Upon hearing these words, Qin Qingyan initially thought she had misheard, until Chen Che repeated, "Didn’t you hear? Take off your shoes."
Reading a book, Xia Na glanced back at Qin Qingyan and said, "He’s a pervert, likes to squeeze won’s feet."
Chen Che forcefully pressed her tender foot sole, causing Xia Na to grimace in pain and kick Chen Che once, obediently shutting up.
Qin Qingyan didn’t expect Chen Che’s revenge to co so swiftly. Even though she was ntally prepared, she was still engulfed by an emotion called humiliation.
Qin Qingyan hesitated for a mont, suppressing the discomfort and humiliation in her heart, and under Chen Che’s gaze, she took off her shoes.
Her feet were very slim, revealing blue veins under the pale skin, seemingly becoming uneasy under Chen Che’s intense gaze, with her delicate toes continuously contracting.
Qin Qingyan exerted all her effort to maintain the cold arrogance on her face, gazing out the window to avoid direct eye contact with Chen Che.
She thought Chen Che would treat her feet like Xia Na’s, lifting her feet and putting them on his lap to rub.
But unexpectedly, only a mocking laugh was heard.
Startled by the mocking laugh, Qin Qingyan quickly turned her head, only to see Chen Che glance at her feet, then look up, disdainfully playing with Xia Na’s feet and said, "They stink! Put your shoes on."
Even Xia Na, whose foot sole was being squeezed, couldn’t help but glance at Chen Che, thinking this was going a bit too far in insulting soone.
Indeed, Qin Qingyan’s cold arrogance on her face shattered instantly, the feeling of humiliation crashing down on her like a boulder, causing her to clench her teeth.
"What do you an?"
"What do I an? Do I need to repeat it again? Your feet stink and are not pretty, unlike Nana’s feet in my hand, look at this, which can truly be called jade feet... you?"
Seeing that disdainful look, Qin Qingyan’s expression almost cracked, but she instantly understood, Chen Che was deliberately trying to anger her, to strike at her dignity.
This is a prolonged process, like when you want to ta a wild horse.
Besides having the complete strength to conquer it.
You also need to defeat its spirit.
It is like hawk training.
Utterly destroying its pride and psychological defenses.
Reaching this through simple language and actions isn’t truly difficult.
Just like how Chen Che has already drawn a trace of red in Qin Qingyan’s eyes.
At this mont, she feels awkward whether she is barefoot or wearing shoes.
The sense of humiliation fills her heart, causing unease and grievance.
In the end, she can only forcefully suppress these emotions.
She can’t be defeated by Chen Che.
Chen Che was playing with Xia Na’s jade feet, stroking the soft instep, toying with her pale toes, gently pinching, and then stroking Xia Na’s calf all the way to her white thigh.
Then he glanced up and down, Qin Qingyan sneered and asked, "How old are you this year?"
"What’s it to you?"
"Shut up and answer. Don’t forget according to our bet, you’re my servant, and whatever I damn ask, you should answer. If you talk back again, I’ll slap your mouth."
"You..."
Qin Qingyan wanted to burst out but forcibly held back, after a mont of silence she answered, "25."
"No wonder, your skin has aged like this, like the temper of nopause, tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk."
"You!"
Qin Qingyan was infuriated, her chest heaving, Chen Che smiled and asked, "What? Dissatisfied? Don’t you want to ask her how old she is?"
Chen Che slapped Xia Na’s butt, Xia Na raised her head in annoyance, a pretty, delicate face revealing from under her purple short hair, angrily saying, "What’s your problem? Stop touching . What does your training her have to do with ?"
"Nana, don’t be so discourteous, now tell him your age."
"Just turned adult, alright?"
"Did you hear? Look at yourself, day in and day out with a cold face, bitter and vengeful, with so many wrinkles, like a desperate woman unsatisfied, skin already slackened. How can this compare to a girl’s tight and delicate skin?
Look at your legs, are they as slender as Nana’s, as straight as Nana’s?
Tsk-tsk-tsk, scientific female madman, seems unaware of maintenance, neither a plump butt nor big breasts, age has reached this point without the liveliness a young girl should possess.
Do you know? Even in a brothel, patrons wouldn’t bother with your type, they prefer young, pretty girls like Nana."
Insult, blatant verbal insult.
At this mont, Qin Qingyan was truly close to breaking down.
Honestly speaking, she’s far from as bad as Chen Che said.
Qin Qingyan is most proud of her brain but she’s never thought her looks are lacking either.
Is twenty-five old?
Certainly not old, it’s also considered a woman in her pri.
In a civilized world, twenty-five can still be called a young girl.
But in a doomsday world, twenty-five is indeed considered old.
Yet it’s not outrageously aging, not as Chen Che exaggerated with wrinkles, sagging skin, like a woman in her forties or fifties.
Qin Qingyan’s skin is actually well-maintained, still fair and smooth, in the pri age for a woman, how bad can it be?
The bust is at a C level, although not comparable to her leader’s D close to E level excellence.
It’s at least better than Xia Na’s small B flat chest.
But Chen Che is intentionally humiliating.
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