C3 I Didn't Feel Good Enough?

Cheng Ling stared at the mirror. The woman's eyes were blood-red and filled with anger.

She knew that such things would happen more often in the future. Those unpleasant words would never end. She did not believe that her father would embezzle, much less that he would commit suicide out of guilt. Her father was a man of integrity, and he had never received any of the money and gifts that he had sent over.

She believed that there was definitely a conspiracy that she didn't know about.

Her mother was still waiting for her money to be used for the operation and her father's innocence was still waiting for her to be clarified. She could not fall, no matter how many shameless people she had.

This job came with the most money and was the fastest.

"Don't mind it, Cheng Ling. Those rumors are all lies. Father will forgive you."

She didn't care about Young Master Xiao's vulgar behavior. She would deal with one of these people. What she cared about was that they talked about her father, but she couldn't say a word for money.

Cheng Ling kept repeating the same words in the mirror. The words seemed to be a miracle medicine that had a good effect. Cheng Ling's upset heart finally calmed down.

However, without the man in front of her, she believed she would be in a better mood.

Xi Shiche leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette between his two fingers. He had a dignified air about him. Even though his actions were very ordinary, he looked very elegant and charming.

Cheng Ling walked past him expressionlessly, as if he was air.

The eagle's eyes were half closed, its eyes were dark, and its entire body was exuding a dangerous aura. As Cheng Ling walked past, he exhaled a few mouthfuls of smoke and threw away the cigarette.

With a "dong" sound, the smoke lingered between the two of them. A sharp pain came from Cheng Ling's back and a warm feeling spread through her sensitive eardrum.

Cheng Ling stared coldly at Xi Shiche, whose arms were blocking her from the corner of the wall. With a mocking smile, she asked, "What? You didn't enjoy the show enough? Do you still want to watch it?"

She knew that everything that had happened in the room earlier was within his eyes, and he was merely watching from the sidelines.

As soon as Cheng Ling finished speaking, Xi Shiche's handsome and noble face was pressed down. She could clearly feel the warm breath he was exhaling.

This frivolous and disdainful tone made him even more agitated. Xiao Gui, that pig, deserved to die, and the woman with the faint mocking smile in front of him deserved to die even more.

She knew he was there, but she would rather hurt her hand than ask him for help.

Thinking of Cheng Ling's decisive action, Xi Shiche's eagle-like pupils contracted. His pretty lips moved slightly. "I'm not happy. You can actually make me feel better."

He emphasized the word 'displeased', making people feel as if they were gnashing their teeth in anger.

The distance between the two was too close. As Xi Shiche spoke, his thin lips slightly wiped off the pinkish lips that had been mouthed during the process. Between his lips, there was still a special kind of warmth.

This intimate manner had angered Cheng Nian.

Xi Jinche's impudent gaze was lingering on her chest, and Cheng Ling was even angrier. His eyes, which carried a strong desire, made her feel even more disgusted than when she saw Cheng Ling with a woman who looked more and more similar to her.

He had been accompanied by a woman ever since she had humiliated him. Each woman was different, but to some extent, they shared a similar temperament to Cheng Ling. It was like an insult to her.

"Die."

Cheng Ling's knee hit the weakest part of the man's body, but Xi Shiche's reaction was even faster. His powerful legs forced Cheng Ling's long legs shut, preventing her from moving.

"Is it worth getting so angry over? I just wanted to help you. "