eel the effort is not worth it, I will naturally stop writing.Hee hee... ^_^Thank you all for your support! I might take a break occasionally, please understand. (I can't help it, we are human, not go...After finishing the IV drip, Jiang Chengfeng said he would take Lin Meng to pick up Xiao Youyou. After confirming that Jiang Chengfeng really didn't have anything else to do, Lin Meng agreed with a smile. After many years, she only felt close to this man. It seemed like there were so many things she wanted to say to him, but she suddenly didn't know how to start. Just like now, the two of them sitting silently in the car was actually a kind of unspoken communication.

When they arrived, the little fellow was already waiting in Old Master Yan's courtyard, but there was an extra person beside him, Rong Ling! The little fellow had a cold face and hung his head, staring at the grass. From the side, he didn't seem to have much energy. This wasn't like his usual interactions with Rong Ling at all!

This is naturally because the little guy has a grudge against Rong Ling, holding a grudge and not fawning over him!

Rong Ling wasn't unaware that the little one was a bit distant towards him today, but he was someone who didn't know how to express his emotions very well. He had always been wearing that cold, aloof expression, and it was hard for him to be playful or coax the little one with soft words. Besides, while he came here today ostensibly to pick up the little one from martial arts class, his real intention was to see Lin Meng.

After so many days without her, his body began to crave her. In the dead of night, when he reached out in his sleep, he wanted to pull her into his arms, pressing down on her delicate white skin, plunging into her with brutal force, tearing her apart, possessing her entirely, making her cry out in ecstasy and begging for mercy, letting her bloom beneath him like a flower.

She was like opium, once tasted, you would be addicted. It wasn't a problem before when she wasn't around him, but now that she was back, there was no way he could just handle it with his hands. Plus, what happened between her and Feng that day made Rong Ling feel the need to have a serious talk with her.

Father and son now stood here, both waiting for a taxi to appear. According to custom, Lin Meng usually took a taxi to pick up his little boy from school. So when a private car suddenly stopped at the gate, then the door opened revealing Lin Meng's face, Rong Ling immediately narrowed his eyes, a sense of alertness rising in his heart.

It wasn't a car he was familiar with, it shouldn't belong to Feng Tan!

Who is it

"Yoyo—" Lin Meng called out, got out of the car, and took only two steps before waving to Xiao Yoyo. Xiao Yoyo didn't want to get closer, just wanted to stay far away from that man, so she didn't want to move forward anymore. She just wanted to take her little one and leave quickly, out of that man's sight.

Xiao Youyou didn't expect that it was Lin Meng who came out of the car. She immediately cheered, a radiant smile lighting up her face, as if she were a completely different person from before. She ran towards Lin Meng.

Jiang Cheng Feng didn't expect to see Rong Ling here either!

Tolerance! Tolerance to the family!

He sneered coldly in his heart, gave Rong Ling a deep look, then opened the car door and got out, putting himself right before Rong Ling's face. A smirk that wasn't quite a smile played on his lips.

Rong Ling was initially pleased to see Lin Meng appear, but when he saw her suddenly freeze in place, his happiness vanished. Then, when Jiang Chengfeng emerged from the car, his face turned cold again.

Jiang Chengfeng, the hottest law enforcement officer in City B, how could he not know him! Not to mention, there was a collision between him and Jiang Chengfeng before...

He's back!

There was no news before, so he must have just gotten back!

Then, met this woman so quickly! Who found who!

It has to be said, Jiang Chengfeng's temperament is extraordinary, he is an exceptionally outstanding man. As for men, let's not talk about his appearance, as long as he possesses exceptional skills, women will flock to him. And when this man's excellence is coupled with his handsome looks, then basically he becomes a rival to many men!

Rong Ling wasn't blind. Looking at Jiang Chengfeng, who was becoming more and more handsome, mature, profound, and introspective, his eyes flashed slightly before immediately sweeping to Lin Meng. At that glance, his heart skipped a beat, followed by a surge of fury.

What caught his eye was Lin Meng, her face flushed with shame, her red lips as alluring as blood, she looked like someone had just loved her furiously. There was a slight sheen of sweat on her face, glittering in the sunlight, and her eyes, which were so alluring, now held a hint of mist. The worst part was that her eyes were slightly swollen, clearly showing that she had cried!

