days, think less, and rest more!Rong Ling still held Lin Meng in his arms. Hearing this so-called "expert" give such a diagnosis, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, as if someone owed him million...She's now setting him ablaze, and just wants to walk away so casually Plus, this posture clearly isn't just a simple outing!

"It's too dark outside, it's dangerous. Don't go out. (..tw) Wait until tomorrow. Where do you want to go I'll go with you!"

He didn't want to expose the hidden meaning in her words, even though he knew exactly what she meant. But at this moment, he would rather pretend to be oblivious to her.

"Uncle, arrange the guests and have the two children go to sleep quickly!"

With one hand around her waist, he forcefully scooped her up. His eyes, deep as a well, never left hers, as if he wanted to absorb her completely, trapping her in his own well from which she could never escape.

That deep-seated possessiveness was somewhat terrifying, it would make other women both frightened and amazed, unsure whether to be happy or to run for their lives.

Only she, trapped in his arms, held by him, and looked at by him like this, was as calm as ever, her appearance alluring, still bearing the passion of a kiss, yet her eyes were cold.

"I'm leaving, you can't stop me!"

arrogant, like a queen.

He ignored her, gazing at her deeply, striding with ease. He didn't look ahead, yet it seemed his mind was clear, indifferent to the path before him. He walked forward with such certainty, though his eyes were only on her, his direction was undoubtedly towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

“Do you want me to yell at you! Or shout in front of the children! Or cry like that woman begging you!” She finally started laughing coldly. “Or, maybe… I’ll take a pair of scissors like that woman and if you won’t let me leave, I’ll die right here for you to see!”

His handsome face twisted abruptly, his dark eyes swirling with a furious tempest. His rage was palpable, visible to anyone who dared look; indeed, no one doubted that this man, consumed by fury and resembling a blade poised for action, might tear the woman before him limb from limb.

Two little girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They tried to scream, but because they were too scared, no sound came out. Their eyes widened and darted around, as if they wanted to jump out of their sockets. They seemed so desperate to protect their mommy.

But she, instead of retreating, defiantly raised her chin and sneered at him, as if wishing to tear her apart and sever their ties completely.

He lunged forward, clamping his hand down on her skull. He then snarled viciously into her face, biting her with such force that she winced in pain, her eyes squeezing shut. But afraid he'd see her vulnerability, she immediately glared back at him, widening her eyes defiantly.

This man must be a dog! He wants to bite off a piece of her flesh!

Her eyes welled up with tears in an instant, she felt so wronged that she truly wanted to cry her heart out. What was this He was wrong, didn't know how to reflect and repent, yet why was he so fierce towards her

He suddenly let go of her, one hand, however, like iron tongs, gripped her chin fiercely, forcing her small mouth to open in a ridiculous grin.

"If you ever say that again, I swear I'll make you pay!" He glared at her, or rather, he stared at her mouth, as if she were the person who had murdered his father.

She felt warm blood flowing, trickling down her lips. Through his cruel eyes, she saw herself reflected in his pupils—so small, so insignificant that it seemed as if he could simply close his eyes and she would vanish!

What a terrifying thought!

Why is this man so capable Why can he scare her like that, making her feel so small!

If so, she closed her eyes!

And so, she closed her eyes!

Thus, his world began to crumble!

Although feigning ferocity and strength, there was restlessness within.

He eased his grip, drawing her chin up with a gentleness like water. His tongue, usually fierce and relentless in its kisses, was surprisingly soft now. It merely grazed her lips, licking away the blood drop by delicate drop, as if afraid to cause her any pain.

"Don't say I'm dead just because I'm still. I don't like hearing that!" he murmured softly, his voice a gentle yet humble plea. Though his figure remained as sharp and taut as ever, the edge of ferocity and aggression had dulled, replaced by a carefully sheathed softness, wary of harming anything.

This transformation of the scene made how many eyeballs pop out, and how much jealousy and hatred rose in Li Lanqiu's heart.

He held her close, his movements much gentler now. He continued walking forward, his eyes still fixed on her, but his brows were deeply furrowed.

Only she could make him feel so conflicted.

She suddenly opened her eyes. He looked a little disheveled, and he didn't have time to pull himself together before she saw it.

