Chapter 76 Promise "Sir, is the interrogation over?"...
With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened.
Xing En looked down at the information on her phone and walked inside without looking up, but bumped into someone coming out of the elevator.
The man quickly helped her up and apologized to her repeatedly.
Xing En steadied himself and waved his hand, saying he was fine.
"Are you new here?" She sized up the fair-skinned boy.
Never seen her before, she looks alright.
"Yes, yes." The boy blushed slightly and scratched his head. "I just arrived in August."
Xing En raised an eyebrow, about to make a casual flirtatious remark, but then remembered that they were in the research institute, not on the street, and could no longer flirt at will. So she composed herself, nodded to him, and turned to walk into the elevator.
The boy couldn't help but glance at her, then quickly looked away and nervously walked out of the elevator.
"......."
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Xing En suddenly realized what was happening and reached out to press the open button.
Wait, which way did that kid go...?
She walked out quickly and saw the boy's back as he walked towards the end of the corridor.
"Hey," she called out quickly, "Where are you going?"
The boy turned around in surprise: "...Teacher Xing Ze wants me to go to his office."
“............”
Xing En waved to him, signaling him to come closer.
The boy walked over, flattered.
“Your teacher, Mr. Xing, is busy right now,” Xing En told him, “and doesn’t have time to talk to you for the time being.”
The man exclaimed "Ah!" and stood there somewhat bewildered.
"Let's go later,"
She looked at the young man with clear, bright eyes and kindly offered him a reminder.
"Otherwise, you might die a very ugly death."
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In the office at the end of the corridor, the air conditioning was humming softly.
The bright overhead light had been turned off at some point, leaving only the light streaming in from the window, casting distinct warm-colored geometric shapes on the floor.
The room was spacious, with nothing but a desk, sofa, and coffee table. All the items on the desk were arranged in an orderly manner, even the papers were neatly stacked to one side, with a metal pen next to them.
Everyone in the courtyard knew that as soon as they pushed open this door, they would be greeted only by Engineer Xing's expressionless face and indifferent gaze, without exception.
...
On the black leather sofa, the man who should have been sitting behind the desk had his legs slightly apart and his head tilted back.
His eyes were lightly closed, his face remained calm, but his fingers, gripping the edge of the sofa, were deeply embedded in it.
The white shirt that was always meticulously buttoned up to the top was now wide open, revealing his strong, muscular chest, with a few faint, ambiguous red marks on it.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he let out a rapid breath and reached out to grasp the girl's waist.
"--no."
The girl's voice was clear and melodious.
“............”
He opened his eyes with a frown, his eyes misty with confusion and struggle.
"no."
Mu Tingyu repeated each word carefully, her beautiful, clear eyes staring intently at him.
After she finished speaking, she stopped what she was doing and leaned closer.
Xing Ze stared blankly, forgetting to react.
When they were only an inch apart, and her soft lips were about to touch his, she suddenly stopped.
In an instant, only the moist, warm breath blew on his lips, bringing an endless itch.
Xing Ze swallowed hard, his breath ragged like a young boy as he leaned closer.
Mu Tingyu had anticipated this and quickly leaned back to avoid the kiss.
"........"
Xing Ze's voice was extremely hoarse: "...Baby."
Mu Tingyu stared into his eyes until she could clearly see the suppressed desire in them before she calmly spoke.
"No, I haven't agreed yet."
"........"
Xing Ze held her waist tightly, his fingers unconsciously tightening, and called her name again. This time, his voice carried a hint of pleading.
Mu Tingyu remained leaning back, glancing down at him: "What do you want to say?"
"........"
Xing Ze pursed his lips tightly, as if he was trying his best to endure.
Mu Tingyu moved closer, almost touching his lips to speak, each word sounding like the seductive language of Satan, soft and alluring.
"What I just taught you—what to say?"
Xing Ze was panting slightly, but it was as if he was being held back by an invisible rope, unable to move forward an inch.
