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can you say that!"Old Mrs. He was somewhat willful, but she also knew which words to say and which not to say. What He Ya had said was practically pushing the He family and Rong Ling to a break. What...Upon hearing this, all her struggle softened. She simply hung her head, her hair falling loose, sat there silently, and did not look at him.

He let out a low sigh, his brows furrowed for a moment before relaxing. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “The Ho family is good friends with our Rong family. That old lady… you can't offend her easily. It's not that I'm afraid of her, it’s just that I don't want to embarrass her. Otherwise, the elders at home will have something to say, saying that I disrespect the elderly and lose face as the head of the family. The old lady is someone who values face and loves to protect her own. Not stopping her in time was my oversight. But you really shouldn’t have pointed a knife at her! People get weird when they get older, and they can't stand being disrespected or treated like nothing. So, when you pointed a knife at her, she came running to me complaining. I was furious inside, so I lost control just now and slapped you. Don’t take it to heart, I didn’t mean to. But please don’t ever say that the Ho family is crazy! Even I can't be so disrespectful!”

If that got into the ears of the He family, this silly woman would definitely be eaten alive by them! She has no idea how powerful some people are in this country. They can make a person's life completely miserable and unable to live or die peacefully.

He rarely spoke to her in such a soft voice, explaining things. The moment she heard his words, her heart softened. Although there was still a hint of bitterness inside her, blaming him and being annoyed with him, she still let out a soft "hmm" sound, showing that she had heard him. She wouldn't take his slap to heart and would obey him!

But then he suddenly said, “Then get up and apologize to Grandma!”

She was stunned. At that moment, her heart was pierced by something heavy. Looking up, she widened her eyes and stared straight at him, wanting to see his face clearly. But from that face, which was still beautiful but merciless, she couldn't see anything she hoped for.

"I won't apologize!" she gritted out, her voice choked with emotion.

He slowly narrowed his eyes.

She lowered her head again, chuckling through tears. “Do whatever you want, but there’s one thing: I won’t apologize!”

She buried her head in her knees, shrinking herself into a ball.

Rong Ling bit her lips tightly, feeling a severe headache. For the first time, she found this woman so difficult to deal with.

If you don't apologize, I will be very embarrassed! You're being really harsh!

Because, that old woman from the He family would certainly alarm her elders at home, and then everyone would notice him. At that time, if the elders had any complaints, he would find it difficult to protect her! Although he is already the head of the Rong family, the power of his elders at home should not be underestimated. He didn't want to cause himself unnecessary trouble, nor did he want her to get hurt again. All he wanted was for this matter to end here, and never come up with anything else!

"How dare you!" she sobbed, burying her head and letting out a low growl, like a wounded creature. So wronged, so indignant!

Rong Ling sighed, feeling a sudden pang of frustration. If this were any other woman, he would simply ignore her, turn and leave, letting her cry as she pleased, and facing the consequences herself. But it was her...

He was a little troubled, only because things seemed to involve her, and thus were no longer under his control. To be honest, he really hated this feeling of being out of control. But seeing her there, bowing her head and sobbing, her black hair drooping, her small skull tucked away between her knees, huddled up like that, so pitiful, he couldn't bear it!

Thus, he reached out to touch her little head to comfort her. But in the midst of it, the feeling of his fingers being entangled made him feel something was wrong. He raised his hand and saw that between his long fingers were tangled strands of jet-black hair, disentangled from her head. That deep black color stimulated him.

"What's going on!" he asked in a grave voice. How could she, out of the blue, lose so much hair

She was heartbroken and wouldn't even talk to him.

He frowned, jumped off the bed abruptly, grabbed a comb and came back to brush her hair. She was annoyed and struggled inside because her scalp was being pulled and it hurt a little. He simply reached out, gripped her neck, pressed her hard against his chest, and brushed her hair with self-absorption. After two strokes, he felt something was wrong. Her hair was nearly knotted, messy beyond belief, and a lot of it was falling out. This immediately reminded him of fighting! When women fight, they seem to love pulling each other's hair!

Adding to the chill in his eyes!

When all the hair was brushed out, a large clump of broken hairs fell before his eyes. They were pitch black and clumped together, looking rather frightening. Rong Ling was furious! Although he was angry with Lin Meng in his heart, he couldn't bear to see her being bullied by others when he wasn't paying attention.

"Who did it! Huh!"

He previously thought she had messy hair because she was sleeping. Now it seems that's not the case.

She was holding back her anger, unwilling to answer. He tugged at the clump of black hair in his hand, lifted her chin, and asked her with a cold and stern voice.

She also saw that he was holding a lot of black hair, tied into strands and bunches. Her heart ached seeing this, she reached out, wanting to grab the hair from Rong Ling's hand, and sobbed softly, "Don't you worry about it!"

He flew into a rage, grabbed hold of Lin Meng's arm, stopping her, and snarled through gritted teeth, "Lin Meng, I warn you, don't ever say those four words again: 'It's none of your business!'"

