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aback for a moment, only then realizing that, unbeknownst to her, the tears had stopped! The grief that had been weighing heavily on her heart was dispersed by his mischief and disruption.He reached o...Reaching out, she was so angry that she started scratching him. After all, this man had always been so bold, her resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—ridiculous. It would be better to just give up and make him uncomfortable instead. So, with her soft fingers, she began to scratch him viciously in his waist. Lin Meng started to hate herself for having cut her nails just yesterday. Now, all ten fingertips were bare, completely unable to inflict any real harm on the man. Yet, the man moaned spasmodically, his breathing becoming heavy and labored. Judging by his changing desires, this man seemed to have suddenly become quite aroused.

She blinked, a few ideas flashing through her mind before she turned to observe the man's expression. His handsome face flushed red as he stared at her, his eyes narrowed in anger, his thin lips pressed together in restraint. She rolled her eyes, seeming to understand something, and then with her soft ten fingers, she lightly scratched him on the waist again, not too hard.

The man began to scoff, “Don’t move!”

He reached out to grab her hand, but she wasn't stupid. She wouldn't let a man take all the advantage, while she only got beaten. Her small hand groped around and went towards the man's coccyx. The man stiffened instantly. Her hand began to touch him erratically, rubbing and grabbing him wildly.

His face twisted slightly, he lowered his head and bit heavily on her collarbone. His dark, husky voice, thick with desire, held a hint of displeasure. "Where did you learn that!"

She immediately laughed, a sly and charming smile playing on her lips as she felt like she had found what she was looking for. With a seductive glance at him, she softened her voice and coquettishly said, "Isn't it just something I figured out from you"

Then, using both hands and feet, she clung to the man like a vine, leaning in to kiss him. Her small hands caressed his lower back and waist, sometimes softly, sometimes forcefully. Those were sensitive spots for the man, and her touch set his heart ablaze. He had wanted to interrogate her, but now she was acting like a fairy, kissing and caressing him with such passion. The experience felt new and exciting, so he couldn't bring himself to stop her. Under her deliberate provocation, he quickly lost control, flipped her over, pinning her against the wall, and punished her mercilessly.

As soon as she finished her busy work, she closed her eyes.

There are some things men have to be clear about, so he woke her up. The woman got angry; this wasn't letting her sleep! So, with great spirit, she shouted: "If you don't let me sleep, don't even think about getting into my bed!"

The man was stunned.

The woman smirked twice and closed her eyes, continuing to sleep.

The man roughly squeezed her ass and growled, "You're beautiful!"

“I’ll settle the score with you tomorrow!” he added, then lay down. After about ten minutes had passed, when the woman, exhausted from her recent frenetic activities, had begun to snore softly, he got up like a cat, climbed out of bed, and gently lifted the thin quilt at the foot of the bed. This revealed her two small, white, tender feet. On the ankle of her right foot, a diamond-studded anklet was radiating a quiet, brilliant light, a radiance that even the faint night couldn't obscure.

The man glanced at the woman sleeping soundly. Perhaps because he had thoroughly "nourished" her, she was now fast asleep. Her flushed little face, as tranquil as a lotus flower. He lowered his eyes and his long fingers quickly landed on her anklet. Distracted by her sleeping beauty, his fingers moved swiftly, effortlessly removing the anklet from her ankle.

Perhaps because the ankle bracelet had stayed on her leg for too long, it was somewhat fused with her skin. So when the bracelet finally came off her foot, she frowned uncomfortably and hummed softly. Her left foot moved instinctively, shifting closer to her right foot and rubbing against her ankle. The man immediately reached out, his big palm gently stroking her delicate little foot and soothingly kneading it. She let out a muffled grunt and became more docile, but her eyebrows remained slightly furrowed, as if something had startled her.

He pulled the thin blanket over her legs, then leaned in and kissed her small mouth, the force gradually increasing. Sure enough, his harassment made her disgusted. She grumbled unhappily, "Get away!" Then, like she was driving him out, she waved her hands around randomly, trying to get rid of him and stop him from acting that way. He stopped moving, and she smiled, her brows relaxing, a sense of satisfaction in her expression.

After being harassed like that, he had already forgotten about the missing part of his ankle.

The man smirked, a devilish grin on his lips.

Little sample, let you be proud!

