "The women's changing room. I'm coming out now."
As she reached the doorway, her phone call still ongoing, she collided with a man's deep gaze, tinged with a hint of sorrow.
Qin Yunxi?
He hadn't left yet?
Perfect!
Grace glared at him furiously.
After seeing Grace enter the changing room, Qin Yunxi had remained standing at the door. Feeling lost, he had asked a subordinate for a cigar.
One after another.
He smoked quickly and intensely. The panic and haste in his expression were obvious to anyone paying attention.
In no time, more than half a pack of cigarettes was gone, leaving only countless cigarette butts on the ground.
"It's him!"
When the police arrived, Grace pointed at Qin Yunxi and said angrily, "He molested me!"