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Lin Meng started feeling uneasy.She suddenly stood up, her face slightly flushed, and hurriedly said to Gao Xi, "I'm sorry, I... I have to go!"Saying that, regardless of Gao Xi's thoughts, she turned...The man's eyes were so cold they threatened to freeze over. His aloof and gloomy aura froze the host in place, rendering him speechless. When everyone followed his gaze, they couldn't understand what had suddenly caused this handsome, god-like man to become so menacing amidst the crowd of people.
Lin Meng had already pushed Feng Tan away, right when Feng Tan's palm was about to touch her back. Of course, because of the angle, what Rong Ling saw was naturally that Feng Tan had already touched Lin Meng's back.
Lin Meng took a step back and looked up at Feng Tan, but there was a hint of wary distance in her expression. Of course, because of the angle and the dim lighting, Rong Ling saw that Feng Tan and Lin Meng were still standing very close!
This damn woman!
He was furious! It took a tremendous amount of effort to suppress his rage, to maintain composure and not abandon He Ya and Bingbing rudely!
Feng Tan saw the change in Lin Meng, but he was always among women, dealing with them naturally.
He shrugged, not a trace of awkwardness on his face. It seemed like he had just pulled Lin Meng into his arms as naturally as if it were a simple handshake between friends. He smiled and teased Lin Meng, "I'm happy to lend my shoulder to any heartbroken lady, Dream Dream, come here. For the sake of our friendship, I give you permission to lean on me all night!"
is a tease, but also a hint of seduction!
Ke Linmeng wasn't someone from his circle, nor was she one of the chaotic female artists under his banner. Naturally, she wouldn't be so "smart" as to understand his hints, nor would she consider his proposal a kind of "honor"! But he still managed to elicit a slight smile from her, just a brief one, faint and quickly disappearing from the corner of her mouth.
"Mommy, I want to go home."
The little guy suddenly said grumpily.
Just so happened, Lin Meng also had this intention, so she didn't delve deeper into Feng Tan's just now action if there was anything inappropriate. She bid farewell to Feng Tan.
Feng Tan immediately expressed his willingness to send them, the mother and son, back. However, Lin Meng insisted on taking her child home by taxi. Her refusal was already quite obvious, so obvious that even if Feng Tan had the thickest skin, he couldn't muster the courage to approach any further. So, he could only watch them leave with a dejected expression.
This woman is really tough to deal with. Sometimes her strength is actually hurtful, just like now she left and didn't even let him see her off. If it were another woman, she would definitely try every means to get him to see her off. Even if she was heartbroken, she would be willing to have someone accompany her in her sadness, after all, he is a good backup option!
And this woman, she was so unique!
That's why he's so helpless!
Feng Tan slowly followed behind her. First, it was to continue stimulating Rong Ling and prevent him from being so arrogant. Second, Lin Meng was too beautiful, and it was hard to guarantee that nothing would happen to her in this dimly lit place. Finally, watching Lin Meng and her mother get into a taxi, Feng Tan silently memorized the license plate number before grumpily going to find his own car.
This bustling, chaotic ice sculpture exhibition, he wouldn't have come even if he were to be killed, if not for this woman. The woman is gone, he's left alone, what's the point!
Lin Meng started sending individual text messages to Ruan Chengyi and the others, stating that she had left by car first and asked them to continue having fun and not come looking for her. As she typed each character on the keyboard, Lin Meng felt something wet and warm falling onto her neck, drop by drop!
Her hand froze. When she turned her head and pulled the little one's head off her shoulder, she saw that two lines of tears had already streamed down his face.
"Yoyo!" She exclaimed with worry in her voice.
The little boy was seen crying by Lin Meng, his tears immediately flowing like a broken dam, rushing down. His tightly pursed lips could no longer be held together.
"Mommy..."
The little boy clutched Lin Meng's hand tightly, lifting his tear-stained face and trying hard to keep his brimming black eyes wide open as he looked at her.
"Mommy…" the little one cried, hiccupping. "Uncle Rong isn't Daddy…sniff…isn't Uncle Daddy… "
Why does Uncle want to be with the older sister!
Why does Uncle have to play with them!
How annoying, how annoying!
Isn't Uncle the same as Dad
Isn't it!
"Mommy, Uncle isn't Daddy, is he Isn't he Daddy..."
Xia Jia wailed, clutching Lin Meng's arm tightly. Her tear-filled eyes remained stubbornly fixed on Lin Meng, searching for an answer.
Lin Mengqiang endured the grief, but it broke down under the child's increasingly sorrowful questions. He followed suit and burst into tears.
How could she possibly answer that!
Isn't that man!
Isn't he
She couldn't answer, so she could only shake her head! Besides shaking her head, she couldn't think of what else to do!
The little guy, seeing this, let out a cry and cried even louder.
"Uncle is bad, so bad, I hate him, hate him..."
Lin Meng stretched out her hand and hugged the little fellow into her arms, pressing his head against her shoulder. Tears flowed down slowly! Her heart shattered piece by piece!
