âWhere are you going on business? with whom?â
The possessive tone made Su Peizhen frown. She finally realized that ever since Ling Jing went to the hot spring with her last time, he was getting more and more greedy.
Ignoring everything else, Su Peizhen was displeased with his possessiveness.
âWho I go with and where I go seems to have nothing to do with you, right?â
âHow can it not have anything to do with me?âLing Jing held her by the waist and was very dissatisfied with her action of distancing herself from him. âNo matter what, you are my woman. Naturally, you have the right to ask, right?â
âI am your woman?âSu Peizhenâs expression did not change, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. âAre you sure?â
She was her own and did not belong to anyone.
âIsnât it?â
Su Peizhen pulled away his hand on her waist and prepared to get up. âLing Jing. You seem to have forgotten your identity.â
She had not said this sentence for a while. During this period of time, the two of them had a tacit understanding.
Su Peizhen really did not have many days to go back to the villa to accompany Xiang caiping. She had been busy with work recently, and Xiang caiping knew that she would go to the company when she wanted to see her.
Su Peizhen had been with Ling Jing almost every day for more than half a month since she came back from the hot spring.
No matter what Ling Jingâs motive was, he was indeed very good to her. He took care of her emotions and feelings everywhere. She enjoyed this kind of simple relationship, and also enjoyed the entanglement with Ling Jing every night.
She admitted that Ling Jing was a pretty good lover. He could always make her feel relaxed and happy.
But wasnât this Ling Jingâs duty? Since he was the man that she had âTaken care ofâwith money, shouldnât he put her first in everything?
She didnât think there was anything wrong with her thoughts. But Ling Jingâs current actions made her realize Ling Jingâs greed.
She didnât like it.
Ling Jing admitted that he had been unprecedentedly patient and fawning over Su Peizhen during this period of time.
He was young master ling. When had he ever been so careful in fawning over a woman? If it werenât for his own purpose, he could easily kill a woman like Su Peizhen with a wave of his hand.
âWho am I?âHe couldnât control his anger. He held Su Peizhen, who was about to leave, down again.
âTell me, who am I?â
âYou ââthe Ling Jing in front of her made Su Peizhen sense danger. Her intuition told her to run now.
But she didnât have a chance. Ling Jing lowered his head and began to bite Su Peizhenâs lips.
He was never a gentle lover. Many times, she followed her own thoughts.
She attacked, plundered, used brute force, and treated him rudely.
âI am your man.âHe demanded ruthlessly, not giving her a chance to escape. âSu Peizhen, I hope you remember that I am your man now.â
Crazy. Su Peizhen struggled. âLet go of me.â
What responded to her was only Ling Jingâs endless suppression and demand.
..
Ling Jing was like a crazy beast that night. The physical strength and energy of young men were always frighteningly good. Su Peizhen was not his match and was defeated by him.
Ling Jing did not stop because of her retreat. On the contrary, he had even more thoughts of conquering her.
After finishing in the room, he carried her to the bathroom to clean up again.
After coming out of the bathroom, he did not wait for the water to dry up before he pressed her onto the sofa in the room again.
In the end, Su Peizhen almost lost consciousness. Later, the remaining thought was that she wanted to break off this relationship.
..
Su Peizhen didnât have the time to break off her relationship with Ling Jing. The next morning, she didnât get up at all.
The weather in Rongcheng was getting warmer, but it was still very cold at this time. Ling Jing carried her in the bathroom and messed around. Later, he didnât help her dry the water on her hair in time.
Su Peizhen, who was sweating all over, was sick after being tortured for half a day.
Ling Jing didnât realize that he was still angry about yesterday when he woke up early in the morning.
He had already decided that yesterday was just the beginning. He had to let this woman know how powerful he was.
He was still thinking about how tank was going to deal with Su Peizhen when he realized that something was wrong with Su Peizhen.
Her breathing was heavier than usual. When his hand touched her, he found that her temperature was higher than usual.
Ling Jing finally reacted. Su Peizhen was sick.
Staring at Su Peizhen, whose face had turned red because of the fever, Ling Jing paused for a minute before he finally had a reaction.
Instead of sending Su Peizhen to the hospital, he called the Ling familyâs private doctor.
âShe has a fever of 39.5 degrees. give her an injection to reduce her fever and take some medicine.â
The doctor looked at Su Peizhen on the bed. He was not sure what the relationship between her and the young master was, but he did not ask further.
âThen hurry up and give her an injection.â
âOkay.â
Su Peizhenâs fever was so high that she was unaware of it. Someone gave her an injection. She felt pain and frowned slightly.
At that moment, there was no coldness or arrogance on her face. Her little face, which was red from the fever, frowned slightly.
Ling Jing had never seen such a fragile person before.
After sending the doctor away and looking at the medicine left by the bedside, Ling Jing showed a rare kindness and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
He wanted Su Peizhen to take the medicine. However, Su Peizhen didnât cooperate at all. Her mouth was tightly shut, and she didnât have any intention of opening it.
Ling Jing stared at her face for a long time. Because of the fever, Su Peizhenâs lips were redder than usual.
At this moment, Ling Jing had no other thoughts. After thinking for a while, he forcefully stuffed the medicine into her mouth. After drinking a mouthful of water, he lowered his head and put it into her lips.
The warm water entered her throat, and the medicine was unconsciously swallowed by Su Peizhen.
After Ling Jing finished feeding her, he realized what he had done. He put down the cup and stared at Su Peizhen hatefully. âDamn woman, how dare you ask this young master to serve you? Youâre really tired of living. When you recover, see how this young master will deal with you.â
He said so, but he got up and wanted to ask someone to send some digestible food over. With Su Peizhenâs current physical condition, she could only eat porridge or soup.
Before she called for help, Su Peizhen, who was sleeping on the bed, had sweat all over her forehead. She kept murmuring in her sleep, her head shaking slightly, and her face was full of pain.
Ling Jing, who was about to walk, stopped for a moment. He stared at Su Peizhenâs face and seemed uncertain. âSu Peizhen?â
â...â
Su Peizhen didnât respond to him. She was trapped in a nightmare and had no way to escape.
Ling Jing didnât want to pay attention to her, but Su Peizhen raised her hand at this moment. It was unknown what she was dreaming of, but her hand waved gently in the air a few times.
â...â
Only then did ling jing realize that Su Peizhen seemed to be talking in her sleep. He stared at her face for a while and lowered his head, wanting to hear what she was saying.
âNo ââ
This time, Ling Jing finally heard it clearly. Su Peizhen said no.
No what?
âSu Peizhen?â
âNo,âSu Peizhen said again. Ling Jing stared at her face for a while and gently moved to her ear.
âNo what?â