nd weaker, almost unable to support her own weight. He reached out with a large hand, easily gripping her hip and squeezing it firmly. He pressed her against the doorframe with force, not allowing her...Her voice, incredibly piercing and infectious, caused Li Yiping, who was closest to Li Lanqiu, to instinctively make a move to stop her. Li Lanqiu's target was the surgical scissors inside the surgery box. She lunged towards it with ferocious intent, grabbing at it relentlessly. In the end, she successfully acquired the scissors. Holding them aloft, she raised her hand high, her face contorted in a grimace, her eyes filled with a chilling determination as if about to plunge them into her own chest. However, just as she was about to do so, Li Yiping rushed over and firmly intercepted her, seizing Li Lanqiu's scissor-wielding arm with such force that she couldn't move.

"Let me go!" Li Lanqiu shouted hoarsely, her voice choked with tears, as if she was about to scream herself silent.

Li Yiping blushed and urged anxiously.

"You just put it down for me, put it down, quickly put the scissors down!"

My face is red because I used a lot of force and it was urgent.

Li Lanqiu struggled desperately, Li Yiping resisted with all her might. Rong Ling shook off Lin Meng's hand, leaping over in a few strides. He clamped his big hand onto Li Lanqiu's, using skillful grips, presses, and pinches to force the strength out of her palm. She loosened her grip, and the gleaming surgical scissors fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Li Lanqiu collapsed all at once, looking at Rong Ling, her eyes blazing red. "Since you don't want to protect me, then why not let me die Let me go, let me go, let me die, let me die..."

She seemed to have truly exploded, unleashing a burst of strength that sent Li Yiping, who had always kept her down, sprawling. She scrambled forward, hunching over, and lunged toward the floor, determined to grasp the fallen scissors. Finally, she was forcefully pulled upright by a large hand, her waist held firmly in place by another.

"Enough!" Rong Ling roared, twisting his brows, his whole body brimming with barely contained rage. Looking into Li Lanqiu's eyes, he seemed rather ferocious.

Li Lanqiu looked at him, suddenly letting go of all her strength, weeping bitterly, and rushed towards him, tightly hugging his waist. She raised her face the size of a palm and stared at him, tears streaming down like rain, exceptionally pitiful.

"You don't want me to die, do you! You also can't bear it, can you! Rong, don't drive me away, I have nothing without you. Don't drive me away, if I leave you, I will die, really die..."

Rong Ling -- Don't push her away!

At that moment, Lin Meng's heart ached, as if it had been ripped open.

This man's previous coldness and indifference, she saw in her eyes, joy in her heart. She thought that the man had come to his senses, so Li Lanqiu really didn't have much significance. But when Li Lanqiu brought up old matters, this man's heart fluctuated, what coldness and indifference, all vanished into thin air.

Li Lanqiu, she's so crafty. The way she spoke, it was clear she disliked this person. Even listening to it made me feel touched and teary-eyed. She played the piano while crying and suddenly jumped into his arms sobbing, saying she wanted to die in front of him so he wouldn't be scared. How poetic!

Well, what can she do!

He has her in his heart, and she knows it!

He said he would only marry her, and she believed it!

But, this woman as long as she brings up some scenes from the past that are similar to beauty, this man, isn't he unable to forcefully push her away, just like now! If it really is like this, then what use would there be if the man has her in his heart and marries her!

Marriage is not a three-person affair!

She is too narrow-minded to tolerate a three-person relationship!

"Li Lanqiu, what you're doing is very selfish!" she said angrily, each word measured. "Life should not be a tool you use to blackmail others!"

Li Lanqiu ignored him, a cold smile on her lips. Let those pathetic morals go to hell, she only needed to achieve her goal. But she immediately felt Rong Ling reaching out, feigning a hand gesture to pull her away.

No, we can't let Rong Ling let her go. Only now does she understand that Lin Mengdu is good at using tactics. This statement is clearly directed at her, but it's actually aimed at swaying Rong Ling's heart. Rong Ling, having heard her words, was already wavering. Now that Lin Meng said this, it seemed as if she were truly playing a manipulative game!

Of course, she used her schemes. But, could she make Rong Ling know! She could only let Rong Ling feel that she loved him. Without him, she wouldn't want this life.

"Rong…" A choked sob escaped her, and she tightened her embrace on Rong Ling even further.