After a long pause, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "...I want to kiss you."
Mu Tingyu smiled, her eyes crinkling, and lowered her head to give him a rewarding kiss.
But a light touch of lips was clearly not enough for this man who had been holding back for so long. Before she could pull away, her neck was suddenly grabbed and she was forced forward with irresistible force.
Her eyes widened suddenly, and the next second her lips and teeth were forcefully pried open.
“…Hmm….”
A half-hearted kiss was never Xing Ze's style; his kisses, driven by desire, were always fierce and intense. This kiss, however, felt like a long-suppressed yearning, immediately sealing off all breathing space.
Mu Tingyu was forced to tilt her head back, her lips being rubbed and sucked. The man's tongue aggressively swept across her palate, then tightly entwined with hers.
At the same time, a large hand on her neck moved downwards, pressing down on her back. She could then clearly feel his chest rising and falling with his breath.
When she kissed Xing Ze, she couldn't think of anything else.
His presence was so intense, his breath so hot it felt like it would melt her, his tongue always forcefully entwining with hers, desperately demanding more from her. So even after so many kisses, her heart still pounded uncontrollably. The blood beneath her skin seemed to boil, rushing upwards, bringing waves of subtle excitement.
His scent was both dizzying and addictive. She was enveloped in his embrace, her legs went weak, and she felt dizzy. Her initial resistance turned into clinging to his neck.
......
When their four lips finally parted, a thin, lingering silver thread remained. Their foreheads touched, and they breathed heavily, sharing the air in that small space.
Mu Tingyu stared blankly for a while, then suddenly felt her lips being gently touched.
She finally realized what was happening, lowered her eyes, and saw the man's bright eyes.
His gaze was intense and direct, much like the natural satisfaction a dog exudes after gnawing on a bone.
"........"
A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes, regretting that she had been led astray like this.
That's so embarrassing.
She was indignant, and her hand, which had been loosely resting on his leg, tightened its grip.
Xing Ze let out a muffled groan.
"Don't....."
The man's voice was sexy and husky, and her heart fluttered. She forced herself to concentrate and resume her old ways.
This is the office. Although it was locked in a hurry, it's not a suitable place. She was sure Xing Ze wouldn't want to touch her here.
That means that I now hold a 100% dominant position.
As she thought this, her hand movements became increasingly skillful.
Soon, Xing Ze's expression became impatient.
Desperate to save face, she pulled out all the stops, pressing him for an answer: "Who gave you permission to kiss me like that?"
"........"
"Answer me."
“............”
Xing Ze couldn't answer a single word; his hands around her waist just kept tightening.
She seized the opportunity and suddenly loosened her grip.
"......."
Xing Ze gasped for breath, his temples throbbing, and reached out to grab her wrist.
Mu Tingyu ruthlessly slapped his hand away, reminding him, "What do you want to say?"
This time he spoke quickly, his hot breath brushing against her lips, his eyes filled with longing.
"Baby, I want...you to help me."
—This is undoubtedly the best time for interrogation.
She reached out and lifted his chin, staring intently at him: "You said before that you didn't believe I would stay by your side forever."
Xing Ze was stunned.
"Why?"
"..." He was silent for a moment before speaking, "...Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Mu Tingyu gently patted his face: "Answer."
"...Because I'm negative."
These are the words he used to describe himself.
Mu Tingyu squinted her eyes, leaned down to kiss him, and briefly intertwined her lips with his. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, she pulled away and repeated her question.
"I won't allow any perfunctory answers; I want to hear honest, unreserved responses."
"I want to hear your answer. Tell me."
"........"
Xing Ze was stuck in this predicament, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and managed to swallow hard.
"........"
"because......"
"Why?"
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Xing En held the steering wheel with one hand, looking straight ahead, his voice coming softly.
"That year, a project he was in charge of had a major problem. The construction company violated regulations, causing the building to collapse and killing more than a dozen students."
