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aloof, he wouldn't be able to show much tenderness or apologize to her at this time. She could only reluctantly suppress her longing and had to cheer herself up, lifting her spirits and smiling at hi..."Lin Meng—"

Rong Ling roared loudly. His good physique and extremely strong lung capacity allowed his calls to travel far in the rain curtain. Lin Meng heard it, like a startled rabbit, she loosened her hand covering her head and pricked up her ears. When she truly heard someone calling her, and that person was most likely Rong Ling, she blinked, her pale face suddenly smiled. In the pitch-black night, her white face was like a small lantern, illuminating her dark eyes and the fleeting smile, so stunning yet eerie!

She didn't hear...she didn't hear anything...

She pressed her hands heavily to her ears, burying her head back between her knees, pulling herself into an even smaller ball. Her light yellow clothes were soaked with rain and mud, making her look from afar like a small haystack.

She retaliated against the humiliation she had suffered, torturing herself with indifference. She remained silent, even as he cried out in anguish. It was he who abandoned her, who brought her to this state, so she ignored him, refused to answer him, and wouldn't give him anything...

She would punish herself, even inflicting pain upon her own body, to inflict punishment on him. Though she suffered greatly, he felt only a fraction of it. She was willing to endure such pain for this sliver of retribution. How pitiful she was, facing him, capable of nothing but this kind of resistance, expressing her dissatisfaction in this way. This childish tantrum was her limit, the only way she could maintain her dignity while wounded and hurting.

In the heavy rain, Rong Ling's calls continued relentlessly. According to his estimation, if Lin Meng hadn't encountered any accidents, it was impossible for her to have gone too far; she should still be in this vicinity. That meant she absolutely couldn't have missed hearing his calls. He started to feel uneasy and the thought of summoning his subordinates crossed his mind…

As he rapidly analyzed the situation, his sharp eyes scanned the scene like a radar. His rigorous training allowed him to see clearly even through the misty rain. When his gaze swept past a patch of dull yellow, it suddenly returned, focusing intently on that spot.

Driven by some beastly instinct, he rushed forward. In two bounds, he slid down the slope and arrived before Lin Meng. He reached out and pulled her arm up, hauling her up. Looking up, it was indeed that face like porcelain radiating smoke. Only then did his heart, which had been held in such tension, finally relax. Then, he couldn't control himself and burst into anger.

Because, she was clearly awake. Her mesmerizing and alluring black eyes were half-open, staring at him. He suddenly roared in anger.

"Woman, are you stupid I called you and you didn't even respond!"

He was about to be driven mad by this idiotic woman! He searched for her frantically, desperate with anger. But she just stayed silent like a turtle hiding in its shell. Was that how she treated him He'd never been so humiliated before. If she weren't a woman, he would have punched her long ago.

But his anger did not affect Lin Meng at all.

She laughed softly, her face washed by the cold rain. Her brow, her eyes, she slowly narrowed them, using those long and eerie eyes to lock onto Rong Ling's gaze. Her pale red lips curved into a low, seductive smile.

"Hee hee... Rong Ling... you... are a big bad guy..."

She reached out tremblingly, her slender fingers rubbing Rong Ling's face without any politeness. She was arrogant and domineering, as if possessed by a queen.

Who gave her such guts! This poor little thing, who would shrink into silence at the slightest scare and swallow all her grievances, how could she have become so bold in such a short time!

Rong Ling frowned, a bad premonition making him immediately reach out to touch her forehead. Sure enough, his hand felt a burning heat. This little woman had a fever, and she was obviously delirious!

"Villain...kill you...hehehe...kill you..."

Lin Meng stretched out her small hand and helplessly slapped Rong Ling's face. Although her slap didn't hurt at all, he was the chairman of the prestigious East Asia Group! How could someone just hit his face like that! Rong Ling's face turned ashen with anger.

"Woman, just wait and see how I'll deal with you!"

He gritted his teeth and then scooped her up, carrying her sideways up the slope.

