But her face showed just the right amount of concern: "Ayan, your hand is injured!!"
As she spoke, Cha Meiling immediately stood up, took out mineral water and ice from the refrigerator, poured the mineral water and ice into a glass, and handed it to him.
She sounded somewhat helpless, her voice both alluring and gentle—
"There's no need to be so angry. This is normal. My younger sister has always loved money. Only by giving birth to Ning Bing'an's child will she have a chance to get Ning family shares."
"Haven't she always wanted to be the next Ning Man'an? Now that her ex-husband has passed away, the opportunity has come, so naturally she wants to seize it."
Zhou Yan did not take the water she offered. His jawline was tense, and the violence in his eyes was almost overflowing.
He stood up abruptly, his voice as cold as ice: "Cha Meiling, you'd better not act on your own again, and don't let drinking delay your mission. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to sober you up."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
Cha Meiling suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Wait... I have something to say!"
Zhou Yan stopped in his tracks and looked at her coldly: "Is there anything else you want to report?"
Cha Meiling looked up at his handsome, wild face, emboldened by the alcohol and knowing she was on her own turf.
She no longer wanted to suppress her desires, and suddenly her soft body threw itself onto his strong, slender arms, holding him tightly.
Her voice was tinged with intoxication, and her eyes were alluring and beautiful: "Ayan... today should have been a very happy day for me, but I'm not happy at all right now."
Zhou Yan frowned: "Let go, and speak properly."
Cha Meiling didn't seem to care, and instead moved even closer to him: "Why do you all like Ning Yuan? What's so good about her?"
“Ning Yuan is already married to another man. Why don’t you give up on her? The glamorous world of Hong Kong has changed her. She’s no longer that country girl struggling to survive!”
His face darkened as he tried to pull his hand back: "Let go. This is my second warning to you. Don't make me resort to violence!"
Cha Meiling seemed scared and let go of his hand, but she took a step closer, almost pressing her body against his chest.
She looked up at Zhou Yan, her eyes slightly narrowed, carrying a hint of provocation and seduction—
"Ning Yuan married Ning Bing'an for money and those shares! She's even pregnant with another man's child! Why won't you let go? Why?!"
Zhou Yan's gaze hardened further, but Cha Meiling didn't notice.
She became absorbed in her emotions, and her speech became more rapid—
"But I... whatever you say, I'll do! You say you want to deal with my godfather, I'll help you find evidence, even if it means sending him to hell with my own hands, I'm willing!"
"Don't we work well together? How well have we coordinated these past two years? You're not just anyone, you're Zhou Yan now, and I'm your fiancée!"
Under the influence of alcohol, and with a man she's fallen for by her side, she becomes wild and fierce.
She longed to be held tightly in his arms and crushed by his strength. Trembling, she looked at him and said, "Ah Yan...we're a match made in heaven."
For the past two years, every time I wake up in the middle of the night, there's a voice saying that they were the couple who should have been together!
In her dreams, he was her husband...
Zhou Yan impatiently flung his hand away, his disgust undisguised: "Enough."
Cha Meiling stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground in a disheveled state.
The stinging pain in her knees did not awaken her reason, which had been numbed by the alcohol.
As if provoked, she got up, suddenly grabbed her collar, and yanked it hard.
The sound of tearing fabric was particularly jarring in the quiet room.
Her well-maintained, fair, and slender body was exposed under the bright lights of the living room.
Cha Meiling's face was flushed from the alcohol, and her eyes were unfocused yet carried a kind of reckless madness.
She staggered closer to Zhou Yan, displaying her most vulnerable side as if as a sacrifice: "Look at me, Zhou Yan, look at me, am I not beautiful? Why don't you look at me? Hug me..."
Zhou Yan's eyes remained unmoved. He expressionlessly picked up the glass of ice water that she had just handed him and poured it over Cha Meiling's head without hesitation!
"Splash—"
The icy water mixed with ice was poured over her head, and Cha Meiling shivered violently.
She trembled violently, the effects of the alcohol instantly dissipating, leaving only a disheveled state and a bone-chilling cold.
Zhou Yan coldly watched her disheveled appearance, casually ripped off the tablecloth and threw it at Cha Meiling: "Just do your job. If you dare to go crazy again, I don't mind sending you back to jail myself so you can sober up in there."
Cha Meiling raised her head, the dazed look in her eyes now washed away by the cold, replaced by a complex emotion.
She looked at Zhou Yan, water droplets sliding down her cheeks, indistinguishable between icy water and tears.
He looked down at her, the disgust in his eyes almost tangible: "Don't forget why you were able to get out of prison and redeem yourself. It was the path you chose, and it was the only path you could take."
After saying that, he turned around without any hesitation and walked towards the door.
Cha Meiling knelt awkwardly on the cold floor.
The icy water was still dripping from her hair, mixing with her smudged makeup, leaving streaks of disarray on her face.
Anger, humiliation, resentment, and a nameless panic—alcohol made these emotions churn in her chest, almost tearing her heart apart.
She suddenly raised her head and shouted hoarsely and shrilly at Zhou Yan's retreating figure, "Don't go! Ayan... please don't go!!"
"As long as you don't leave... I'll do anything for you! Anything... anything at all! Please... hug me just once, and I'll make you happy. She can, and I can too!!"
She used to be so proud.
But at this moment, the yearning in my heart and the desire to prove my charm overwhelmed everything else.
What's more, a voice deep inside him screamed wildly—he and she should be together!
For no reason at all, she just felt that he should be her man!
Zhou Yan stopped moving. He didn't turn around, but simply lit another cigarette, a chilling warning in his voice—
“Cha Meiling, everything you do is not for me, but for your own redemption, to get out of prison, and to make a comeback. Don’t make your desires sound so noble. People who are two-faced and traitors never have a good ending. You should think it through!”
He left those words behind, opened the door, and walked out without looking back.
"Bang--"
The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in the empty room, like a heavy hammer blow to Cha Meiling's heart.
Even her soul was struck and pierced with pain.
The world fell completely silent.
All that remained were her heavy breathing and the "drip-drip" sound of her tears and ice water falling onto the floor.
Cha Meiling remained kneeling and prone, motionless, as if all her strength had been drained away.
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