Chapter 30 [VIP]

With a vengeful bite, Chenmian, drawing strength from who-knows-where, forcefully pushed Lin Langli down. Her movements were a mixture of anger at being offended, pent-up grievances, and rebellious resentment born from being provoked by words, all swirling together as she vented her resentment.

Lin Langli was clearly not expected to do this suddenly. His back hit the mattress with a dull thud. He was stunned for a moment, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, before he immediately reacted and tried to sit up.

How could Chenmian give him this opportunity?

Almost instinctively, the young man quickly straddled Lin Langli, pressing his entire weight down on Lin Langli's waist and abdomen, his knees pressed tightly against his sides, locking the person beneath him firmly in place.

This superior posture, and Lin Langli's momentary confusion, gave Chenmian a brief, false sense of control.

"Lin Langli!" he gasped, his voice trembling slightly with emotion. "What right do you have to kiss me whenever you want? And to make matters worse, you have to say these things..."

Rage burned through her reason, and Chenmian bit the lips of the person beneath her again, almost as if to vent her anger. With such force, the taste of blood quickly spread in her mouth. A few seconds later, Chenmian finally released her teeth and looked down at the person beneath her with a smug look.

Several cuts were now visible on Lin Langli's beautifully shaped lips, from which bright red blood slowly seeped out, all from where he had bitten them.

See, he can even injure Lin Langli!

A twisted sense of pleasure rose in Chen Mian's heart, but when his provocative gaze met Lin Langli's eyes, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The expected outburst of anger did not occur. Instead of showing any displeasure, an unnatural blush spread across Lin Langli's face.

Her eyes were no longer clear and sharp; instead, they became somewhat hazy, as if veiled by a layer of moisture. She stared at him intently, with an indescribable interest, and her breathing seemed a little more rapid than usual.

So this is what it feels like to be in control? Before the smugness in Shenmian's heart could fully spread, Lin Langli's unusual reaction made her a little flustered.

He refused to back down, maintaining his riding position, and leaned down again, almost touching Lin Langli's ear, whispering each word in a vicious tone laced with honey: "You still dare to talk about me? Look at yourself now, Lin Langli, you're the slut."

Hearing such harsh words, Lin Langli slowly turned his head, his nose almost touching Shenmian's cheek. But he didn't get angry; he just looked at Shenmian quietly, his gaze so complex that it made Shenmian's heart tremble.

Shenmian was startled, thinking that Lin Langli was angry and about to scold him, but unexpectedly the person beneath him suddenly raised a hand, gently stroking Shenmian's cheeks which were flushed with excitement with his fingertips, and then precisely pinched his soft and sensitive earlobe and rubbed it.

Lin Langli chuckled: "Chenmian, you're quite feisty."

"?" Chenmian was stunned, her mind blank for a moment.

He looked at Lin Langli beneath him as if he were a monster. The young man was not angry at all; instead, he smiled and looked at him with almost affectionate eyes.

...You're insane.

He cursed under his breath, and Chenmian's bluffing arrogance vanished instantly.

He awkwardly tried to get off Lin Langli, almost using both hands and feet, to escape the strange atmosphere.

But as soon as he moved, Lin Langli moved as well. He wrapped his arms around Shen Mian's waist like iron hoops, sat up, and pulled the person who wanted to escape back into his arms. His gaze remained fixed on Shen Mian's face, as if he were admiring some interesting prey.

“Mianmian,” Lin Langli’s fingertip lightly touched his lower lip, where there was still blood, but his gaze fell on Shen Mian’s lips, his tone implying, “Your lips are stained with my blood.”

Upon hearing this, Chenmian subconsciously stuck out a little bit of her tongue and licked her lips. But this unconscious, innocent yet seductive action seemed to ignite the last fuse. Lin Langli's eyes darkened suddenly, and his breathing became noticeably heavier.

He gave Shenmian no time to react, suddenly tightening his arms and pulling her tightly into his embrace. He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Shenmian's forehead.

However, when he looked up at Chenmian again, his eyes were filled with naked possessiveness: "Bite me, taste my blood, how does it taste?"

"Disgusting!" Chenmian spat.

Lin Langli stared intently at his face: "Really? But you've already swallowed it... You bit it in several places, there must have been a lot of blood, right?"

I felt a little nauseous from the depths of my sleep.

After a moment of silence, the boy spoke, retorting, "There's no point in talking to a pervert like you. You deserved to be taught a lesson back then, it's just that I found out beforehand. If our backgrounds hadn't been switched, I can't imagine how arrogant you would be, how many people you would have bullied."

Lin Langli chuckled again: "Hmm? Still making excuses for yourself at a time like this, Mianmian? But you're right about some things. If we hadn't switched places, I wouldn't have any reservations now—I would have dragged you to bed long ago. Would that be considered bullying you? I'd only bully you, okay?"

His tone was so gentle it was almost dripping with tenderness, but Shenmian still keenly sensed that Lin Langli was angry. The impending storm of anger invigorated Shenmian, and he continued his reckless provocation: "Lin Langli, are you so insecure about yourself? You only want to possess others by force. Don't you feel ashamed?"