Lin Meng watched, she could no longer bear it. "Uncle Zun, please go over and hold Li Lanqiu. Rong Ling, let her go!"

Uncle Zun's order was obeyed, and the person he had asked for was brought over. But this time, Li Lanqiu was unusually well-behaved. She unexpectedly let go of Rong Ling's hand and looked up at him with a sneer.

“Suit yourself!” She spat out just two words, as if nothing mattered. But that reckless look was also telling everyone, if she truly met with such indifference, then, if she could kill herself once, she could do it again!

She looked into Rong Ling's eyes, and there was just such a crazy energy in them.

His face, it had become quite ugly.

"You stay, I will protect your safety!"

Li Lanqiu smiled, her expression of joy like a brilliant ray of sunshine hitting her face, illuminating her entire visage.

And Lin Meng, her eyes cold as ice!

Uncle Zun saw that the situation had reached this point, and he had already stopped his advance.

Rong Ling turned her head to look at Lin Meng, who was biting her lip and looked cold. Li Lanqiu felt a sense of triumph in her heart and reached out to hug Rong Ling again, intending to infuriate Lin Meng to death. Just as she stretched out her hand, Rong Ling, as if she had eyes all over her body, got up in an instant and took a step back, dodging gracefully with incredible speed. This made Li Lanqiu's heart flutter with speculation, trying hard to imprint this scene into her memory.

"…" She slowly lay down again, leaning back against the sofa. She called out his name softly, her voice laced with a vulnerability that couldn't be ignored. It was as if the woman who had just screamed and shouted like a madman wasn't her at all!

But her cries did not stop Rong Ling. He still strode toward Lin Meng. Li Lanqiu couldn't see Rong Ling's expression, but she could see Lin Meng's. Lin Meng's face was very ugly, like a woman who had clearly failed, but desperately maintained her dignity, pretending that nothing had happened like a noblewoman!

Damn it!

Six years ago, he still looked so poor and pathetic. A little fright would make his eyes turn red, and he'd burst into tears. Now, after a complete transformation, he looks so dignified and aristocratic. He really thinks he comes from a prestigious family!

Li Lanqiu sneered inwardly, for remembering past events ignited the flames of hatred in her heart once more, burning so intensely that it felt as if her heart would explode. The rage throbbed, urging her toward bloodshed. Fearful that her eyes might betray what she shouldn't reveal, she hastily lowered her head, making a feeble attempt at concealment.

Lin Meng, who caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, suddenly felt a realization!

Disgust filled her; she loathed the man walking towards her now. Though his eyes still gazed at her with the same depth, though the profoundness and inclusiveness in his pupils remained much the same as before, the fact that he had allowed that woman to linger by his side made all the difference. Therefore, even if he continued to treat her as he always had, she would absolutely not reciprocate with equal measure!

She wanted to angrily rebuke him, and even considered turning around and leaving in anger. But suddenly, she felt that before doing any of that, she could do something different. Like Li Lanqiu, who was good at acting, she could act too. She was going to leave, but she had to disgust that woman!

So, Rong Ling came to her side, his eyes deep, as if he had a thousand words to tell her. When she smiled, it was soft and gentle, like a flower blooming. Her red lips and white teeth set off the space, which suddenly brightened because of her smile. She called out softly and sweetly.

"Rong Ling!"

Like a mischievous melody, dancing across the strings, it sent shivers down one's spine.

He was obviously taken aback, his face etched with deep confusion. He had expected her to be angry, perhaps even furious, or at least throw a tantrum, but he never imagined she would look like this!

This is not right!

So, he didn't like it, instead feeling a bit worried!

She came closer and embraced him, her hands first resting on his waist and then slowly gliding down along his lower back, gathering in. This touch, like a caress across his heart, left his heart unable to remain steady within its place.

Her soft body leaned against him as well, a faint scent of womanhood drifting into his nostrils. His heart started to race. The two mounds on her chest pressed against his abdomen, soft yet impossible to ignore. He felt a surge of heat and instantly recalled her fragrant, white, naked body!

In his eyes, a dark desire flickered, gazing at her, becoming increasingly profound. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, which for him, who was usually very composed in public, was already a rather significant faux pas.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, black as precious stones, shimmering with a captivating light. A smile played on her lips, like a blossoming flower, and her breath was intoxicating honey; her gaze, a bewitching poison.

