Chapter 102 I let you go because I couldn't bear to see you cry, not so you could sever ties and go to someone else.

Duan Lin had mostly recovered, but he still couldn't quite accept it. At this moment, he was speechless at Tan Zhaojing's actions and scoffed, "Does he have to be so possessive? Does he think Ji Baishen is like you? You beast!"

He pointed his finger in mid-air, "This is my little sister!"

Tan Zhaojing remained silent, but Ji Baishen shifted his gaze, his eyes seemingly carrying a deeper meaning.

He was puzzled. "Did I say something wrong?"

As a result, Ji Baishen couldn't learn from anyone else, but he insisted on learning to be profound and ignoring others, like Tan Zhaojing.

His gaze shifted, and he was about to make another sarcastic remark when, to his surprise, that beast Tan Zhaojing had already led Lin Daiyu away.

Lin Zaoyi tried to pull away, but couldn't shake him off. Her eyes welled up with tears, but her voice remained calm despite her efforts to remain composed. "Can you let go?"

"Then hug me, you choose one."

As they spoke, the man wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her toward him. Due to the momentum, she staggered a couple of steps, and before she could regain her balance, the words of refusal spilled from her mouth, "I won't choose."

Tan Zhaojing's tone remained unchanged. "Then let's lead him."

Lin Zaoyi: "..."

After some time apart, he's still as domineering as ever.

Ji Baishen remained standing in the same spot, Meng Henian did not return to the private room, but Duan Lin went in.

After a moment of silence, Meng Henian asked, "What are you thinking?"

With the tobacco almost gone, Ji Baishen tossed it into a nearby trash can. "What do you mean, 'what do you think'?"

The meaning in Meng Henian's eyes was clear: "Do I really have to spell it out?"

Ji Bai remained calm and composed, saying in a clear and unhurried tone, "This isn't a breakup."

Meng Henian pointed in the direction the two had left, "Does it look like they've broken up?"

Ji Boshen: "To me, it looks like a one-sided, persistent pestering. Tan Zhaojing is not good at this; he's not easygoing."

Meng Henian: "..."

***

Parking lot.

As Lin Zaoyi watched herself being dragged into his car, she resisted with all her might, shouting, "Tan Zhaojing, I won't ride in your car!"

Tan Zhaojing finally stopped, a slight smile playing on his lips, but his eyes remained dark and unfathomable. "Then whose seat will you sit in?"

These words sounded harsh, but Lin Zaoyi ignored them, looked away, and casually stared at something. Before her eyes could focus, he forcibly turned her head back.

She had no choice but to meet his gaze. The man's gaze was still relatively gentle at this moment, but she felt uncomfortable, mixed with an inexplicable bitterness.

She pinched her palm with her fingertips, forcing herself to speak in a normal tone, "What are you going to do?"

He asked, "What are you doing?"

After a half-second silence, Lin Zaoyi replied, "Let's eat."

He chuckled softly, but it instantly jolted me off guard. Then I heard him ask, "Is it dinner or a blind date?"

She didn't want to answer, and she didn't want to get entangled with him any further. She couldn't let the defense she had worked so hard to build crumble at the last minute.

She took a deep breath and thought, "You promised me."

His bangs, which had been partially obscuring her vision, were brushed aside, and he stared at her intently. "What did I promise you?"

“Promise…” Lin Zaoyi’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, “Promise to let me go.”

The voice that fell into his ear was deep and cold: "I let you go because I can't bear to see you cry, not so you can sever ties and go to someone else."

Her eyes widened in surprise. "You're being domineering again!"

Her wrist was gripped, and the man stared at her expressionlessly. "My tyranny depends on what you do."

Without saying another word, he opened the car door and pushed her inside. As if knowing she was going to escape through the other door, he instructed the driver, "Lock the car doors and go to Xiyuan."

Not only does the lock engage, but the barrier also rises.

Physically, he had the upper hand, but he felt no sense of victory. Instead, this heartless thing took the lead and suddenly became well-behaved, not making a fuss.

Lin Zaoyi gave up; no matter how much she struggled, it would be futile.

She calmly recounted, "Today's blind date was an accident."

Tan Zhaojing remained silent.

She continued, her expression calm, "I can promise you that I will not develop feelings for anyone before your marriage."

Both their tone and attitude were impeccable, even endearing.

Tan Zhaojing remained silent, only the gazes fixed on her continued to press down. In the silent confrontation, Tan Zhaojing wondered if this girl had never taken it seriously from the beginning.

Now, he's ended up looking dishonorable.

A sharp laugh, stung by her words, sent a chill down Lin Zaoyi's spine. "What are you laughing at..."

"I laugh at how carefree you are."

Lin Zaoyi should be taken as a compliment.

The neon lights outside the window illuminated the man's strong features, making them clearer, along with his pupils, which were dark and deep, seemingly bottomless.

After staring at each other for two seconds, she couldn't take it anymore and was about to look away when his voice rang in her ear, "You just want to break up, you just want to go on blind dates, can I assume you're just playing with me?"

Absolutely wronged.

"No one would dare to mess with you."

"Yeah?"

Meeting those chilling eyes, her eyelashes trembled nervously, and she swallowed several times. "Believe it or not, I'm not playing around."

A crisp, cool scent suddenly approached, and she instinctively tried to dodge, but she couldn't catch up with him in time and managed to seal herself off.

Lin Zaoyi was annoyed and embarrassed, but more than that, she was sad. She had finally managed to forget a little bit, and then he came to stir things up again.

Unable to break free, she clenched her fist and slammed it against him, but he still wouldn't let go.

His back slammed into the car seat, and he fell down with it.

From shallow to deep.

As their lovemaking continued, his lips brushed against her ear, his voice deep and husky, "Are you playing with me, or have you already forgotten me?"

Neither...

Lin Zaoyi didn't know how to answer. She was torn between wanting his scent and desperately wanting to distance herself from him. The two conflicting emotions led to silence.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the man gently pressed her lips together until they were flushed and her breathing became rapid, then he loosened his grip slightly and said, "Answer me."

She spoke up this time, fearing that remaining silent would only invite further abuse.

Shaking his head, "I didn't play..."

"There's one more."

So what if I haven't forgotten?

Lin Zaoyi unconsciously tugged at his shirt, her lips moving slightly, "Forget—"

As if anticipating what she was about to say, just as she was about to utter a syllable, he leaned down and pressed down, silencing her insincere reply.

The lips were torn apart with a force that was almost suffocating.

My eyes stung, and tears silently rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

Perhaps it was the moisture on her face that made him finally let go, his fingertip resting on the corner of her eye.

Lin Zaoyi didn't want him to touch her, forcefully brushed his hand away, trying to hold back her tears, but they still welled up uncontrollably.

For a moment, the carriage was filled with the sound of a girl crying.

Tan Zhaojing's Adam's apple bobbed several times. "Do you hate me that much?"

His voice lacked any clarity, only an unyielding hoarseness.

"right."

Lin Zaoyi's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was full of sobs as she spoke, "You are domineering and unreasonable!"

They had barely started when he reached out and pulled her into his arms. She tried to push him away, but he wouldn't let her, so she could only bury her face in his chest.

She sobbed, "They only know how to force themselves on me, and they didn't keep their word... They promised to let me go... but what happened..."

As he made his accusations, tears dripped onto his chest, soaking his shirt.