She looks like she's been deeply loved after a passionate affair!

And she, was in the car with Jiang Chengfeng!

What did these two people do before!

He clenched his body, gritted his teeth tightly, and was so angry that he almost shattered his steel teeth. As he strode towards her, his sharp eyes swept up and down, looking at her standing there like a willow in the wind, even more shyly. The anger in his heart grew stronger, and his steps became larger and larger, eventually overtaking Xiaoyou who was happily jogging nearby.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled her, who was as delicate as a flower, into his embrace. Ignoring the presence of others, he forcefully pressed her against his chest, then lowered his head to sniff at her neck. His brow, which seemed on the verge of becoming wrinkled, furrowed deeply as he inhaled sharply. The scent of sweat, faintly sweet, fanned the flames burning in his eyes ever hotter.

Although she couldn't smell the scent of their intimacy, it didn't mean there wasn't any.

In this cold winter, taking the bus makes me sweat! It's unbelievable!

"What did you two do!"

He roared his question, his long arms tightening in a grip like steel, squeezing the breath out of her slender waist.

She frowned, feeling uneasy. Besides, she was already weak from a cold, and her body felt feverish. The more he held her, the more intense the heat became, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Let me go!" She had wanted to bellow, but her cold had left her nose congested and her voice a little hoarse. The sound that came out was a sexy rasp with a hint of softness.

This situation, it's simply getting more and more like after a good... you know!

Rong Ling was furious!

He was the kind of person who, when angry, became even more introspective. His aura grew increasingly oppressive and terrifying. It felt as if a ferocious beast sealed within him was about to break free.

His expression was sinister, his eyes dark and lifeless, devoid of any light. He stared straight at Jiang Chengfeng with a gaze filled with murderous intent, pure animosity.

"What did you do to her!" he roared, his anger a tangible thing that threatened to consume the man before him.

Though he constantly grumbled about Lin Meng's coming and going in his heart, giving her the cold shoulder from time to time, at his core, he still trusted her and stood by her. He repeatedly provoked her, even hurting her with words and ignoring her with ambiguous attitudes, simply because he wanted to punish her. Four years of hatred couldn't be so easily let go! This woman left so decisively, saying she didn't want him and then wanting him back afterward. If their genders were reversed, he would practically be a pampered concubine in ancient times.

How could he be someone who can come and go at will!

Because I can never bring myself to punish her properly, to really make her suffer, I'm left with only this awkward way of hurting her, making her sad.

Yes, he has always been able to control this woman's loyalty to him!

Now, seeing her like this, he couldn't imagine how it happened. He immediately thought that Jiang Chengfeng, that bastard, had forced himself on her!

Jiang Chengfeng remained expressionless as he observed Rong Ling's various changes. He initially felt a little puzzled by the man's cold fury, but then looking at Lin Meng's demeanor, he immediately understood. This fox-like cunning man naturally knew how to seize opportunities and strike his opponent hard. He wouldn't be foolish enough to defend himself and say there was nothing between him and Lin Meng. Let Rong Ling be angry; jealous men were the least rational and most likely to make mistakes, ultimately becoming hateful to women.

So, he didn't say a word. He just closed the car door, crossed his arms, and stood there looking at Rong Ling arrogantly. The expression on his face was a provocative challenge.

A bloody killing intent surged through Rong Ling's heart, and he pushed Lin Meng away with a shove. The force was heavier than usual, but it was controlled enough to prevent her from falling.

He walked forward, his movements light and graceful like a leopard in the jungle, but when he struck, he was as agile and ferocious as one. With a chilling intent, he landed a punch that smashed a large hole in Jiang Chufeng's car hood, accompanied by a heart-stopping "bang". He narrowed his eyes, exuding an oppressive aura that made it hard to breathe, and asked in a low voice, "What did you do to her"

The ice in his eyes pierced Jiang Chengfeng mercilessly.

Jiang Cheng stood proudly in the wind, still with his arms crossed and an air of ease. He didn't seem to take Rong Ling's threat seriously at all. He just smiled, a provocative smile.