He slowly lowered his head, entranced by her, inching closer to her fragrant lips.

"Rong…" A cry, slightly disrupting the haze of infatuation, came from Li Lanqiu who stared at Lin Meng in astonishment and disbelief.

How could a woman who was once so frail and shy now possess such an aura of freedom, seductive allure, like a captivating beauty who could ensnare nations!

A glimmer of clarity just flashed in Rong Ling's eyes, and his hot, tender lips were suddenly pressed against hers. The softness of the taste made him, who was already craving her, somewhat confused. Confused to the point of not wanting to pull away, he simply leaned forward slightly, lowered his head, and let her kiss him. His cold eyes half-closed in enjoyment, and within his deep, sunken pupils, fiery sparks jumped up and down wildly.

She kissed deeply, boldly, with unrestrained passion. She used all her skill with reckless abandon. Her soft tongue, like a daring and seductive demoness, danced with fiery passion inside his mouth. He was like a naive youth at a night bonfire feast, completely captivated by a beautiful, barefooted temptress. With just a seductive smile, she didn't even need words, he would foolishly follow her anywhere. And with just a smoldering look from her, he would feel heat surging through his entire body.

He was so immersed that his eyes and ears could no longer tolerate anything else, so Li Lanqiu's resentful and aggrieved calls could only become a sight for the walls.

Her hands, mischievously wandering over his body, were like the way this man used to press her down every time, teasing the flames of desire within her. She was a good student, and a clever one too; unconsciously, she picked up on many things, just as he had initially hoped. She rarely put what she learned into practice before, because of shyness, but also because this man was so intense. If she teased him too much, she worried that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed the next day.

But now there was no need to hide it. She wanted to stir up the man's fire, preferably burning him so intensely that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. And in the days to come, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully either.

When she used his teasing ways to tease him back, the effect was undeniably noticeable. A soft murmur escaped his throat, still somewhat restrained, just barely audible to those a little further away, but clear as day to her. She could also feel the man's desire rising, pressing against her stomach.

That's great!

A mischievous smile played on her lips, like a little vixen. Her fiery hand slid down to the man's hip, moving along his waist with a slow, deliberate grace that had everyone staring in disbelief. How dare she act so brazenly in public Her fingers crept upwards, inch by inch, towards his stomach. If nothing was done to stop her, it was clear what she intended to touch next.

Although Rong Ling had lost most of his rationality, he still grasped her hand with some difficulty. His mouth was on fire, greedily clinging to her small tongue, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

But she suddenly retracted her fragrant tongue and, provocatively, lightly bit his lip before breaking the kiss.

His eyes burned with a fiery desire as they locked onto hers. He craved to hold her, to take her away, to devour her upstairs. He gazed into her captivating eyes, veiled in mist, mirroring his own lust. He felt it, he could take her, consume her whole.

Right away!

But she said—

"I'm leaving, getting out of here!"

It was still her sweet voice, yet it sounded like it came from someone else. But clearly, it was her lips that were moving up and down. Lips that had become even more luscious after the kiss they shared.

She pushed him hard, her small hand transforming into a palm, pressing against his chest, voicing her resistance. If it weren't for his hand gripping her waist, she might have been able to push him away so directly.

What!

He raised an eyebrow, wanting to ask her what she had just said. But reason reminded him not to, so he held onto her waist as if he hadn't heard a word. But she clearly wasn't going to let him get away with pretending.

"Uncle, please send me a driver, I need to leave immediately! Youyou and Haohuo, go upstairs and pack your belongings. Let's go with Mommy!"

Though she was instructing, her eyes were fixed on Rong Ling. She looked like she was talking to someone else, but every word seemed more directed at him.

Rong Ling tightened his grip on her waist. As if that wasn't enough to hold her, he reached out with his other hand and circled around, trapping her waist with both hands like handcuffs, securing her firmly within his embrace.

He knew, this was her!

She was cunning, mischievous, and drove him wild, yet she could attack his softness most effectively afterward.

She's not one to shy away from settling scores, but if she does, she'll always hit him where it hurts, leaving him completely flustered!to prepare for another shot. His face was gray, resolute, and cold, revealing a detachment from life and death. His eyes were icy, and his grip on the gun was meticulous.This man's aura is definitely...