Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Are you worried about me?

Tang Ningyue didn't expect Li Jinglang to complain. She received a call from Zhou Su halfway through her dinner with a client. At that time, Xu Qing was also drunk and vomited twice in succession before he took the opportunity to leave the bar and go outside to get some cool air.

"Aunt Zhou urged you?" Xu Qing also sat down, leaning against the old banyan tree. There was a red circle in his eyes from the alcohol. Tang Ningyue had never seen him like this before.

The evening breeze was blowing hard, and the leaves above her head slid down uncontrollably, brushing against the corner of Tang Ningyue's clothes and sinking into the frozen pond.

"Are you okay?" Tang Ningyue stood beside them, holding a bottle of mineral water, her beautiful brows tightly knitted, feeling indescribable. "Why are you doing this?"

"Aunt Zhou told you to go back quickly. I'll stay with them for a while. Xiao Liu can't stand it after drinking with them." He coughed twice and breathed lightly. His coat was still in Tang Ningyue's arms, and he reached out to take it.

"I told her I'm not going back tonight." Tang Ningyue didn't give him the clothes. She went around his hands and spread them over him to temporarily avoid the cold wind. "That little bastard at home actually stabbed me in the back."

"He's worried about you, too." Xu Qing was also half-lying on the ground with one leg supporting him, feeling weak all over. "Go back quickly."

"Why are you replying?" Tang Ningyue kicked him, her gentle personality almost collapsing. "If I abandon you after you've done this, am I still a human being?"

She half-knelt in front of him, wrapped his clothes tightly around her. She stared into his eyes, her pupils swaying: "Xu Qingye, you weren't like this before."

"I don't want this either..." He chuckled, as if mocking the fool who was desperate to start a business back then. "Ningyue, this society is not kind to anyone, but... I'm content to be kind to you."

Tang Ningyue couldn't recall how long she had known Xu Qing. She only knew that he excelled at everything she wanted to do, and everything she desired was easily within his reach. He even paved the way for her when she asked him to start her own entertainment company. Between his future and hers, he chose hers.

"If Wen Xi knew that I was determined to open this company, she would definitely regret not speaking up for you when you had a huge argument with your family."

No one supported him in doing anything, and no one even agreed that he should return to China. He had been someone else's child all his life, and finally became a rebellious son at the critical moment, just for her, nothing more.

"She has too many things to regret, and this one will have to wait for a while." Xu Qing still wanted to joke with her, but Tang Ningyue couldn't smile at all.

No one around her has been treated kindly by the world.

"That Sheng Shiyang..." Xu Qing suddenly mentioned it, becoming serious. "Are you serious about him?"

"...You're here again." Tang Ningyue was most annoyed by his meddling attitude. She stood up and took a step away. The leaves above her head were still falling. She avoided his gaze and said, "I'm going home."

"Didn't you just say you weren't going back today?" He stopped her with a smile, always looking gentle and good-tempered.

"Leave me alone." She glared at him, but he took it with a smile. "Not only do I have to go back, but I also want Sheng Shiyang to pick me up. If you want to drink with them, go ahead."

"Ning Yue." He called her helplessly.

She stopped and turned her head, her hair flying on her forehead.

"Do you know what I like most about Sheng Shiyang?"

"What?"

"obedient."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you get tired of the last person you commented on like that within two or three days?"

"I can't explain it to you clearly." After being exposed, Tang Ningyue didn't want to talk to him anymore. "Sheng Shiyang is here to pick me up. I want to go back."

She took two steps forward with her high heels, then stopped and turned to shout at him, "If you tell Sheng Shiyang about what happened in Vancouver, I will never let you go!"

"You mean the weekly thing in Vancouver?"

"Xu Qing too!"

"You took all the photos." He spread his hands, expressing his helplessness. "The video is also with you."

Tang Ningyue couldn't explain this. How could she explain that period when she and Xu Qing were unclear? It was because life was too depressing and she wanted to go back home too much. At that time, she probably loved Li Jinglang the most. She missed Zhou Su and Li Jinglang, but this feeling did not last long and faded. She did not miss him to the point of being sick like Li Jinglang did.

