When Leng Muchen let go of her, Qin Yaying stood up, picked up the nightgown on the ground, and put it on herself, "Can I leave now?"
She asked coldly, lowering her eyes and not looking at him.
Leng Muchen leaned back lazily and looked at her. This woman clearly didn't want to have anything to do with him, but she still came to his room, and yet she still took the initiative to cooperate with her. Now, he couldn't see her clearly.
Qin Yaying stood blankly, "Mr. Leng."
Leng Muchen stood up, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her again with his lips.
Are you reluctant to leave her, or do you want to destroy her completely?
Has his mind become confused too?
Qin Yaying pushed him away hard, "Is that enough for tonight?" Does he still want it? Then she can't afford it!
Leng Muchen chuckled, "It's not up to you to decide whether it's enough! Go back!"
At his words, Qin Yaying even forgot to put on her slippers and ran out.
Leng Muchen stood in front of the window, watching her running away. She was still afraid of him, pretending to be strong on the surface, but with her back to him, she was still not that strong.
Qin Yaying returned to the room and went into the bathroom to wash herself over and over again. She wanted to wash away all the scent he left on her body.
In the following days, Qin Yaying tried to avoid meeting Leng Muchen. During the day, Leng Muchen went to the company, so she went to clean up the room and prepare dinner before he came back.
At night, he would ask her to go to his room, and the two of them would make love without saying a word. It seemed that they had a tacit understanding, but only the two of them knew it well. She was catering to her on the surface, but deep down in her heart, she was catering to her.
Greater detachment.
Leng Muchen, however, was getting deeper and deeper each time. He didn't like her alienating attitude, nor did he like her not saying a word, not struggling, or resisting.
Qin Yaying also wore a nightgown and walked out of his room without saying a word.
"Qin Yaying." Leng Muchen called her, calling her name like this for the first time.
"Mr. Leng, do you have any other instructions?" Qin Yaying didn't even have the courage to turn back, or in other words, she didn't even have the slightest strength.
"Aren't you willing to move back?" Leng Muchen walked up to her and asked.
Qin Yaying shook her head, "No!"
"Then what do you want to do before you are willing to move back?" Leng Muchen pulled her on the sofa and stared at her closely.
"What if I don't want it? Isn't it good that we are like this now? It won't be complicated. In the future, if you don't let me go, it will always be like this!" Qin Yaying sighed slightly. She didn't want to change anything anymore and had no power.
to change.
Leng Muchen clasped her slender wrist and said, "Move back here and I'll let Qin Yalin go." He took a step back. The more stubborn this woman was, the more he would force her.
Qin Yaying was a little moved when she heard what he said. She indeed didn't even turn on her mobile phone and contacted no one these days because she thought she was going to die.
"How is she?" she finally asked.
"She should be pretty good!" Leng Muchen didn't want to give her a definite answer at all.
"What do you mean it should be good?" How could it be possible when the events of that scene that day were still so clear? If it were her and a man turned her around like this, would she still be able to survive?
"You and she are different women. She can't live without a man, but you can only have me as a man." Leng Muchen does not allow his woman to have a relationship with other men.
Of course, only the woman in front of him didn't care about him. When other women saw him, they wished they could have some relationship with him.
Qin Yaying stood up and said, "I'm going back. If possible, I would like to see her."
She originally thought that Leng Muchen would not agree to her, but a few days later, he drove her to an entertainment club.
The night was dark, the lights were on, and the entertainment club was bustling with feasting and feasting. Qin Yaying followed Leng Muchen and walked in. It was not that she had never been here before. She also spent a lot of time here, so she had long been used to the atmosphere here.
.
Leng Muchen glanced at her, "Do you really want to look at her?"
"Yes, no matter what, I want to see her." Qin Yaying also wanted to have peace of mind. At that time, she didn't think about anything but her child.
Because she had no way of giving birth to a child, she caused trouble to many people, so she herself was imprisoned, and she wanted to set Qin Yalin free.
In the huge luxurious private room, Qin Yalin was wearing a sexy tight dress, and her whole body was wrapped around a man. Their postures were so intimate that Qin Yaying almost thought she had seen it wrong.
When the man saw Leng Muchen walking in, he immediately stood up and said, "Master Leng, why are you here? Do you have any orders?"
"Nothing, I just came here to take a look." Leng Muchen turned to Qin Yaying, "Do you want to talk?"
Qin Yaying walked up to Qin Yalin and said, "Sister, do you want to leave? I can let you leave here."
"Why should I leave?" Qin Yalin looked at her, "It's so good here, how can I make a living if I leave here? Do you want to give me money? Do you have money? You don't rely on men to live such a good life.
"
She looked at Qin Yaying with disdain. She didn't want to leave here. At least Leng Muchen didn't deliberately make things difficult for her now. Her medicine was given to her regularly. She had everything she needed.
Qin Yaying glanced at Qin Yalin. She thought it was okay to be like this now? Why should she be so despicable, accompany different men every day, cuddle and cuddle, and then have ambiguous relationships with different men?
Leng Muchen took her into another private room. Different from the one just now, the room smelled of alcohol and smoke. Special candles were lit, and the whole room was filled with a strange aroma.
"Do you still want me to let her go? She doesn't want to leave at all." Leng Muchen looked at her. This woman seemed to be in a bad mood ever since she met Qin Yalin.
Qin Yaying looked at the wine bottle in front of her, poured herself a glass, and drank it in one gulp, the spicy wine tumbling in her stomach.
"These are all your fault." Qin Yaying drank one glass after another, and Leng Muchen did not stop her. He knew that she had a poor drinking capacity, but he let her drink.
Leng Muchen lit a cigarette and smoked, "It's life." He said calmly and blew out a puff of smoke.
Qin Yaying continued to drink, and her head became more and more dizzy. She looked at the man beside her, and her faces overlapped, "Is it fate? I don't accept fate, but you force me to accept fate."
She was blaming him, she had always blamed him in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it, and she wouldn't say it to him either!
"Why are you forcing me? Why are you forcing me like this?" Qin Yaying poured another glass. This time, she didn't drink it herself, but handed it to Leng Muchen, "You drink it, you drink it too."
Leng Muchen took it and drank it in one gulp, "You eat this." He pushed the snack away.
Qin Yaying shook her head and leaned against him, "You eat it, but I don't want to eat it. I'm unhappy, I'm sad, and I feel sad."
"You drank too much." Leng Muchen listened to her voice and did not push her away. It was rare for this woman to lean against him like this and pester him by his side.