Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan's earlobes, which were flushed red from her panic, and Rui Feng's smile deepened.
His expression was calm, but he lowered his voice, with a hint of nonchalant flippancy: "So what if it's in a public place?"
Ning Yuan felt his warm breath deliberately brushing against her earlobe as he spoke, and couldn't help but shrink her neck, feeling a tingling sensation down her back.
She tried to remain calm and glared at him: "Comrade Rong Zhaonan, please have some self-respect! You can't act like a hooligan in public!" He always tries to cause trouble whenever we meet!
"Playing dirty tricks?" Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow. He asked calmly, "How is this playing dirty tricks? We are husband and wife. Even if we are a little intimate, others will only envy our good relationship."
Ning Yuan was speechless at his self-righteous words and didn't know how to refute them for a moment.
Seeing her fierce yet cowardly appearance, his desire to tease her intensified.
Rong Zhaonan suddenly turned his head slightly, his nose almost touching hers, and said coolly—
"If I kiss you here, wouldn't that be considered being a pervert?" His hot breath sprayed onto her forehead and lips, and Ning Yuan felt the hairs on her body stand on end.
She could feel the vibrations of his broad chest as he spoke, and the faint scent of mint mixed with the aroma of a mature man; her heart pounded even harder.
Ning Yuan's face flushed, and she instantly felt that everyone around her was staring at her.
She immediately and unceremoniously shoved everything she was holding into his hands, giving him a disapproving look—
"If you cause any more trouble, you'll be chased by red armbands like you were at school last time, and you're finished!"
This was in the 1980s, when the crime of hooliganism still existed! When wives and children came to pick up their husbands, they would only hold hands; no one dared to hug or kiss them!
Rong Zhaonan looked at her reddened ears, which looked like she was about to explode. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore."
He watched as the girl in front of him, who had been made to look like a wary little animal, both shy and glancing around, chuckled softly, and finally took pity on her and let her go.
He took the luggage from Ning Yuan's hands, his tone returning to its usual indifference: "Let's go, the car is parked outside, I'll take you home." He suddenly straightened up, and his unique aura vanished instantly.
Ning Yuan's round face flushed red, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.
This scoundrel has liked to tease and bully her ever since they were in the countryside.
However... Under the warm September sun, Rong Zhaonan carried her suitcase. His sharply defined profile appeared even more aloof under the sunlight, exuding a restrained and cold aura.
It must have been from his time in the hospital that his already fair skin appeared even more translucent and clear. His delicate features carried a cold and sharp edge, as if concealed within a sword-like aura... It was exactly what she was looking for.
She frowned slightly, suddenly realizing why she found Rong Xiangdong strange and uncomfortable—
The resemblance between Rong Xiangdong and Rong Zhaonan was originally due to their blood relation. However... Rong Xiangdong's facial expressions, eyebrow and eye mannerisms, and tone of voice were all similar, which meant that he was deliberately imitating him.
It's just that Rong Xiangdong probably hasn't seen Rong Zhaonan for quite some time.
So the feeling of provoking her was more like imitating Rong Zhaonan's arrogant and unruly nature before he was sent down to the countryside.
Ye Yuan made Ye Dong imitate Ye Qiu because of his own obsession. What was Rong Xiangdong trying to do?
Imitate Rong Zhaonan to do bad things and make Rong Zhaonan take the blame?
Rong Zhaonan put down his luggage, and when he looked up, he saw her staring at him in a daze. He raised an eyebrow and said teasingly—
"Stop looking, or you'll start drooling. You can touch it all you want when we get home. Get in the car now!"
Caught red-handed, Ning Yuan's face flushed instantly: "Who's looking at you? I was just thinking about something. Besides, nobody wants to touch you!"
After saying that, she glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, then quickly walked to the car, opened the door, and got in.
Seeing her both annoyed and embarrassed, Rong Zhaonan got into the driver's seat with a half-smile and stopped teasing her. The car drove towards Fudan University.
Ning Yuan looked at him and asked, "How badly are you injured? I heard from the old hospital director that you promised him you would go back for a follow-up appointment once a week."
As Rong Zhaonan turned the steering wheel, he said casually, "Didn't I say I'd show you when I got back?"
Ning Yuan lightly patted his shoulder, annoyed: "Stop joking, I'm serious."
Rong Zhaonan pinched her outstretched hand: "I'm serious too."
He paused for a moment: "Chen Chen said you saw Rong Xiangdong?"
Ning Yuan paused, then forced a smile: "Yeah, I wanted to give you a surprise, but it turned into a shock. But don't worry, I was very vigilant, and he didn't get the better of me."
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "Rong Xiangdong is different from He Su. He is a spoiled young master who lacks responsibility. He doesn't have He Su's cunning and skills, so there's not much to worry about."
His tone was certain, and Ning Yuan believed his judgment, but...
Ning Yuan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Have you... noticed that he's imitating you?"
The affair between Ye Yuan and Ye Dong made her wary.
Rong Zhaonan: "He's always been like that since he was a child. Well, not entirely. It's just that after he found my 'rebelliousness' was very conspicuous in the compound, he started to imitate me a bit."
Ning Yuan couldn't help but frown: "Anyway, you should be careful and not let him do anything bad, or you'll end up taking the blame."
Rong Zhaonan scoffed dismissively, "He doesn't have that ability."
Ning Yuan knew Rong Zhaonan wasn't stupid, but she narrowed her eyes: "I feel a little disgusted. Seeing him like that reminds me of our intimacy..."
With a screech, the car suddenly veered off course, and then he braked and came to a stop.
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed the handrail to steady herself and asked, "What's wrong? Is someone following us?" How did he end up driving into a small, barren hillside?
The airport is remote, there are few people on the road, and even fewer cars on the road; otherwise, such a sudden stop and turn would definitely have caused a rear-end collision.
"What did you mean when you said that seeing him reminded you of our intimacy?" Rong Zhaonan turned his face and stared at her dangerously.
Looking at him, Ning Yuan suddenly smiled, her big eyes crinkling with a playful yet innocent expression.
"Isn't it because he looks like you? When I see his face, I'm reminded of you... you know. What if I get drunk one day and mistake him for you..."
In Rong Zhaonan's unfathomable eyes, it seemed as if a fire was burning.
He suddenly pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly around the waist, and smiled: "Say it again, try?"
Ning Yuan was startled by his sudden action. Her body instinctively tried to struggle, but he held her even tighter.
She was pressed against his body, yet felt as if she were being burned by the flames in his eyes, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.
"Are you angry?" Ning Yuan stopped struggling and poked his broad chest. "Well, that's why you have to be more careful in the future, understand?"
She poked his handsome face again: "And also, Ye Dong looks like Ye Qiu. You gave her the wrong impression and gave her preferential treatment. Now you know how I feel..."
"Tsk, settling scores later..." He scoffed lightly, then suddenly grabbed her chin and kissed her.
But Ning Yuan was prepared. She raised her hand and pinched his high nose while keeping her mouth tightly shut—Hey! Trying to sneak up on him? No way!
But when he turned his handsome face slightly to the side, she didn't pinch her nose, but he suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, his long fingers hooking around her earlobe and gently pinching it.
Ning Yuan suddenly felt a tingling and numbness in her chin, and her mouth opened uncontrollably. She even felt her tongue wanting to stick out uncontrollably.
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