Chapter 95 Chapter 95 Don't do it
Tang Ningyue had to admit that Li Jinglang was no longer the foolish boy who only knew how to pursue love recklessly.
Ever since Zhou Yuhe left Beining, Li Jinglang visited Tang Ningyue almost every day, under the pretext of visiting Naitang.
Tang Ningyue didn't take it seriously the first or second time, but after a while, she became impatient and asked him to take the candy away.
Whenever she made this request, Li Jinglang would recount the story of Naitang's homelessness from beginning to end, and then talk about how busy he was with work recently and how pitiful Naitang was staying alone at home.
As if she was sure of this, whenever he exaggerated these things, Tang Ningyue would feel a little pity for him, just like she felt pity for him back then.
Li Jinglang was not satisfied with this. Once a person's greed creates a crack, it cannot be mended.
Ever since the Zhou family's turmoil began, he had been omnipresent in Tang Ningyue's life, seeping in little by little, like spilled ink that had inadvertently stained a large area black, and no matter how he wiped it off, it was useless.
The Zhou family's supply chain was cut off in China, and due to public opinion, the situation of the Zhou family became so serious that Zhou Yuhe could no longer leave the company at will and needed to be under investigation at any time.
Of course, everything stopped there for him in Beining.
First, the house was no longer cleaned regularly, and then the refrigerator stopped stocking fresh fruits and vegetables.
Originally, Zhou Yuhe and the people around him took care of all of this, but now Tang Ningyue seemed to have returned to single life. Apart from Zhou Yuhe's clothes in the closet and a photo of the two of them in front of the desk, there was no trace of him anymore.
Even the smell of him in the room gradually faded.
Tang Ningyue is not the kind of person who plans every aspect of her life like Zhou Yuhe. She hired a part-time worker to clean the house, and all the vegetables and fruits were delivered. The kitchen stove had not been turned on for a long time, and she returned to eating out.
Her healthy life was suddenly disrupted. Tang Ningyue was caught off guard and fell ill due to decreased immunity. When she was receiving an IV drip in the hospital, she discovered that her closest contact was Li Jinglang.
When Li Jinglang came in a hurry that night with pork liver porridge, he was ready to take over her life, although he didn't say anything.
When she saw him through the hospital glass window, Tang Ningyue was talking to her father whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
Across from the department was the pediatric department. Tang Ningyue stared at the crying children with a frown on her face. She closed her eyes and continued to listen to the so-called future and prospects.
"Divorce Zhou Yuhe as soon as possible, otherwise the Zhou family's fire will burn you sooner or later."
“.....”
Tang Ningyue is a very unruly person. Facing this father with whom she does not have a deep relationship, she feels very calm.
It's just because they are a family and a community with a shared destiny, so they have to get together to discuss plans.
It sounds a bit ridiculous. Tang Ningyue can't even remember how to write her father's Chinese name, but now she has to discuss her divorce with him.
"I heard that the guy from the Zhou family has filed for divorce, but you refused to sign. Why?"
Zhou Yuhe is a man who values friendship and loyalty. He knows his current situation better than anyone else. Long before the public opinion arose, he had already faxed the divorce agreement to Tang Ningyue.
But she didn't sign. She called him several times but he didn't answer. She then sent him a message, expressing her determination to share the hardships with him.
"At the center of the storm." Tang Ningyue closed her eyes. "I'm divorcing him now, and I don't have to do my business anymore."
Her company is on the rise, and Zhou Yuhe has gotten into such a big trouble. It would be counterproductive for her to divorce him now.
"Do you really want to stick with him through thick and thin?"
"Even if we divorce, there will be several rounds. It can't be that I agree to the divorce outright, but he insists on it."
It would be best if the media wrote that she was devoted and refused to give up on him, while Zhou Yuhe insisted on getting a divorce. This way, the personalities of both of them would be established, and any conflicts of interest in the future would be easier to resolve.
She knew that Zhou Yuhe disdained these things. He was sincere, but some people might not be.
"If he really believes your play, how will you end it?"
“....”
Tang Ningyue's father is a well-known heartless man, but compared to her decisiveness, others can only say that they are not proficient enough.
Before Tang Ningyue could answer, Li Jinglang's voice came over.
She glanced at him, pursed her lips, and swallowed her words.
"You'd better be more restrained during this period and don't let anyone catch you, especially the Zhou family."
There was another warning from the other end of the phone.
"Hang up."
She put down her phone and watched Li Jinglang squatting in front of her and opening the lid of the thermos box. The porridge inside was still steaming.
"Have you fed Toffee?"
"Hmm..." He nodded and handed her a porcelain spoon.
"What about you?"
"What?"
"Did you have meal?"
Li Jinglang was taken aback by the sudden concern and lied, "Not yet."
"Then let's eat together."
"No need." He refused, "I prepared it for you."
"What about you?" she asked again.
"I'll take you home and eat it later." Li Jinglang didn't look up as he took out an orange and began to peel it. "Do you have all the seasonings?"
"What do you mean? You're going to my house to eat?"
"The doctor said you can't leave your family alone at night." He raised his head. "I don't mean any harm. You've been taking care of Toffee for me for so long, so I should do something."
"No need." Tang Ningyue refused neatly.
"So what are you planning tonight? Are you going to ask Zhou Yuhe to fly over?" Li Jinglang said angrily. "He's struggling right now. Wouldn't he be even more worried if you don't take care of yourself?"
"..." Li Jinglang sighed softly, lowered his head, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "You love him so much..."
"He and I are husband and wife." Tang Ningyue emphasized again.
"Hasn't he already drafted the divorce agreement?" Li Jinglang looked up suddenly, and the words came out too quickly before he could think.
"...How did you know?"