Lin Meng was like an restless little lion, thrashing around in his arms. He wildly patted at his chest and mumbled incoherent curses like "Bad guy... bad person... I'll kill you," leaving Rong Ling increasingly gloomy. His face, as dark as the storm clouds above, was simply terrifying.

Seeing her burn everything to ashes and cause such chaos, Rong Ling couldn't help but reach out and slap her butt hard. He glared at her menacingly, threatening her with gritted teeth.

"If you move around again, I'll beat your butt bloody!"

She let out a belch, widening her eyes which seemed dazed. She stared at him with wide eyes. As if his threat had worked, she became docile, half-closing her eyes and snuggling in his arms like a kitten. Who would have thought that just moments ago she had been bouncing around like a ferocious little lioness!

Finally onto the highway, Rong Ling immediately took off running, bouncing along bumpily, causing her to giggle idiotically. It made him helpless, as if he had become a clown acting for laughs.

"

What a mess!

"

He spared a moment, glaring at her with intensity. His words were harsh and fierce, but his movements became increasingly gentle. His steps grew steadier, as if afraid of disturbing her in any way. At the same time, one arm cleverly shielded half of her face, protecting it from the cold rain that might have splashed into her nose.

After running for seven or eight minutes, he finally arrived at his sports car. He opened the car, turned up the air conditioning inside, and without bothering to wipe the rain off his body, he immediately reached out to remove Lin Meng's clothes. She was already burning up like this; these wet clothes couldn't be left on her.

Even though Lin Meng was delirious, the insults she had endured before still lingered in her mind, and she subconsciously resisted. When someone started removing her clothes, she struggled instinctively. Her delicate frame seemed to draw strength from nowhere as she waved her arms and kicked her legs towards Rong Ling, infuriating him. Feeling unsatisfied, she pressed down on her burnt throat and growled: "Go away, go away..."

She half-closed her eyes, and you couldn't tell if she recognized the person in front of her as Rong Ling!

This is really pushing Rong Ling's buttons. This woman, who has always been so well-behaved, turns out to be a real handful once she gets angry. She's even more difficult to deal with than a furious cat, with claws out and teeth bared like a tigress.

He wasn't gentle with her anymore. Rong Ling snorted and directly adopted the most brutal but also the most effective method. "Rip—" With a sound, he tore off her clothes, watching as she tried to cover herself with what little remained. She widened her eyes in disbelief and angrily swung her arm at him. Rong Ling narrowed his eyes, reaching out and easily grabbing her slender arm. He had wanted to adopt the previous approach, doing things all at once and binding her again with a belt. But seeing the scars on her wrist from last night that hadn't faded yet, he held back. Instead, he gripped her arm tightly with one hand while quickly tearing off her pants with the other.

She looked utterly wretched, her body soaked in both rain and mud, as if she had rolled around in a ditch. Her face and lower legs were smeared with mud, and her hair was tangled with weeds. His face contorted with each passing moment. He couldn't believe it; he had only been away from her for a short while, how could she have gotten herself into such a state so quickly!

She was humming to herself there, either in a pained voice or with low curses. Rong Ling frowned and didn't intend to listen to her rambling, illogical hums. He impatiently untied his tie and quickly took off his rain-soaked white shirt. Roughly, he used the clean white shirt to wipe her face, which was unclear whether it was tears or rainwater. Then he wiped her wet body.

Lin Meng rolled in the small ditch, her body covered in mud. After being washed by the rain, she took off her clothes, revealing a white and tender body with patches of gray dirt. When Rong Ling wiped her clean with his own white shirt, that expensive shirt, worth thousands, was ruined, dirtier than a rag. Rong Ling simply threw the white shirt away and took off her travel shoes. In an instant, Lin Meng stood there naked like a newborn baby, her posture incredibly alluring. Because of the fever, her skin was pale with unnatural redness. It wasn't an exaggeration to say she was oozing with temptation. But at this moment, who could notice these things Given the circumstances, if Rong Ling still thought about frivolous matters, he would be no better than a beast!

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