She was sad, she cried, those were all her own affairs, she could bear it. After crying, she could smile and say it was nothing, saying that everything would pass. But making the little one so heartbroken, that was her fault! She deserved to die!
It's not just her, but that man too!
No matter what an adult does wrong, they should not blame the child. But she and that man are both inadequate, repeatedly hurting the child!
The child questioned the man if he was his father! Why would he have such an idea! Was it their behavior that gave him a wrong impression! How long has he had this idea! Then, seeing the man with other women and children, how heartbroken he must be!
She clearly knew the little guy craved fatherly love, so she even wanted to let the child spend more time with Rong Ling, perhaps to somewhat make up for his lack of a father. The little boy was delighted and really liked Rong Ling, often looking forward to him coming home to play. She saw this and was initially quite happy, but from what she'd seen these past few days, she realized she'd made a mistake!
She and Rong Ling had virtually no future together, yet she prematurely dragged the child into this mess, even making the child see him as a father. That was her biggest mistake.
The little boy was crying, each cry like a knife stabbing her heart. He was the only one who shared her blood, and to see him hurt caused her pain tenfold.
Like moths drawn to flame, they pursue what is unattainable with such unwavering persistence. When the moth is scorched by the flames, is that not a similar kind of pain!
She was also flying headfirst into the fire with everything Rong Ling had done, wasn't she!
Is that the only way, to resort to humiliation!
It's hard to find a three-legged toad in this world, isn't it harder to find a man with two legs!
Even without a man, she alone, can't she still raise her child well!
When the neon lights outside flickered on and off her face, she, filled with despair and sorrow, made a decision amidst her tears -- Rong Ling, I must let you go!
It might be difficult, but I will try my best to let you go little by little!
A call came in, and as soon as she saw it was Rong Ling, she didn't hesitate to hang up. This happened several times in a row. Although the man's previous threat to forbid her from not answering his calls still hung over her head, she simply dismissed it! She had no obligation to obey him like some kind of servant. With tears in her eyes, she finished the draft message she had started earlier and sent it to Ruan Chengyi and the others. Then, Xiao Youyou's phone rang again, which was unusual. Basically, except for her, no one would call the little guy. Lin Meng took out the child's phone and saw that it was Rong Ling again. Disgusted, she directly chose to turn off the phone.
It's likely that the man also realized he was bothering people, so he didn't call again.
Lin Meng didn't know that, although Rong Ling outwardly maintained his composure, inside he was already as agitated as a raging lion. He couldn't possibly continue playing that ridiculous game. Even if he truly liked Bingbing, someone like him would never stoop to participating in such childish games in public. The only reason he played was to provoke Lin Meng. Now the main character has run off, and she's with another man—there's no way he could continue playing!
He patiently finished the series of games, then called Lin Meng but got no answer. He called Xiaojia again and was directly hung up on. Rong Ling’s heart felt like it was on fire. A man and a woman alone together, who knows what kind of things would happen That woman was a little temptress, it wouldn't be strange if that damned man couldn't resist!
The more he thought about it, the more something felt off. He didn't care about Heya's displeasure or Bingbing's hurt. Without a word, he called a taxi and sent them away. He got into the car that had driven him here and started the chase. That little vixen dared to run off with her son to fool around with another man He'd make her pay!
Rong Ling, this is jealousy burning!
He clearly saw from his angle that Feng Tan pulled her into his arms and placed his dirty hand on her waist. He also clearly saw the triumphant and arrogant smile on Feng Tan's face, and saw Feng Tan following closely behind her as she walked out!
It's only been a few days, and that damn woman has already been conquered by Feng Tan!
"Damn it!" he muttered.
From his subordinate, he learned that the signal located on Lin Meng was heading to the Ban Yue District. He didn't feel relieved at all! That woman didn't answer his calls, it wasn't right, there must be something going on in her heart, she even turned off her son's phone, it was simply spooky!
His mind was racing, a chaotic jumble of thoughts filling his head to the point of bursting. He felt like a lit firecracker, on the verge of exploding!
This man was a reckless driver, speeding in his arrogant Range Rover, barreling through the streets with no regard for anything. Though he started later than Lin Meng, he didn't care about running red lights or getting chased by the police. He sped ahead and actually arrived before Lin Meng. When he got there, Lin Meng wasn't back yet. He quickly thought of a plan, drove his car to the side of the road, and hid in the shadows, waiting for Lin Meng's return.
He swore that if he saw that woman acting intimately with Feng, he wouldn't let her off today!
Waiting by the tree like a hunter waiting for prey, this man glared menacingly at the taxi that had pulled up to the door. Two figures emerged from the vehicle, illuminated by the streetlight, and the outline of their faces was unmistakable – it was indeed the little vixen who had been driving him mad!
But what about those bloodshot eyes!
Cried!