"..." Li Jinglang's breathing paused for a moment, then he quickly regained his composure. "Rumor has it, the Zhou family's affairs are abuzz, and gossip is flying everywhere."
"Really?" Tang Ningyue glanced at him suspiciously.
"Come to my place on New Year's Eve. My mom wants you to celebrate the New Year with us." Li Jinglang quickly changed the subject and didn't want to continue talking about it.
"My husband is down on his luck, and I'm going to be free and happy. Is that appropriate?"
"Do you love him that much?" Li Jinglang didn't believe the media reports of the perfect couple, even though Tang Ningyue denied it.
"Is it your turn to question?"
"Yes." Li Jinglang breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm not qualified."
"Let's eat." He pointed at the porridge. Now was not the time to quarrel.
"I don't want to eat anymore." Tang Ningyue waved her hand, "Send me back."
"What are you doing?" Li Jinglang glanced at the half-full bottle of medicine, "Your IV isn't finished yet."
"I want you to take me back now!"
“....”
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Li Jinglang has never won against Tang Ningyue in his life. No matter right or wrong, everything is her fault.
When Li Jinglang returned home with the potion bottle that was only a quarter full, he knew that he had been defeated again.
She refused to eat the bowl of porridge, so Li Jinglang had to settle her down and went back into the kitchen to cook again.
Ultimately, he has a problem. He questioned the relationship between the couple for no reason and deserved to be turned down. But he just refused to change.
Li Jinglang asked someone to deliver some food and refill her empty refrigerator. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and he was still busy in the kitchen.
Tang Ningyue was lying on the sofa receiving an IV drip. She glanced at Li Jinglang who was busy in the kitchen and finally dialed Zhou Yuhe's number.
"You only answered the call because I was sick, right?" Her voice was a little angry, but her face showed no expression.
"I'm sorry..." Zhou Yuhe's voice was hoarse, "It's all my fault. I can't even ask anyone to take care of you now."
"I don't need you to find someone. I can take care of myself." Tang Ningyue paused, "Can you take care of yourself?"
"I hired a lawyer before, why didn't you come to see him? Dad asked someone to do something for you, but you refused to accept it. What are you going to do?"
"Yue'er, I've already done what I've done. There's no way to change the outcome. You need to sign the agreement as soon as possible and sever all ties with me."
"I won't sign."
"Yue'er..." Zhou Yuhe couldn't tell what he felt. Was he touched? Guilt? Or helplessness?
"I've already arrived in Singapore. Please cooperate. I'm hanging up."
Tang Ningyue didn't give him any more time and quickly hung up the phone.
I can't describe my mood. It would be a lie to say that I have no feelings for him during these years, but it would also be a lie to say that I want to suffer with him.
After all, she never fell in love with him, but just loved the feeling of home he gave her. It was as if she had been dependent on him since they got married because of the bundled sale of fate.
This kind of feeling seemed to be something she had felt from her parents many years ago, but unfortunately she received indifference in return, so it seemed that all she could give now was... indifference.
"Dinner is ready."
Li Jinglang came out of the kitchen at some point, still wearing Zhou Yuhe's apron. He stood at the entrance and looked at her for an unknown amount of time.
"I have no appetite." Tang Ningyue replied.
“....”
She turned her back to him and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, the warm wontons were brought to her mouth.
She opened her eyes and saw him squatting in front of her, holding a spoon in the air, waiting for her to open her mouth.
"Eat a little..." he coaxed, "I've been doing this for a long time."
“.....”
For some unknown reason, Tang Ningyue opened her mouth. She stared blankly at the lamp behind him. The warm light dyed his hair golden, and the surrounding area was orange.
The smell on him was a little familiar, it was the same perfume she often used.
Tang Ningyue was a little sleepy. She closed her eyes and chewed mechanically. Soup overflowed from the corners of her mouth and was wiped away by a dry and warm hand.
I don't know when I fell asleep. I only heard a faint rustling noise in the kitchen, and then it disappeared. The surroundings became dim and the lights seemed to be turned off.
Tang Ningyue had a dream, but she couldn't remember the content of the dream. She only felt tired in the dream, as if there was a jack on her.
She struggled to wake up from her dream, opened her eyes slightly, and suddenly felt the warmth covering her lips.
“....”
Tang Ningyue pushed him, but he didn't move. Then she bit his lips hard until the taste of blood filled her mouth.
"Li Jinglang!"
She raised her hand and slapped him. He didn't dodge, but sneered and kissed her again.
His kiss was gentle and domineering, as if he wanted to cover her completely. That familiar feeling surged up, and Tang Ningyue stopped pushing and even began to sink into it.
Li Jinglang knew when to stop. When Tang Ningyue was out of breath, he immediately let her go, helped her drink some water, and stopped moving, preparing to lie back on the carpet next to him.
"come over."
In the dark night, the two people couldn't see each other's faces, which seemed to add a layer of fig leaf to the matter.
"Take off your clothes." She tugged at his shirt.
"...You're still sick."
Tang Ningyue chuckled, "Stop pretending. Why didn't you tell me I was sick just now?"
"You kept talking in your sleep..." Li Jinglang's voice sounded a little aggrieved, and then a little smug, "You kept calling my name."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Tang Ningyue didn't believe his nonsense at all.
As if he had anticipated this sentence, Li Jinglang knelt calmly and turned on the recording on his mobile phone.
When that clear tone came out, Tang Ningyue was really glad that she turned off the lights.
“.....”
"You called me over here, grabbed me and bit my chin and lips, then hit me..."
"...Why don't you take off your clothes when I tell you to?" Tang Ningyue regained her dignity. "I can pay you right away."
“.....”
I don’t know what touched him, but Li Jinglang’s face darkened and he turned his back.
"I won't do it."
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