Nothing needs to be said, yet it can completely ignite the flames of anger in one's heart!

Silent, for Rong Ling, was enough!

He clenched his fists, a cold smile playing on his lips. In his dark eyes, malice was evident.

He narrowed his eyes, a faint but palpable aura of killing intent beginning to swirl around him.

Lin Meng had spent quite some time with Rong Ling, so she knew him rather well in certain aspects. The way he treated Jiang Chengfeng was unsettling. He smashed his car with his fists as if they were iron hammers and glared at Jiang Chengfeng with such coldness that even Lin Meng, feeling sluggish due to a cold, found it strange.

"Róng Líng!" Bearing the discomfort, I quickened my pace and hurried to grab Róng Líng's hand.

Rong Ling didn't even look back at her, he just stared coldly at Jiang Chengfeng. At this moment, Jiang Chengfeng also lowered his arms that were crossed over his chest, and his cold eyes followed suit, narrowing slightly as he stared at Rong Ling. The two of them were facing each other across a car, their gazes locked in an intense standoff. In the cold winter evening, their auras were both tense and intimidating. If one didn't know better, they would think this was a scene straight out of an ancient martial arts film, with two masters about to clash!

"Rong Ling!" Lin Meng hurriedly called out to him again.

"Shut up!" Rong Ling sank, still not turning back to look at her, but reaching out with his hand, brushing away her soft and boneless hand.

Then he suddenly moved, like a cheetah about to pounce. He propped himself up on the hood of the car with one arm, and with a swift leap, his long legs shot out like iron bars, sweeping towards Jiang Chengfeng. Jiang Chengfeng reacted instantly, moving his body and taking a step forward. His hands reached out, striking with the ferocity of an eagle's claws, aiming directly for Rong Ling's legs.

In mid-air, Rong Ling's legs swiftly changed positions, dodging Jiang Chengfeng's hands. Jiang Chengfeng followed closely, transforming his claws into fists, and punched over with two powerful tiger-like strikes. Just then, Rong Ling used his other hand to prop himself up on the car hood, miraculously completing a somersault in mid-air while simultaneously delivering a palm strike with his left hand. With the deft strength of four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds, his seemingly light yet forceful palm effortlessly pushed aside Jiang Chengfeng's fists. As he successfully flipped over the car and landed on both feet, Jiang Chengfeng's long legs immediately followed suit, lifting one leg to execute the "Autumn Wind Sweeping Fallen Leaves" move. Rong Ling cleverly retreated his legs backward and then shifted to the right, dodging the attack. Unwilling to be outdone, he kicked back with a thunderous force, landing a heavy blow on Jiang Chengfeng's calf.Jiang Chengfeng leaped into the air, also dodging the kick, and in mid-air, raised his leg intending to deliver a whirlwind kick to Rong Ling. Rong Ling countered by swinging his leg horizontally, blocking Jiang Chengfeng's leg. His lower body immediately retreated to prevent Jiang Chengfeng from launching another attack. However, his upper body slightly leaned forward. As his body almost bent at a near 90-degree angle, a tiger punch struck Jiang Chengfeng's shoulder with tremendous force!

This punch hurts!

Rong Ling has always been ruthless. He could smash a big dent in a hard car hood with one punch, so imagine how painful it would be if he punched someone!

This ferocious force hit Jiang Chengfeng hard, causing him to frown and momentarily pause his punch.

Rong Ling had already retreated, stepping back a meter away. With a cold sneer, he reset his stance and looked at Jiang Chengfeng with a chillingly sinister expression.

Jiang Cheng lifted his left shoulder, slightly wincing from the blow Rong Ling had dealt him. He used this to subtly ease the pain in his shoulder. Then, he regained his composure and followed suit with a stance, a smug smile curving his lips as if the pain was insignificant to him.

It seems like these two are getting even more intense, and this is just the real beginning!

Just as the two masters were about to clash, their battle threatening to shake the heavens and earth, a childish cry rang out. It was like the profoundest Tai Chi, using the essence of "yielding overcomes rigidity" to skillfully defuse the fierce flames of war burning within these two equally stubborn men, who seemed like iron warriors.