"Demand me!" she suddenly cried out, clutching his neck with one hand to support her waist. Even though she was held by him, she still maintained an air of haughty defiance.

"Make me stay, or I will always leave. You can't keep me!"

What an audacity!

Li Lanqiu stared in disbelief, Li Yiping gasped, and Zun Shu's eyelids twitched slightly.

Everyone thought she was being unrealistic with her outrageous behavior!

Let her beg Rong Ling Or have her beg in front of so many people How is that even possible!

Only she, still with her eyes shining so confidently!

He stopped, furrowing his brow. That was a clear indication of his disapproval.

"Time is short!" she said coolly, her eyes like they held needles.

She set a deadline, but besides herself, no one understood where her "not much time" pointed to. Rong Ling couldn't take the risk because he knew this woman too well. If she was truly angered, it wouldn't be something he could coax back with flattery. So, he closed his eyes and sighed. His proud neck bent slightly downward.

"Please!" Her tone wasn't loud or soft, but it carried so that everyone could hear. At that moment, everyone's eyes almost popped out!

Isn't that still Rong Ling!

He begged, he actually begged!

That woman, who looked both petite and arrogant, was extremely pushy. She continued to interrogate him coldly.

"What do you want from me!"

Enough, I feel like I'm going to be struck by lightning!

But he replied, as if reborn after a single encounter, he became familiar!

"Please stay!"

She giggled suddenly, a sound that filled the otherwise still room.

Her laugh was infuriating. Li Lanqiu had the urge to slap Lin Meng hard, or even beat her up.

"Li Lanqiu!" Lin Meng suddenly blurted out Li Lanqiu's name. Li Lanqiu pursed her lips and looked up, but she saw Lin Meng gently wrapping her arms around Rong Ling's arm, her chin resting affectionately on Rong Ling's shoulder.

"You see clearly, you want to stay, you need to stir up sympathy for my man in order to stay, and I, I want to leave, he still has to beg me to stay!"

Li Lanqiu was instantly struck, her face turning extremely unsightly. This stark contrast was naturally clear to her, and Lin Meng's reminder merely made everyone see her embarrassment more clearly. She swore that there would be a day when she would make Lin Meng die a horrible death, for past grudges and for today's humiliation!

The sudden surge of anger didn't leave her mind blank, instead it sparked a flurry of activity, and inspiration struck.

"Lin Meng, Rong is not a tool for you to show off to others, especially in front of so many people. Please respect him!"

Lin Meng's eyes flashed, and her delicate body tensed at the same time.

Li Lanqiu smiled back at her triumphantly.

Lin Meng hugged Rong Ling, burying her head in his shoulder. This posture made it impossible for her to see his face. She didn't know what he was thinking now, whether he would agree with Li Lanqiu's words, or if he had feelings of shame and embarrassment in his heart. However, she still had something to say.

“Rong Ling is my man, so no matter how I treat him, you have nothing to say. Even if I mistreat him, that’s our business as husband and wife. Li Lanqiu, remember this, now Rong Ling and I are married, your pea-sized brain needs to expand!”

She scoffed at her lack of intelligence. Li Lanqiu, hearing this, felt her blood nearly running backwards in anger.

"Humph—" she exclaimed, her voice laced with displeasure. She wouldn't believe that Rong Ling, with his arrogance, would allow a woman to get the better of him like this, even if that woman was his wife!

But to his disbelief once again, Rong Ling didn't say anything and just patted Lin Meng on the head. Then he turned his head and kissed her cheek, like he was comforting a child.

He's so tolerant of that woman!

Li Lanqiu distinctly felt a sourness, as if she had drunk an entire vat of vinegar, surging up from her heart!

Jealousy!

Couldn't it be jealousy!

Jealousy!

She was actually jealous!

Could it be... that she has developed feelings for this man!

How can that be!

Her expression changed instantly, a complex mix of emotions flashing across her face. However, since Rong Ling was preoccupied with walking away with Lin Meng, no one suspected the true nature of her reaction. They assumed she had simply been startled or emotionally upset!

But Li Lanqiu's heart was a little flustered! love for her son, so she stubbornly brought him back from America. And then, she placed him right at the center of the storm. It was also her naivety, imagining the return too simple and taken for gr...