“At the time, the public outcry was huge, and since it involved a life, it couldn’t be suppressed. The higher-ups found out and made a phone call ordering the hospital to resolve the issue as soon as possible. The old man probably received the call too, and feeling that he couldn’t save face, he made a hundred or so calls to Aze. But actually, he was already under a lot of pressure, having to face the media and appease the public, especially since the hospital was also greatly affected… almost everyone was putting pressure on him.”
Xing En shook his head, seemingly somewhat sighing.
"—Just then, his master suddenly died of a heart attack."
“Professor Qiu has been mentoring him since he entered the research institute. At that time, the old man wanted Aze to join the army, but it was Professor Qiu who persuaded him to do what he liked.”
"Old Qiu held a very important place in his heart. He was like both a mentor and a father to him, so his passing was a huge blow to Aze."
“Aze was completely out of sorts at the time. He stayed home for a few days, refusing to see anyone. After he came out, he told the institute that he was going to resign. Then he told me that he was going to live alone for a while.”
Xing En was silent for a moment before speaking.
"Perhaps... he feels he can't take another blow."
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The office was quiet. Xing Ze frowned deeply and remained silent after saying "because".
Mu Tingyu waited for a long time, but finally couldn't wait any longer and asked directly, "Xing Ze, why do you have to tell me everything about yourself?"
"........"
Xing Ze paused for a moment, then quickly realized what she had said: "What did she say to you?"
"They've told me everything."
Mu Tingyu said, slowly and deliberately, "When you said those things, did you think I would one day leave you like your mother and your master did?"
Xing Ze's pupils contracted, and his whole body stiffened.
"Do you feel that you don't trust me and can't accept it, so you're now preparing to distance yourself from me and break free from this relationship?"
"........"
Mu Tingyu gritted her teeth, grabbed his neck, and angrily cursed at him.
"—I'm not dead yet, why are you cursing me like that?"
"........"
His emotions came to an abrupt halt, and Xing Ze was left speechless by her words, his tense muscles gradually relaxing.
"No... I..."
Mu Tingyu didn't give him a chance to explain, and said in a rapid-fire manner: "Besides, you said back then that I wanted to leave alone before the end of my teaching stint. Now so much time has passed and so many things have happened, don't you still not believe me?"
Xing Ze's gaze held a hint of helplessness.
"Although I do have a criminal record... there were reasons for it, okay? And if you don't make me angry or bully me, why would I leave you? I'm not an avoidant attachment style."
"........"
"Fine, even if you think I'm fickle and will run away once I'm bored, aren't you all-powerful and have connections everywhere? Shouldn't the whole of Hangzhou call you Young Master Xing? If I run away, you can just catch me again, right? You can catch me once, but you can't catch me a second time, can you?"
"......."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Ze's expression slowly changed.
You said I don't like you...you...
Mu Tingyu's words were incoherent; he didn't even know what he was saying anymore.
She's just desperate to prove herself. Everyone says not to fall into the self-proving trap, but she doesn't care. She feels she needs to say these things to give the person in front of her some reassurance.
"You can't doubt my feelings for you!" She cupped his face and said loudly, "I like you so much right now, so incredibly much! I want to see you every day, to hug you every day, I can't live without you!"
Just a few dozen days ago, she was telling Shaoyue, "If you're unhappy, just dump him." Now, she's the one eager to make that promise.
It's clear that emotions are truly a wondrous thing.
...Or rather, Xing Ze gave her the confidence to make promises.
So she straddled him firmly, pointed at him with one finger, and said confidently, "I shouldn't die anytime soon, so you don't need to worry about me leaving you, understand?"
“.......
Xing Ze stared straight at her, his chest heaving.
He was almost trembling as he gripped her hand tightly, squeezing it uncontrollably.