“Mianmian,” the person behind him sighed, his lips close to the boy’s ear, almost whispering into Chenmian’s earlobe. Lin Langli’s voice was soft, like a lover’s murmur, but full of arrogance: “A bad kid like you is only suited to this kind of thing, and doesn’t deserve anyone to treat you sincerely…”

This statement completely negated the slumber from the inside out, from top to bottom. Tears welled up in the young man's eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Lin Langli, that despicable bastard!

He endured it for a while, but the person behind him became even more overbearing, wrapping their chin on his shoulder. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore, turned his head sharply, and slapped the person hard.

"Snap!" A crisp sound echoed in the room.

Lin Langli's face was turned to one side by the slap, and finger marks and red veins quickly appeared on his fair cheek. Ke Chenmian still felt unsatisfied and slapped him again with her backhand.

After being slapped twice by Chenmian, Lin Langli turned around, his eyes changing. He roughly wrapped his arms around both of Chenmian's wrists, turned the person in his arms around, and forced her to face him.

Despite her wrists being restrained, Chenmian remained defiant, gritting her teeth as she said, "Looking at me like this now? You didn't look at me like this when you kissed me. What? Have you forgotten how I treated you before if I don't give you a beating?"

"Lin Langli, how could someone be so despicable? I treated you like that before, and you didn't even retaliate. I pulled you down the stairs, and you even protected me. You're utterly despicable! So what if I spent your money to buy gifts for other men? What can you do to me? You even said you'd forgive me as long as I let you sleep with me. How laughable! I used to treat you like a dog, and now that you occasionally bite me a couple of times, you think you're not a dog anymore? No, in my eyes, you'll always be the same dog you were before..."

Before Chenmian could finish speaking, Lin Langli's pupils contracted, and the suppressed violent aura around the young man instantly surged to its peak, almost becoming tangible.

However, his face was unusually expressionless, his eyes as cold as the dead of winter.

Lin Langli grabbed the back of Chenmian's neck and forced him closer, their noses almost touching. But his words were like ice blades: "I'm a dog? Do you want to see how a dog does to you? Have you forgotten how you fawned over me a while ago? What, now you're showing your true colors because you have Chen Jinshan?"

After a two-second silence, Lin Langli suddenly smiled, his smile full of condescending sarcasm: "You don't know what Shen Jinshan really thinks of you, do you? You're so naive as to think that the little bit of kindness he shows you means he likes you?"

With her neck stiff and her eyes filled with deep hatred and tears, she truly resembled a poisoned flower, breathtakingly beautiful. Lin Langli chuckled and coldly fixed his gaze on her: "Don't let Shen Jinshan play you for nothing and then come begging to me."

"Keep dreaming!"

Pressing down the anger rising in his chest, Lin Langli loosened his grip, focusing his gaze on Shen Mian's face, not missing a single subtle expression from the young man.

Shenmian's chest heaved violently. Seeing Lin Langli release him, he propped himself up and tried to hit him again, but this time he failed. Lin Langli seemed to have lost patience and grabbed Shenmian's wrist, turning him face down.

Before Chenmian could understand what was happening, the world spun around her and she was slapped on the buttocks. The force was light, but the humiliation was intense.

Lin Langli spoke slowly and deliberately, his expression returning to its previous unfathomable calm: "Chenmian, you'd better not let me catch you again. I remember how many times you've hit me. Don't worry, I won't hit you again. I'll make you pay in other ways. You understand what I mean, right?"

Her last line of defense was finally shattered by this humiliation. She endured it again and again, but in the end she couldn't hold back anymore. She lay on Lin Langli's lap and began to sob silently, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lin Langli lifted his chin with great interest, forcing the boy to raise his tear-stained face.

Her face was flushed, her eyelashes were wet with tears and stuck together like ink stains, and her lips were swollen from kissing, biting and crying, presenting a kind of beauty that had been thoroughly bullied.

"You cry so beautifully..." Lin Langli gently traced the tear tracks on the boy's eyes with his fingertips, his tone ambiguous, "I'm really looking forward to the next time you're under me, crying like this, begging me."

Chenmian just kept crying silently, her tears soaking Lin Langli's clothes.

Lin Langli stared silently for two seconds, his heart still burning with rage. How could Chen Mian be so unrepentant, showing not even a trace of remorse, shamelessly, maliciously, and stupidly uttering her true feelings?

A faint, lingering pain welled up in his heart again. Lin Langli looked coldly at the person who was crying on his body.

He felt no pity whatsoever—even if he did, it had been worn away by Chenmian's words. But seeing Chenmian cry for so long and so heartbroken, he was genuinely worried.

No, he wouldn't feel sorry for Chenmian, otherwise wouldn't he be demeaning himself as Chenmian said?

Lin Langli closed his eyes tightly, trying to suppress the irresistible urge to gently wipe away the tears of the sleeping woman, hold her in his arms, and soothe her softly.

“Sleep, get out of here,” he finally said.

A note from the author:

Ha ha

I thought I could write a long, impressive chapter today, so I confidently promised myself, but I didn't expect... Tomorrow! Tomorrow I definitely will!! I'll definitely confess tomorrow!!

But I really enjoyed writing today. I even thought about it for a bit and realized that, apart from Mianmian's husband not getting beaten, all three Shen brothers got beaten.

But it doesn't matter, both thunder and rain are the Emperor's grace, so accept them, haha.