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So, Lin Meng returned with an empty laundry basket in one hand and little Haohao's hand in the other. When Mom Rong saw them, her face tightened, and she called out."Mengmeng, come here and sit down....This way, they sat until sunset. Rong Ling endured this place he didn't want to stay in with extraordinary patience, and even tolerated her capriciousness with the utmost indulgence. During this time, Xiao Yi intentionally provoked Lin Meng, instructing her to do all sorts of favors. However, every time, Rong Ling would reach out a hand, stop Lin Meng, and have him do it instead.

Xiao Yi looked at it and thought it was really boring!

His intention was to anger Rongling, but now it seems, Rongling's cultivation is very profound!

"The children are all hungry, let's go back!"

He still held onto her, the only place where he didn't care about her wishes, because he had to let Xiao Yi see clearly that only he had the right to hold her openly and honestly. He whispered softly in her ear, putting himself aside and talking about the two little ones, which immediately touched Lin Meng's soft spot!

And that afternoon, the man's actions had silently resolved some of her resentment. Now all she felt was awkwardness, wanting to go back with the man but not willing to just return like that.

But, she gently nodded her head.

A sense of relief washed over the man's heart, and he felt an instant surge of exhilaration!

"Xiao Yi, it's getting late, let's go back first!"

This man knows how to get along with people. He knows when to be soft and when to be tough. For the sake of his girlfriend's happiness, he can be soft at times like this!

Xiao Yi let it slide this time, because, after all, he had to eat the meal bite by bite. If he ate too fast, he might get full too quickly. However, he still made a request.

"Little Meng'er, come play with me tomorrow! It's so boring lying in bed alone!"

A wave of contempt washed over Rong Ling's heart. How could a man of seven feet, a true gentleman, utter such childish words! He, the former leader of the Yinlang Group, would be ridiculed for this style of speaking. However, Lin Meng had agreed, and she had done so with a gentle demeanor.

Rong Ling felt a bit uncomfortable inside, but looking at Xiao Yi's instantly proud face, his eyes flickered, and suddenly something flashed in his mind!

As he stepped out of the house and into the courtyard, Rong Ling abruptly stopped and cried out.

"Good boy!"

A soft murmur, a different kind of tenderness, the voice blew into Lin Meng's ear, she only felt like being gently touched by a hand, itchy and quite intense.

With no response, she walked on by herself. But Rong Ling didn't move, so under his hand gripping hers, she only managed to take a few steps forward before he pulled her back with a tug of his arm, effortlessly drawing her into his embrace.

She practically threw herself into his arms, like a tender embrace. He called her name again, affectionately, "Little Darling," and the scent emanating from him made her head spin, both embarrassed and irritated. Just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, he kissed her. He suddenly leaned down, kissing her lips gently with his burning hot lips.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she felt a little dazed.

He didn't dare go deeper. After achieving his goal, he quickly let her go. However, she was still angry and glared at him. She puffed up her cheeks and waved his hand away, then walked forward. But Rong Ling was like a super sticky piece of chewing gum, grabbing her hand again. He followed leisurely with a faint smile, making it impossible for her to shake him off!

Two little kids were watching, clueless and confused, following along but not knowing what to say.

And Rong Ling swept his hand behind him, tilting it slightly upwards, making a fist gesture with his thumb pointing down. This was naturally done for Xiao Yi's sake. It did seem childish, but when men declare their possessiveness over a woman, there are rarely moments that aren't. Xiao Yi saw this from the monitor and couldn't help but let out a "tsk" sound, purse his lips, letting out a cold snort.

Only when a few people crossed the threshold and finally left Xiao Yi's house did Lin Meng heave a sigh of relief.

"I don't want to go back with you!"

No matter how much she resented him in her heart, she still spared his face and wouldn't argue with him, quarrel with him, or give him the cold shoulder in front of Xiao Yi. In fact, she was incredibly angry inside. This anger wasn't lessened by her "near-death experience" or the fact that he had stayed by her side for so long!

The feeling of regret brings an explosion, a sudden urge to vent!

Rong Ling furrowed his brow deeply, looking at Lin Meng's pale face. After a long while, he spoke with some difficulty.

"You're blaming me!"

Lin Meng pursed her lips, drooping her head slightly, refusing to answer. But her silence was an answer in itself. Yes, she blamed him!

This feeling in my heart is especially painful!

“I’m sorry… I didn’t expect that!” His words seemed to lose their power. He struggled to maintain the aloof composure he usually projected, instead raising a hand like an ordinary man troubled by something. He brushed his hair back with a nervous gesture, his sword-like brows furrowed and tense, as if coiled and ready to strike at anything!

"I..." He took her small hand in both of his, clasped them together, and held them tightly as if they were a treasure. "I'm so sorry, my dear!" his bag when he was knocked to the table by Li Lanqiu's powerful push. Knowing what Lin Meng wanted to do, Li Lanqiu pressed him down while snatching the bag with her other hand and threw it far awa...