The scalding heat from my palms kept spreading, seeping into my body through my skin and blood vessels, like a flower that had been nurtured by my heart's blood blooming on barren land, with sunlight shining through the cracks in the darkness, baking out a warm and fragrant atmosphere.
His eyes slowly reddened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "—You mean, unless you die, you won't leave me?"
Mu Tingyu thought for a moment, then nodded in response to his almost pleading gaze.
"Yes, unless I'm dead."
"I think I'm very healthy and living to be a hundred shouldn't be a problem, so be prepared, I might be causing you trouble for the rest of my life. If I start causing you all sorts of problems in the future, you can't..."
Her incessant chatter suddenly stopped.
Xing Ze pressed her head down and kissed her deeply.
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"Wait......."
Mu Tingyu finally managed to push him away and gasped for breath.
"There's still plenty of time to kiss, you don't need to kiss me to death like this...you..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was hugged tightly again.
The force was immense, as if it wanted to knead her into her flesh and blood.
She was forced to tilt her head back again, enduring his passionate kisses.
Suddenly, with a "thud," something fell onto her skirt.
She managed to distract herself and reached out to touch it; it felt slightly damp.
"........"
Her mind went blank for a few seconds, and she was immediately terrified. She quickly pushed him away.
As expected, Xing Ze's eyes were red.
"........"
She touched his face tenderly, "Oh dear, why are you crying...?"
Xing Ze didn't speak, but stared straight at her with red eyes.
Damn, this won't do, the damage is too great...
Ignoring the arrow that had struck her heart, she anxiously wiped away his tears.
"So touching...? I was being too sentimental... It's alright... Sigh, I've never really seen you cry before, it's so rare..." She mumbled incoherently, intentionally teasing him, "If you cry again, I'll take a picture of you with my phone... Is this the first time you've cried for me? I'm recording it..."
"......."
Xing Ze, unable to bear it any longer, silenced her with a kiss.
By the time their lips parted again, the redness in his eyes had completely disappeared.
Mu Tingyu: "..."
Actually, it's okay to cry sometimes, right? ...I should have taken a picture just now, what a pity...
Xing Ze's nose touched hers, his gaze deep and unchanged.
But Mu Tingyu felt as if he had been encased in a hard shell again, his vulnerability just a fleeting moment, buried deep beneath.
She blinked, propped herself up, and sat a little forward: "Try crying again, let me see?"
Xing Ze: "......."
She thought about it and realized it was unlikely, so she moved forward a bit and adopted the same interrogation posture as before.
"—How did it become me taking the initiative again? Didn't I just teach you to take the initiative and express your thoughts?"
"It's not like I'm unavailable. I have time to listen to you. Come on, what else are you hiding from me? Tell me everything."
"......."
Xing Ze tightened his arms around her slightly, enveloping her completely.
"Say something! Why are you hugging me?"
“No more,” Xing Ze breathed a sigh of relief, affectionately pressed his forehead against hers, and assured her, “From now on, I’ll tell you everything I’m thinking.”
Mu Tingyu was still a little dissatisfied: "And now? You have to tell me what you're thinking now, right?"
"For example, after listening to what I have to say, do you trust me a little more? Has our relationship become stronger?"
"Or, do you feel safer now? You don't feel like I'm going to run away at any moment, do you?"
Mu Tingyu counted examples on her fingers, then poked his cheek, "Tell me, tell me!"
Xing Ze's Adam's apple bobbed, and his expression turned somewhat strange.
She didn't notice, she only felt that she was more excited than when she was teaching a child to speak, and she couldn't wait to see the results of her training, so she rushed forward.
—Then, unexpectedly, they froze.
“........”
The man, pinned down by her, didn't look very dignified.
She had been so focused on the conversation that she had completely forgotten about this.
Her legs stiffened, and she slowly lowered her eyes.
"—Is the interrogation over, sir?"
Xing Ze kissed her helplessly, his words carrying a hidden meaning.
"Now we can take care of it."
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