He tapped his finger, the anklet dangling from it shimmered and started to jump, like teardrops of pitiful sorrow.

The man picked up his phone and walked out, muttering a few words in a low voice. Within minutes, someone arrived. Rong Ling handed over the anklet and whispered to the person, “Make it look good, don’t let anyone notice.”

The visitor, looking serious, assured him that he would definitely deliver his request to the Seventh Young Master without any alteration.

“Take my plane, go fast and come back!”

The visitor agreed and hurried away!

Cong Ling shut the door, and now she felt relieved and triumphant!

Little one, once the treated anklet comes back and she puts it on again, let's see if she dares to run! Even if she runs to the ends of the earth, he can bring her back.

He wanted to put a tracker on her, this wasn't something new, it was just that he never found the right opportunity. He also thought about how she had just come back and they had a long road ahead of them, so he didn't rush things too much. This time, the woman ran away without hesitation, although she came back to do some weird order, it was enough to make him regret it, his intestines turned green with regret. This time, he even needed to use his son's watch to find her, it was simply pathetic!

This kind of mistake, he'd made it once and that was enough. He absolutely wouldn't let it happen again. So, he deliberately tormented her, knowing she was exhausted and fighting sleep, and still dragged her into two rounds of intense exercise, leaving her completely drained and unable to even move, let alone stay awake.

To do something like this, to avoid her, and possibly keep it a secret from her for life, naturally has to be done discreetly.

How cunning men can be! To prevent the woman from waking before the necklace was returned, he carefully drew the heavy curtains shut. Even though the sun blazed outside, the room remained pitch black, as if it were still pre-dawn.

Although Lin Meng was tired, and although this despicable man once again appeared before her like a ghost, even bringing her longed-for treasure to her side, she did not relax her nerves. All these days, she had been torturing herself, running around east and west, all for the sake of getting back at him, so that no one would look down on her!

She, He Ya, is capable of making City B intolerable for her Lin Meng. But she doesn't believe it. Can the power of the He family still dominate the entire country If City B won't work, she'll move somewhere else. She doesn't believe that with her own efforts and the company's good quality and service, she wouldn't be able to secure orders!

He Ruan's three brothers didn't always respect her, treating her like just a pretty vase. She wanted to prove to them that beautiful women aren't just vases; they can also be intelligent, capable, and resourceful. She needed to show them this once so she could start her plan to change their perspectives.

So, even though she was worn down by the bullying, these days her nerves had been on edge, starting to remind her at dawn, getting her up.

She moaned softly, her beautiful body starting to wriggle in the bedsheets, struggling, indulging in one last tender embrace with the bedding.

The sly and alert man, seeing this, didn't say a word. He pulled the blanket up and flipped onto her, starting to kiss her feverishly, clouding her mind. Her body was still sleepy from just waking up, and she hadn't been getting enough sleep lately. So, with the man's lovemaking and teasing, her body grew softer and softer like water. No matter how she struggled, it was useless. Several times, she forced herself to wake up, but when she strained to open her eyes, all she saw were the flickering shadows in the room. She felt overstrained. It was still early, the sky hadn't even brightened yet, and she ended up exhausted by that man who seemed to always have endless energy.

At that time, she even thought sympathetically, it seemed that men had a physiological phenomenon around early morning, so they were prone to impulsiveness. So she would help him out. Thus, without much struggle, she was foolishly eaten by this man who was full of schemes.

After that, she naturally fell asleep again from exhaustion.

When she showed signs of waking again, the man took her for another workout. This time, she was so exhausted that her whole body ached, and she didn't move again, falling into a deep sleep.

Later, the anklet was returned. The man took a careful look at it, finding that it was almost identical to its original state, and he was very satisfied. Warming the anklet in his hand which was slightly cold, the man smirked with a smug grin and gently put it back on her ankle.

She didn't move at all; she had been thoroughly exhausted by him just moments ago, so she hadn't noticed a thing.

He could be considered to have let go of a major thing in his heart, climbed onto the bed, and this time he bit her small ear rather heavily. She frowned, he smirked, and stared at her with piercing eyes, not blinking once.

"Woman, you can never escape me for the rest of your life!"n the bed and directly tearing her nightgown apart. Otherwise, if she went back, the torn-up nightgown would be difficult to explain!He gazed at her, dazed and confused, his heart burning hotter, his...