Liang Yufeng lay on Lan Lan's shoulder, the voice on the other end of the phone clearly reaching Lan Lan's ears. Who else would dare speak to him like this now? Lan Lan immediately guessed the person's identity. Just then, she heard Liang Yufeng say, "I have something."
"What's more important than coming home?!" Xu Zhengxi questioned indignantly, "Cancel it, come back to me now."
Liang Yufeng was probably annoyed by the scolding, and he took out his anger on her. Lan Lan immediately felt a surge of vengeful desire and deliberately made a sound, which was quickly heard by the person on the other end of the phone.
Xu Zhengxi, as an experienced player, was most familiar with this kind of sound. His tone was even more severe than before, "This is what you call having something?!"
His business was playing with women? Xu Zhengxi could almost imagine what he was doing!
Liang Yufeng didn't offer any explanation. He hung up the phone, tossed his mobile aside, and ignoring Xu Zhengxi's anger, began to "settle accounts" with Lan Lan.
Lan Lan also paid a heavy price for her provocation. Heaven or hell, it was all up to his mood. She wanted to fight back, but her strength was like a moth to a flame, posing no threat to him.
Liang Yufeng hugged her from behind, leaving bite marks on her shoulder. Lan Lan's eyes watered from the pain. Unable to push him away, her voice remained firm, and she cursed mercilessly, "Are you a dog, biting people at the slightest provocation! It hurts so much."
"You know it hurts now? Weren't you quite pleased earlier? I thought you weren't afraid." Liang Yufeng held the back of her neck and bit her earlobe, "Provoking me means paying the price."
As he said, Lan Lan paid a costly and painful price.
Lan Lan didn't even have the strength to get out of bed to shower, but Liang Yufeng acted as if nothing had happened. He went to the bathroom outside to wash up. Lan Lan didn't know what he was doing out there. After he finished showering, he didn't come back.
Lan Lan lay on the bed, her mind blank for a long time. Finally, she found the strength to get out of bed. She was parched from Liang Yufeng's torment. Dragging her exhausted body, she went to the kitchen to find ice water. As she reached the doorway, she heard Liang Yufeng's voice from inside, as if he was on the phone.
Unlike before, this time she couldn't hear what the person on the other end was saying, only his voice, "Just a mistress."
"It won't be anything serious. I'm not interested in dating or marriage, just releasing desires." His tone was indifferent and calm, as if the person who had been so wild in bed moments ago wasn't him. "I won't get into an arranged marriage either, so don't bother me."
Lan Lan was not surprised by Liang Yufeng's words. He was just doing what most men would do. When you have no illusions or expectations of a person, no matter what they say or do, they cannot harm you. That's how she felt about Liang Yufeng.
After Liang Yufeng finished his call with Xu Zhengxi, he turned around and saw Lan Lan standing at the door. Judging by her appearance, she must have been standing there for quite some time. So what he had just said...
Liang Yufeng looked at her expression and found no disappointment or anger on her face. She walked to the refrigerator, took out ice water, and drank it, licking her lips. Every movement she made could make him feel restless.
Liang Yufeng asked her hoarsely, "What did you hear?"
"Nothing much," Lan Lan smiled understandingly, "You've defined our relationship quite clearly. I like it."
Liang Yufeng's gaze turned sinister. What did she say? Like it? He had just described her as "releasing desires," and with her proud nature, she wasn't even angry?
After a moment of confusion, he concluded that she didn't care, and therefore, his words couldn't stir any emotional response from her.
Without feelings, how could there be a reaction?
Liang Yufeng unconsciously walked up to her. He opened the refrigerator, took out ice water, and poured it down his throat. The cold liquid still couldn't quell his anger. He said coldly, "You also have a hobby of being a tool for others to vent."
"You can't say that," she still wasn't angry, smiling brightly, "The pleasure isn't one-sided. In our situation, it's mutual exploitation, to be precise."
Lan Lan sized him up, her gaze hitting the bullseye, her expression becoming ambiguous, "Besides, with your hardware, I'm not at a loss. It's just that your software needs improvement, Mr. Liang."
Not only was she not angry, but she also thoughtfully offered him "suggestions." Any man would get angry if his skills were questioned, and Liang Yufeng was no exception. He laughed in anger, but it was a very strange smile, "This technique is enough to make you cry."
Her body's reaction didn't lie. Even though she complained verbally, her reactions every time were so intense. It was only in this matter that he could find a so-called sense of "control" over her, and confirm that she was a real person.
"It's getting late, you should go back," Lan Lan dismissed him.
However, Liang Yufeng seemed not to hear her. He dragged her back to the bedroom, and they lay down again. Judging by his demeanor, it seemed he intended to spend the night here. Lan Lan was exhausted and had no energy to argue with him, so she turned a blind eye.
However, when she lay in the same bed with him at night, she actually dreamed of the days when she dated Liang Yufeng in college. The dream replayed their life back then, every detail so vivid.
When she woke up, Lan Lan still remembered the content of the dream. She never knew she could remember the small details of her relationship with Liang Yufeng so clearly. After all, after they broke up, she had never looked back.
She thought she had forgotten it completely.
In the morning, Lan Lan received a WeChat message from Lu Xiao, and they started chatting enthusiastically.
While having breakfast, Liang Yufeng saw Lan Lan smiling at her phone and immediately snatched it away. Then he saw the picture of abs sent by Lu Xiao.
Liang Yufeng's already expressionless face became even more grim. He questioned, "Who?"
"You're being too nosy?" Lan Lan snatched her phone back from him, "We agreed before, it's just a relationship of sleeping together. Don't ask about my private life, and I won't care about yours."
"I don't have a hobby of sleeping with the same woman," his words, as if squeezed from between his teeth, sounded extremely disdainful.
Lan Lan, however, was unfazed. She didn't bother to explain to him that she hadn't done anything with Lu Xiao. Instead, she said, "I won't have only you as a man. If you can't handle it, you can end it anytime."
"I'll give you three days," Liang Yufeng said, as if he hadn't heard her, giving her an order, "If you still haven't broken up with him, don't blame me for taking matters into my own hands."
"Mr. Liang, that's too much," Lan Lan said, "At most, we're just friends with benefits. You have no right to control me."
"But I have the right to do so," Liang Yufeng said, "If you want to test the price of provoking me, that's fine too."
His tone, purely that of a dominant superior, angered Lan Lan and greatly diminished her interest in Liang Yufeng.
She slammed down her chopsticks, "Get out of my house now. We're done."