Her extravagant life was so rich that sometimes when she was lying in bed breathlessly with her blond boyfriend in the middle of the night, she would still think of him, but this longing would disappear without a trace when her new boyfriend came around.

She admitted that she was a real scumbag.

She allowed Li Jinglang to do the same, but he went to the other extreme.

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Tang Ningyue's mouth was still swollen when she went upstairs. Passionate kissing was never under her control, especially after Sheng Shiyang's deliberate seduction.

The fierce kiss was still not over, Sheng Shiyang lay in the crook of her neck, his voice a little hoarse.

“Why didn’t you reply to my message?”

Tang Ningyue didn't know which time he was talking about, so she perfunctorily said, "I said that after I get home it's private time, and I won't reply to messages."

"Can't I get a little bit of preferential treatment?" Sheng Shiyang hugged her slender waist, pressed his cheek against her neck, greedily taking away her fragrance. "Do you treat me like a customer?"

"That's not fair to me."

She pulled his arms away, held his face and kissed the corner of his lips again, and then said something less sweet, "I've already given you an extra hour today, it's fair."

After saying that, she opened the door and was about to leave.

"Can we not go back today..." He held her back. Forty minutes of the hour were spent driving. He had no time to see her. He really couldn't accept it. "Please..."

If it were any other day, Tang Ningyue would have agreed to him, but not today.

She tilted her head slightly toward the car window, and the shadow by the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs quickly hid behind the curtains, then turned off all the lights in the living room.

"Next time, next time I will definitely stay with you." She promised, "I won't go back all night."

"Tang Ningyue..." He stared at her, called out her name word by word, and said with certainty, "Do you love me?"

"Of course I love you." She answered quickly, not even looking at him, and said perfunctorily, "I love you especially today."

"Let's go home." She closed the car door and said in a sudden serious tone, "If you continue like this, I will reconsider whether I should continue to love you."

Tang Ningyue never leaves any room for others when she refuses.

Sheng Shiyang was forced to accept this unfair treatment, and only left reluctantly after she gave him repeated assurances. Only when the exhaust fumes from his car disappeared did Tang Ningyue breathe a sigh of relief and turn to go upstairs.

Before entering the room, she touched up the color on her lips that had been rubbed off in the reflective mirror on the fire hydrant, then she grasped the door handle and pushed it open. The room was pitch black.

Not a single light was on. Li Jinglang even turned off the nightlight above his head. He huddled himself in the quilt, his entire body covered with only his eyes, which were exposed as he stared intently at the edge of the blanket sticking out from the wardrobe.

It was very quiet outside and he didn't hear her footsteps. She was probably still in the living room.

He didn't know how long he waited until his eyes began to ache. He moved his stiff and numb arms and was about to turn around when the bedroom door slammed open as if it had been hit by something.

He didn't move, listening quietly in the dark, until there was another knock on the door.

This time the noise was louder than last time.

Li Jinglang clutched the corner of the quilt again, his fingers turning white, until fragments fell amidst the continuous collisions and slid through the crack in the door into his bedroom.

He was very familiar with that fragment.

Without waiting any longer, Li Jinglang finally couldn't hold back any longer. He threw off the quilt and got up from the bed. He pulled open the bedroom door with his long arms. The model plane was flying high, at the same level as his sight, buzzing right in front of him.

Not far away, Tang Ningyue was leaning against the counter, casually fiddling with the remote control in her hand.

When she saw him, she loosened her grip, and the model machine instantly lost its strength and fell towards Li Jinglang, and was finally caught by her and fell into his arms.

Tang Ningyue threw the remote control aside and turned on the light in front of the corridor. The two of them stared at each other across the long strip of light in the middle.

"Why are you back?" he asked knowingly.

"Don't you want me to come back?" She raised her eyebrows, her tone frivolous and with an ambiguous meaning.

"Mom is worried about you." He paused, "I'm just telling the truth."

"Oh~" Tang Ningyue dragged out the tone and asked again, "What about you?"

"Are you worried about me?"

The author has something to say:

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I'll state again: The heroine is an absolute scumbag, so sisters who read this article, please don't feel sorry for the man! Don't feel sorry for the man!