"Mommy, what's wrong" The little boy's voice held alarm, and it instantly tugged at the hearts of the two men standing there. Despite their hatred for each other, both uncontrollably turned their gazes to the woman on the side.

But then, Lin Meng plopped down on the ground, clutching her chest and drooping her head, her face slightly pale. It was as if she had suddenly fallen ill.

Rong Ling felt a surge of anger in his heart, barely suppressing the urge to kill the man before him. He sprinted two steps forward, leaping to Lin Meng's side and crouching down. Without hesitation, he pulled her into his arms.

Jiang rode the wind because a car was blocking him, so he was a step slower. But he quickly jumped to Lin Meng's side, crouched down, and asked urgently, "What happened to you!" He knew Lin Meng was sick, and there were still a few bottles of IV drips that needed to be taken back home.

Lin Meng didn't speak, afraid that the moment she opened her mouth, her secret would be exposed.

The fight between the two men was over in a flash. Before Lin Meng could even react, Jiang Chengfeng had already been punched by Rong Ling. Lin Meng knew Rong Ling's ferocity. This man fought like a wild beast, like a madman, recklessly trying to kill his opponent. Just look at the violence he had intentionally or unintentionally displayed in front of her before. She could easily imagine how badly this cruel man would beat the other person!

She had never seen Jiang Chufeng's skills, so naturally she didn't know that he was capable and could fight Rong Ling fiercely. She only knew that Jiang Chufeng used to be a judge, a clerk. Throughout history, scholars have always been perceived as "helpless," she didn't think highly of Jiang Chufeng at all, fearing that he would be crippled by Rong Ling! She had already killed one Jiang Po浪, she absolutely wouldn't allow another member of the Jiang family to get hurt because of her!

She also knew that Rong Ling would become enraged, and she couldn't stop him with words. So, in a moment of desperation, she feigned unconsciousness and collapsed to the ground. Thankfully, her son was very helpful and cooperated by letting out a scream. Now, she could only pretend to be weak, still clutching her chest and feigning pain. Rong Ling was intelligent, she couldn't let him see through this little trick of hers!

When he inexplicably attacked Jiang Chengfeng, Lin Meng immediately thought he was a jerk. This gave her even more reason to despise this awful man!

"What's wrong with you Talk!" Róng Lǐng's jaw clenched, his usually cold face flickering with a hint of anxiety.

Lin Meng still kept silent, thinking hard about what to do next.

Rong Ling was anxious. She had fainted for no reason, and she looked so strange. However, he was intelligent, so after a moment of thought, his face darkened even further. Could it be that her legs had gone weak Why would her legs go weak It must be because she had been worked over too hard during... you know...

When he was tossing and turning in bed, tormenting her while she dreamt, Lin Meng realized that he had always been reckless and oblivious to the consequences. He often left her legs weak and trembling, unable to walk properly. This realization only fueled his anger, making him feel like his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were about to explode with rage.

"You bastard, what the hell did you do!" He roared, almost. That angry bellow frightened even Old Master Yan's servants. They peeked out their heads, fearfully peering through the window.

Lin Meng bit her lip and looked down, still with the look of a woman offering her heart to someone. Her brain was in shutdown mode, leaving her clueless about what to do next.

Jiang Cheng felt a fire ignite in his heart. He was incredibly dissatisfied with Rong Ling's attitude. How dare he yell and berate her like that Who did he think he was!

"Give her to me!" He reached out, forcefully trying to pull Lin Meng into his arms. "I'll take her to the hospital!"

"You're nothing!" Rong Ling roared angrily, his thin lips moving coldly as if a sharp knife was poised to strike. "My woman, what business is it of yours"

He stretched out an arm and forcefully blocked Jiang Chufeng's hand.

Jiang Cheng's handsome face twitched, then darkened. His eyes narrowed sharply, his thin lips moved, each word a blade aimed at the heart.

"What kind of bird are you! Is this where you chirp!"he doesn't understand!But she was a little mute, she wouldn't ask. Though she could still express herself to others by writing, she wouldn't write either.Because it's not necessary!From being ignored...