Rong Ling felt a twinge of unease, and within that unease, there was naturally a touch of sympathy. Seeing the woman walk into the house with the child, while no one else got out of the taxi and it drove away directly, the turbulence in his heart subsided somewhat. His sharp mind, which had been slow to catch up, finally started to analyze rationally, and then, quite pleased with himself, he raised a slight smile and came to this conclusion:
原來，這女人也冇他想象地那麼無動於衷啊！
Oh, are you still being stimulated!
Oh, so you were crying!
It turns out, not answering his phone call was because you were angry!
His mood instantly lifted. The clouds parted, and that's exactly how he felt!
He wanted to run after her immediately, grab the woman, and take a good look at her current predicament, making her feel embarrassed too. But seeing the little lump on her body, he stopped. The child hadn't moved much and seemed to be asleep. He had just recovered from his illness; if he woke him up, it wouldn't be good.
Besides, if he appeared in front of that woman, she would definitely think he was pursuing her. The moment she stepped to the door, he followed closely behind. This is unreasonable. Perhaps that woman would be overjoyed and think he really cared about her!
No!
He pursed his lips and decided to leave quietly. Let this woman reflect on herself more, otherwise, she wouldn't know who she was!
There's an old saying: "Cleverness can be one's undoing!"
Maybe he's just too smart!
So that's it, time wasted!
While he was complacently assuming that Lin Meng would only care about him more and more, on the other end, Lin Meng continued to grieve bitterly. Then, fueled by her anguish, she forced herself to gradually loathe him and let go of him!
The little guy fell asleep crying that day. Lin Meng held him down from the car and onto the bed. The next day, when he woke up, he was like nothing had happened, except that he never mentioned Rong Ling again. Lin Meng didn't ask the little guy why, given that he already had a father, he thought Rong Ling was his dad. That matter just let go, and no one brought it up again.
The New Year's holiday has just ended, and the little guy started practicing martial arts stances early in the morning, saying he wanted to continue learning from Old Man Yan. The little guy was very determined. Lin Meng wanted to persuade him to take a few more days off, but seeing his tense face and stubborn eyes, she finally gave in and agreed. She didn't send the little guy to Dafeng Kindergarten this time, but waited until afternoon before personally taking him to Old Man Yan's place, then went to the hospital.
The day after seeing the ice sculptures, she came down with a cold. She had a slight fever, but didn't take it seriously. She just went to the drugstore and bought some ordinary cold medicine. Perhaps because this cold was particularly severe, or maybe because her mood had been gloomy all along, after taking the medicine, her condition not only failed to improve, but actually worsened.
Thinking about letting go of Rong Ling seemed to take all her strength, as if a part of her soul had been ripped away. She was exhausted and didn't want to do anything, even when she fell ill, she barely paid attention, just eating the medicine haphazardly. Lazily, she even had a desire to give up on herself, to let herself get seriously sick, and then after recovering, forget about that man's strange idea!
I'm going to the hospital, probably because I've been infected by my little one's spirit. Thinking about how my little one is getting better, I have to keep pushing myself to continue practicing martial arts. She thinks that as a mother, she can't just be so lazy anymore. Mothers should even be surpassed by their children! That wouldn't do at all.
Upon arriving at the hospital, she found that there were a surprisingly large number of patients. It seemed they had all accumulated over the three-day New Year's holiday. She figured other hospitals were probably just as crowded. There was no choice but to queue up and wait for her turn.
She had a cold and a fever. She was already weak, and after standing in line for a while, she started sweating profusely. As soon as the sweat came out, a cold wind blew, and she immediately became chilled, soaking her clothes. She felt miserable and could barely stand, but she could only bear it. By the time she finally reached the doctor's office, most of her hair on her forehead was wet, and she felt dizzy.
Holding onto her number, she leaned against the wall and rested for a while before finally walking to the department with slightly weak legs. As she walked, her legs still felt wobbly, and she vaguely thought to herself that this cold seemed to be quite serious this time.
She was distracted and couldn't concentrate, so she bumped into someone. Worse still, she didn't hurt the person at all, but instead her legs went weak and she stumbled backward from the recoil!
"Be careful!" The tall figure that had been standing beside him suddenly turned, and with a large hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
The man's voice was cold and refreshing, like a clear spring. She found it both familiar and exhilarating. That cool, detached tone truly felt soothing to her ears, easing the heat she felt all over.
Then, the hand gripping her arm suddenly tightened, as if trying to burrow into her flesh. She protested with a frown and a glare, but was pulled even closer into the man's embrace. A large arm, unmistakably male, encircled her waist tightly.
She was furious!
I was already in a bad mood and fell ill, but then I encountered such a thing at the hospital!
She raised her head, ready to unleash a rebuke, but -- upon seeing that familiar face, all the words she had been about to say were caught in her throat.
Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, fragile and uncontrolled. They surged onto the crest of overwhelming joy, yet couldn't quite conceal the underlying pang of sorrow.he gushing sound of running water. She thought to herself, "That man couldn't possibly be taking a cold shower, could he" The spring water would be freezing. She felt a pang of sympathy, but quickly...