He just casually glanced at Lin Meng's arm and saw a bruise. He immediately turned his hand, pulling the bruise up to his face for a closer look. It was clearly caused by someone pinching her, with bright red nail marks and fingermarks on top of it!

To think that she, with her temper, would actually brandish a kitchen knife at someone! She must have been pushed to the limit. He immediately guessed what had happened.

"You fought with He Ya!"

Her eyebrows shot up, a hint of severity in their arch!

She abruptly turned her head away, refusing to look at him, with a hint of defiance in her eyes!

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her clothes. She was startled and shouted, "What are you doing!"

He remained silent, his lips pressed together tightly, radiating a chilling coldness. He didn't even look at her struggles, swiftly ripping off her clothes in three or two moves. At first, she resisted, but he grew impatient and simply tore her clothes apart. This man just relied on brute force.

When she appeared before him, naked as a newborn babe, his eyes narrowed. Her skin, as white and pure as snow, bore numerous distinct bruises, red tinged with purple, looking terrifyingly gruesome! It was unimaginable what kind of cruelty could inflict such shocking marks on such delicate skin.

His breathing changed abruptly, his inhales and exhales were heavy and labored, like a wild beast, but it was all because of the sudden surge of anger!

"What did He Yaning do!"

It is not a question, but an affirmation.

She didn't answer, shrinking into herself and covering her face with her hand to block the tears that welled up from her grievance. Her naked body was a little thin, pale and white, curled up like a pitiful little shrimp. He felt his heart constrict and ache at the sight of her, and then, just like that, he softened. He still had anger towards her, but it wouldn't come out!

"Forget it!" He let go of her, rubbing his temples with a tired sigh. "You don't need to apologize. Let's just drop it."

Saying that, he took out his phone and called He Ya, asking her to have her grandmother answer the call.

"Grandma He, the incident with the kitchen knife wasn't Lin Meng's fault. Please spare her this time and give me some face. I apologize on her behalf. Sorry!"

The person who answered the phone was stunned! For someone as proud as Rong Ling, for the head of a household to say "sorry" was such a difficult thing! This Rong Ling, he really could say it!

After a brief pause, Rong Ling tightened his brow and continued, his voice turning cold. "I think this fight has gone far enough. Let's just forget about it and not bring it up again, okay!"

Previously, it was said that Rong Ling would lower herself to apologize to He's Old Lady on behalf of Lin Meng. However, after the apology, what followed was a warning, hinting at them that since they had hit Lin Meng, they should know when to stop!

Old Mrs. He was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, she reluctantly let out a grunt and replied with a "yes." After Rong Ling hung up the phone, Old Mrs. He angrily threw the phone aside and started scolding.

"I think Rong Ling this kid is simply possessed. For that woman, he even...even...!" Even threatened her!

Grandma He couldn't go on, muttering to herself over and over. "Crazy, crazy, I think he's gone crazy..."

"Grandma, what did Rong Ge say!" He Ya asked, frowning.

Grandma He stopped her muttering, furrowed her brow tightly, and her face changed.

"No, Young Master Rong must have been tricked by that little fox spirit. He's lost his mind! I have to talk to his Third Uncle myself. I can't let Young Master Rong continue down this path."

He Yada was overjoyed, but she forced herself to contain her excitement and not let it show on her face. She never could have imagined things would progress this far! Indeed, even heaven seemed to be on her side! Once Rong Ling's elders were willing to step in, where would Lin Meng, that little wretch, even stand

He Ya thought of this, and couldn't help but feel proud! The bite on her arm from Lin Meng didn't seem to hurt that much anymore!

Over there, Lin Meng was also a little scared. She didn't expect Rong Ling to apologize to that old woman in her place! That kind of person, how could he casually say the three words "I'm sorry"! So, even though he slapped her, as soon as he said sorry, she could immediately forgive him. Because she knew that for someone like him, the three words that were hardest to say were those very words!

"How can you do this!" she pulled her hand away, glaring at him angrily. "I'm not wrong, why must you apologize for me!"

He just glanced at her and walked away.

She was so angry that she grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at him with all her might. With his skill, he could have easily dodged it, but he deliberately didn't. When the soft pillow hit him, he just turned around, glared at her coldly, then continued to leave.

She was so angry that she couldn't help but clench her fist and slam it down onto the bed.

"Damn it!" she muttered under her breath. A single teardrop, splattered onto the sheets, breaking apart!

Damn it, she endured for so long, just to not succumb to that old geezer. His one self-righteous phone call and she lost everything.

"Damn it, damn it..." Xiaoquan clenched his fist and punched the bed repeatedly. His head buried into the pillow. Tears welled up, hot and sticky on his face.

"How long do you intend to keep this up!" He returned once more, his approach always so silent and stealthy, like a phantom.

