C27 The Cliché

"Cheng Ling, why are you running away like a drowning dog? By the back door."

A melodious and gentle voice came from behind him. If it wasn't for his arrogant tone and harsh words, this voice could still be considered to be heavenly.

He really couldn't avoid it no matter how hard he tried.

Cheng Ling lightly pressed her temples. In order to avoid encountering Tang Yuze and the others, she had deliberately went through the back door.

Cheng Ling slowly turned around and stared coldly at Fan Qingqing, who was wearing a red dress. "I'm not in a good mood today. Don't provoke me."

"Lingling, what are you saying? Aren't we good friends? Why don't we even greet each other?"

Fan Qingqing blinked her large eyes. Her extremely soft and beautiful face was slightly raised and her eyes were filled with arrogance. She looked at Cheng Ling as if she was looking at an ant on the ground and disdained her.

"The word 'best friend' is not used to insult people."

From the moment they met, Fan Qingqing had always been attached to Cheng Ling, so the two of them quickly became good friends, and even good friends. In the past, Fan Qingqing had always liked to ask about Cheng Ling and Tang Yuze's relationship, but she never would have thought that Fan Qingqing was just thinking about her best friend's boyfriend.

Such a person was too vile.

Cheng Ling couldn't even be bothered to stand with such a person.

She calmly turned around, not intending to have anything to do with her.

However, every step he took, the other party would become even more unscrupulous.

Cheng Ling stared at the small white hand that was grabbing her arm. Her starry eyes were filled with an ice-cold light as she said, "I said, don't provoke me."

She gave off an ice-cold aura and her aura was very strong. Fan Qingqing was stunned for a moment before smiling: "I must provoke you, what's wrong?" "Cheng Ling, don't think it's that easy to hurt my face."

"Hehe, wasn't it the kind Miss Fan who stopped Tang Yuze from hiring a lawyer back then? I didn't do it on purpose, you'll forgive me, won't you? Why is Tang Yuze not here and changing the excuse?"

Cheng Ling's words provoked Fan Qingqing. Fan Qingqing suddenly grabbed the front of Cheng Ling's shirt and pulled her over. Cheng Ling only felt a burst of coldness on her face. It was the feeling of metal touching metal.

"My ring's claws are broken. If I'm not careful, I can cut people and even hurt my best friend. I really want to blame myself."

Fan Qingqing slightly lowered her eyes, revealing a look of deep self-blame. However, when she lowered her eyes, she discovered that under Cheng Ling's clothes, there were shocking marks of her being deeply loved.

Her bright red lips revealed a sly smile. She was about to open her mouth and say something when she heard hurried footsteps from behind her.

"Cheng Ling, what are you going to do to Qing Qing?"

Tang Yuze felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. From his point of view, she was helplessly restrained by him when he saw Cheng Ling pinch Fan Qingqing's hand.

Fan Qingqing revealed a strange smile towards Cheng Ling. Suddenly, her body retreated, her small hands frantically pulled at Cheng Ling's clothes, her white high collar shirt had a button ripped off, revealing her perfect collarbone. Fan Qingqing's small hands did not stop, as she grabbed Cheng Ling's arm with the ring.

"Ah …"

Fan Qingqing screamed in panic. Tang Yuze ran over and caught her as she fell, hugging her tightly in her embrace. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …"

"Qing Qing, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Tang Yuze nervously turned to look at Fan Qingqing, afraid that she would be injured.

"It's fine, Yuze. I'm fine, don't worry."

The two of them faced each other passionately, but it was broken by an untactful laughter.

Tang Yuze glared at him. "Cheng Ling, you …" Too much.

He hadn't even said the word "too much" before Cheng Ling revealed her perfect collarbone. The collarbone was full of the marks of being doted on. One could imagine just how crazy the person who loved her was.

"Shameless."

The anger in Tang Yuze's eyes burned as he stared at Cheng Ling as if he was staring at an enemy.

"Mr. Tang, you've said this many times. Can you give me something new?" Or could it be that Mr. Tang only knows this line of scolding? "

She tidied up her clothes that had been pulled apart, forcefully resisting the discomfort brought by Tang Yuze's contemptuous gaze as she stubbornly looked him in the eye.

"Yuze, don't blame the spirits. It's not her fault, it's me."

Fan Qingqing nervously grabbed onto the corner of Tang Yuze's clothes, afraid that he would be angered by Cheng Ling.

She disdained to respond to such a cliché.

Cheng Ling pursed her lips. Since Fan Qingqing liked acting so much, she should just slowly act it out herself.

"Miss Fan, you're still the most righteous one."

Cheng Ling gave a meaningful smile as she resisted the uncomfortable feeling coming from her stomach and stubbornly straightened her back.

Cheng Ling's words had provoked Tang Yuze. Perhaps Cheng Ling's lack of explanation and her indifferent attitude had made him even angrier.

"No, I definitely won't let her off easily. Call the police."

"Don't call the police, Yuze, it really isn't the spirit's fault."

"I listened to you and let her go last time, but she's not grateful at all. This time, I definitely won't let her off lightly. I can't let her sink any deeper."

Tang Yuze was able to clearly see the words' deeper you sink in '. His gaze was fixated on a certain glaring place, so he immediately retracted his gaze. He was afraid that if he looked at her a few more times, he would want to strangle her to death.

Tang Yuze took out her phone. Just as she was about to press the call to the police, she heard running footsteps not far away.

"Call the police, what police? What happened?"

As soon as his voice fell, a chubby figure ran over, gasping for breath, his small eyes constantly scanning back and forth between them.

The back door of the restaurant was supposed to be remote to begin with, but for some reason, it startled the owner of the restaurant.

"This woman is hurting me, I want to call the police."

The fat boss's expression was extremely delicate as he instantly recognized Tang Yuze. He warmly said, "CEO Tang, you've misunderstood."

"I just happened to be in the surveillance room and saw what happened. This is really a misunderstanding. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see the surveillance footage."

Tang Yuze suspiciously stared at him. To be honest, he didn't really believe her. After all, he was very clear that this boss rarely came to the store. Why did he have to come today and even run to the control room to witness the truth?

Fan Qingqing snatched Tang Yuze's phone away, her large round eyes staring as she raised her tone, "It really was a misunderstanding. I only saw the spirit soul around her neck, and it seems like there was something wrong. I was worried that I had gone after her."

Fan Qingqing's words were clearly meant to get rid of Cheng Ling, but her attention was focused on Cheng Ling's neck. As a result, everyone could see the numerous kisses on her neck and their gazes towards Cheng Ling were somewhat obscure.