C14 They Never Saw Each Other Again He Would Not Allow It.

They had separated for four years. Zheng Ting had no idea what Yov Yue had experienced in these four years.

This feeling made Zheng Ting panic for a moment. In this world, he did not know how many times Yov Yue had smiled at other men. Could it be that someone had replaced him in her heart?

Four years ago, when Yov Yue had not noticed the subtle change in her feelings for Zheng Ting, Zheng Ting had already felt it.

As a man, Zheng Ting was proud. He naturally watched and enjoyed it. When he met Yov Yue again, Zheng Ting was confident. That day at the banquet, he could still see the emotions in Yov Yue's eyes. However, for some reason, looking at the scene just now, he was a little uncertain.

"Director Zheng, the rain is getting heavier." the driver whispered. He had been with Zheng Ting for only a year, but he could read Zheng Ting's mind the most. He knew that Zheng Ting had been very interested in the girl in front of him recently. This kind of interest was different from other women.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the girl in front would get wet. At that time, Zheng Ting's mood would probably be even worse.

"Take me home." The driver was surprised but did not ask anything. He turned the steering wheel and drove in another direction.

Through the rearview mirror, Zheng Ting could see Yov Yue's figure. His left hand slowly clenched into a fist. He controlled the urge to chase after her. It was good to make her suffer a little. Only after suffering would she know how good it was to be by his side.

Yov Yue held a bowl of instant noodles and blew on it without any image. On this rainy day, she was too embarrassed to order takeout. It was too much of a trouble for the delivery brother. However, the only food left in the fridge was instant noodles, so she could only have a casual meal.

instant noodles were quite convenient. They would be ready in a few minutes. But the problem was that the noodles were too hot. To a person who was in a state of hunger, this could be called "torture.

The delicious food was less than 20 centimeters away from Yov Yue, but she could only watch for the time being. Her stomach was still gurgling.

Yov Yue thought of the beautiful married life that her good friend Meng Lingling described to her. That kind of beautiful life where once she went home, her husband would bring food that was moderately hot to her. She also wanted to have delicious food that could fill her stomach as soon as she entered the house!

Yov Yue was immersed in her fantasy of delicious food. A hurried and violent knock on the door interrupted her imagination and also made her little heart beat a few more times.

Rain Night Mad Devil and Rain Night Killer all began to jump in Yov Yue's mind in an instant. As a girl who lived alone, her fear made her shrink into the depths of the sofa.

The knocking on the door continued, as if Yov Yue did not answer the door and he would not stop.

Yov Yue's gaze searched the living room and saw the only thing that could be used as a weapon - a mop. This was the only rod shaped thing in her room.

If she could avoid this disaster, Yov Yue planned to buy a baseball bat. That thing should be more lethal.

"Open the door!"

Just as she quietly walked to the door, Yov Yue heard a shout. What a familiar voice! Yov Yue's mood immediately changed from fear to anger.

Was the Zheng family's company going to close down? Zheng Ting was actually so "idle. During the days of lightning and thunder, she still had to pass through half of the city to scare her?

After finding the earplugs, Yov Yue decided to ignore him.

Zheng Ting was not a person who knew how to give up. After knocking on the door for two minutes without any results, he called the Lockpicking Company.

The Lockpicking Company was still cautious. They did not open the door for Zheng Ting directly. Instead, they questioned him carefully before believing his words.

If Yov Yue saw the touching conversation between Zheng Ting and the Lockpicking Company, she would not believe it. She might have taken the video directly into a documentary and sent it to the Academy Award. He was definitely the best male lead!

While Yov Yue happily hummed music and took a hot bath in the bathroom, Zheng Ting sincerely thanked the Lockpicking Man and entered the house in satisfaction.

The sound of the water flowing in the bathroom coupled with the music, Yov Yue did not hear the door open at all.

Yov Yue swore that she had not screamed like this in ten years. But when she walked out of the room wearing a bathrobe and was about to watch TV, the man on the sofa made her unable to control herself.

Yov Yue almost used all her strength to shout, as if she wanted to attract the attention of the entire building.

When she was about to suffocate, Yov Yue then stopped.

"Why are you at my house?" Yov Yue questioned loudly. She looked at the door. The door was standing there in perfect condition. There were no signs of it being broken by violence.

Yov Yue's eyes narrowed slightly. Could it be that this man got her family's key from somewhere? It seemed that moving was something she had to do.

"Your house is my house." Zheng Ting was still angry, but the beauty in front of him could almost erase all the unhappiness in his heart.

All these years, other than Yov Yue, no other woman could make Zheng Ting's body react so much.

Even though Yov Yue was still wearing a bathrobe, Zheng Ting knew her habits too well. Under the pink bathrobe, she definitely did not wear anything.

Just by recalling and imagining, Zheng Ting could not control himself. He could not help but mock himself in his heart. Why did she look like a sex maniac?

"Zheng Ting, you've gone too far!" Yov Yue was really angry. No matter who Zheng Ting was, he had no right to break into her house.

"Who didn't open the door for me first?" Zheng Ting asked back.

"Did you knock?" Yov Yue asked guiltily. She would never admit that she had deliberately pretended not to hear the knock even if she was beaten to death. Otherwise, she would have handed Zheng Ting a piece of evidence with her own hands.

Yov Yue's gaze was erratic. She looked at every corner of the room but refused to look at Zheng Ting.

Zheng Ting smiled. Even after four years, she still did not improve. She never learned how to lie. Every time she lied, she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Yue, every time you lie, you do not look at me." Zheng Ting unceremoniously exposed Yov Yue.

"I'm not lying!" Yov Yue hurriedly denied and did not pay attention to how wrong her clothes were.

Zheng Ting did not say anything. He slowly stood up from the sofa and approached Yov Yue step by step. The delicious food was right in front of him. Zheng Ting planned to change his original intention and make himself happy.

Perhaps it would remind Yov Yue of how harmonious they were before. Perhaps she would return to his embrace.

Zheng Ting's footsteps were very slow. He was not in a hurry to embrace Yov Yue. Yov Yue's expression, which was now guarded, afraid and a little guilty, was really too cute.

If he did not tease Yov Yue more, Zheng Ting would feel that he was at a disadvantage.

"Zheng Ting, what are you doing?" Yov Yue asked as she stepped back. She did not choose a good position. She had only taken a few steps when she leaned against the wall. She wanted to turn around and run to the bedroom to lock herself in. Zheng Ting had already walked in front of her. He used his arm to trap Yov Yue between the wall and himself.