She hesitated with her fist raised, then clenched the pillow tightly.

He sat down, raised his hand, and without any hesitation slapped her rounded and shapely buttocks. She was so startled that the hairs on her body stood on end. She looked up, choked, and whispered, “What are you doing!”

He saw her face was a mess, with tears and snot, and traces of slap marks left on her skin. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He grabbed some tissue from the side and wiped her face, muttering under his breath, "You look awful!"

She was about to say, "Don't mind your own business," but remembering his warning just a while ago, she didn't dare. She could only wave his hand away and stubbornly said, "I can do it myself!"

As he spoke, he took a tissue and wiped his face. His peripheral vision couldn't help but catch sight of the other thing in his hand: the anti-inflammatory ointment Miao Qing had sent. He squeezed some out and began to apply it to her.

She let out a pained groan, unable to hold back a whimper. “Ouch!”

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his lips. "Serves you right!"

But his movements were noticeably lighter now, he carefully began to spread the medicine on her. She'd been crying for so long, her body was weak. With just a little pressure from his hands, she would sway forward. He had no choice but to reach out and hold her, pulling her into his chest, pressing his own body against hers.

She was completely naked!

Now I've finally reacted!

Her face flushed slightly, and she began to shyly cover her private parts with her hand. Of course, he saw it, and was too lazy to pay attention. But after rubbing other places, he still unceremoniously pulled away her hand covering her chest and applied medicine to her arm. Then, ignoring her weak struggles, he directly spread her legs and rubbed the inside of her thigh that had been pinched.

"I can come by myself!" she mumbled.

He simply pretended not to hear. His peripheral vision inevitably caught sight of the patch of skin between her legs, and his eyes darkened subtly. When he finished applying the medicine, he reached out directly and covered that area. She was startled and widened her eyes, hurriedly backing away, crying out, "I don't want!"

His fingers plunged in suddenly, moved around, and then lowered his head to whisper softly in her ear. "Really don't want to"

Her body trembled with stimulation, her body, which had been trained by him, was useless. He just teased her a little, and she became short of breath, her face flushed red. But, she still shook her head, trying hard to shake it! Things were still in disarray, yet she did this. She didn't want herself to appear too incompetent, too unprincipled, too lacking self-respect!

He frowned hard and abruptly pulled his finger out.

She let out a low sigh, feeling a bit empty underneath, but immediately bit her lip and held it in!

His eyes turned cold, he let her go, and stood up.

She didn't try to keep him.

He stood there, looking rather proud. He just stared at her coldly for a long time. Then, he suddenly leaned over, pulled the blanket over her, and threw it on her bare body with one hand. Then, something hard hit her.

"Here you go!"

After he spoke, he left.

Then, Xu Yi's voice came from the bedroom.

"Hey, why isn't Rong Shao staying for dinner!"

"No!" he said in a faint voice.

Her heart tightened, she pursed her lips, and uncontrollably, clenched her fists.

After feeling that he was truly gone, she sat under the thin blanket for a long time, feeling stuffy and suffocated, barely able to breathe. Only then did she fling the blanket away. Then, a pale purple rectangular box fell at her feet. On top lay a pale yellow flower, clearly dressed as a gift. She froze, suddenly remembering the lonely cake left in the kitchen, ultimately abandoned.

My hands started to tremble a little, and my nose felt a bit stuffy.

She reached out, took it, and carefully tore away the beautiful wrapping paper. She opened the elegant box, and the dazzling white inside made her eyes blur for a moment, tears welling up!

That was an extremely exquisite anklet. The delicate chain was entirely connected by tiny diamonds, a total of two strands, standing side by side. Each little diamond was about the size of her little fingernail. One of the strands had small platinum leaves hanging between the diamonds. The leaves were unique in their intricacy, presenting a net-like pattern. Every vein was crafted with exceptional clarity and elegance, giving it a sense of luxurious emptiness! The other strand had fine, tassel-like pendants hanging between the diamonds, soft, delicate, and cool to the touch. The pretty little leaves fluttered between the tassels, vividly resembling those growing on branches. If this were worn on the ankle, the silvery tassels would cascade down, drooping onto the white ankle, undoubtedly stunningly beautiful!

Such a gift, how could she not love it! If it weren't for this situation, she would surely be over the moon. But now...

She grasped the delicate ankle bracelet and couldn't help but let out a sob!

He did know her birthday after all, but why couldn't he have given her a present on that day! Why did he leave her that night! Why couldn't he trust her, why was she condemned like that, and forced to apologize to others!

Why!

Could it be that in his heart, she was truly so insignificant to him

"Rong Ling, you're a bastard! A big, fat bastard!"

Tears streamed down, landing on the delicate anklet, shattering into fragments...se him. Instead, there was a hint of shame in her heart. Her initial attraction to this man wasn't insignificant at all!Jiang Cheng, riding the wind, is a man who does not understand sentiment. He smi...