C12 Combat Level Upgrading

"You, it's you!" She pulled me to my feet and slapped me hard with her right hand. I could have been stunned and stood there, stunned.

Bai Lingyu quickly pulled his chair back and rushed over to push her away, "Alright, you're going too far!" He could no longer hold it in, and his voice was close to roaring. The woman seemed to be frightened and slammed the door in anger.

When the woman had gone, he stroked my face. I looked at him, and in his eyes, I could actually see his anxiety, his heartache, and his pity. I would rather believe that this is what I see, and the anger and grievance in my heart are suddenly forgotten.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head and held me in his arms, his movements so delicate and gentle. I felt his broad, solid chest.

"Do you care about me?" I asked.

He suddenly froze, let go of me, and looked me in the eye. " "Yes, that's right." I smiled happily at him.

Happiness came too suddenly! The ecstasy in my heart, he actually likes me. Hahaha, that slap was great. I wanted to find a chance to slap her back, but this time, I gave up on that idea and instead thanked her.

"Do you know what I want to hear?"

"I like you." His eyes no longer had their usual alienation and indifference. They were filled with deep emotion and honey. It was as if his hard shell had been detached from his body. He took my head in his hands and kissed me softly and delicately, and our tongues moved together, savoring each other's tastes.

"Who is she?" I asked him after the kiss.

"An Ziwei."

"Why is she so fierce?" I made a show of shyness.

"There won't be a next time." He looked at me steadily. My heart is very sweet.

"You can't be as cold to me as you used to be."

Then we kissed again.

Later, a company employee who knew about it told me that An Ziwei was the daughter of Bai Lingyu's grandfather. The two of them had played together since they were young, and since An Zhawei was young, she had always liked Bai Lingyu very much. Bai Lingyu's grandfather also had the intention of letting his grandson marry An Zhawei, but Bai Lingyu had always said that his career was the priority. For this reason, his grandfather had actually given the position of the group's president to Bai Lingyu. From the looks of it, his grandfather must marry An Zhawei to Bai Lingyu.

On this day, the Demon King of Confusion, Gu Guanyang, was not home either. Had he gone around the world again, or somewhere else to earn money or flee? The house was quiet. After returning home, I lay on my bed, thinking about Bai Lingyu and his every word and action.

Very good.

But I think he likes me so much, and the tempo seems to be a little fast. I was going to make a long and arduous journey. Maybe I'm lucky, happiness comes fast ~

While I was working, Bai Lingyu came in. He sat at the table, his long legs spread out on the floor. He looked happy and said to me, "It's time to get off work."

"Off duty, really?"

"Why would I lie to you? Come, let's go to your house."

I was covered in cold sweat. To my house? What would he think of me if he found out there was a man in my house?

"I haven't finished my work."

"Stop dawdling."

"Can you give me some face and let me decorate it before letting you in?" I'm sorry to have to let you in. "

"Mm. Alright."

Finally, he went to his house. It was a high-end residential area near the company. It had two floors with a beautiful loft and a very simple room decoration style. On the walls hung paintings of exceptional taste, and I remember one that appeared at an auction in Hong Kong and was eventually sold for 3.8 million. And the work hung on the wall.

Riche.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Huiyuan juice ~" He laughed out loud. It was completely different from the red wine.

"There's no juice. Drink some milk."

"That's fine too."

"Why are you so considerate?"

"Nothing, I like you."

"Just say it, you're a slut."

"Maybe. You're the only one who talks about me. Maybe you know me well enough, Tang Ning." Tang Ning, this was a name that he hadn't heard in a long time.

Tang Ning, Tang Ning! He knew, he knew everything! I was so shocked that my cup fell out of my hand, and I was too stunned to wipe my dress. He came over to help me clean my dress, gently.

"Y-y-you, I'm not Tang Ning. No, you're wrong." I was afraid that he would know that my past was fat and ugly and that I was a hypocrite. I just want to appear in front of him in a beautiful manner!

"I remember your eyes, and I won't forget your eyes. I can't be wrong. Besides, you seem to be very sensitive to my past and know me well. Several times he spoke to me not as if he had just met me, but as if he had known me for a long time. "I've checked you. You're Tang Ning."

The secret deep within his heart was revealed like a wound being ripped open, fear, sorrow. My tears were uncontrollable. I looked at him with tears in my eyes. I clearly saw the blankness and panic in his dark eyes. I saw that his eyes were even darker and deeper than usual, rippling with a vague light. "What do you think? Sorry to disappoint you, right?" "No," I said.

He looked at me and cried. He wiped my tears gently with his hands and hugged me. "There's no disappointment, just joy. Listen to me slowly."

"The girl from back then, you, after making eye contact with me, she had never come back. I was very sad. At that time, I was already used to your company, so I can't explain my feelings. Anyway, I missed you a lot, I want to see you, and I want to know more about you. Then I saw you at the university, but every time you walked away so coldly, I thought it was just wishful thinking on my part. Looking at you, I don't have the courage to disturb you, but have been quietly watching you. You are a very unique girl, with a unique charm and temperament. However, from the year of your third year onwards, I have never seen you again. " He paused for a moment.

"When I see you again, I'll be at the Leisure Hotel. I didn't recognize you at the time, but your eyes were so familiar to me that I couldn't help but want to get close to you. That day, I was drunk. " Then he gently stroked my head. I thought of that night and blushed. I sat quietly on the windowsill and listened to his story, which was filled with the lights of the city.