Xing Zheng’s lips curved into an exceptionally flippant smile, as if he were a lascivious butterfly or a rampant wasp. Lin Mei forcefully slapped his hand, saying resentfully, "Go find someone else to be horny with. We broke up ages ago."
The mere thought of him entangled with different women made Lin Mei feel disgusted, as if she had swallowed a fly. She didn't even want him to touch her.
"Oh? When did we break up? How come I didn't know?" Xing Zheng whispered into her ear, deliberately blowing air into it, causing her to tremble. Feeling her reaction, he chuckled again, "Lin Meimei, so sensitive."
"Player." Every time Xing Zheng teased her, Lin Mei regretted not learning more curses from Lan Lan, which left her speechless every time. "I forgot to say it last time, but I'm officially telling you now, we're done. From now on, I hope we have no contact outside of work."
Lin Mei tried to maintain her composure and negotiate with Xing Zheng. She reasoned that although Xing Zheng was shameless, he wouldn't force a woman to be his casual fling. Besides, he was never short of female company. She didn't consider herself a peerless beauty worthy of his obsession.
"Burning bridges?" Xing Zheng chuckled softly. He hooked her collar with his index finger. "You broke up with me, who are you planning to sleep with now? Ming Zhou?"
"What's it to you? Who are you to me that you get to control me?" Lin Mei disliked Xing Zheng's questioning tone intensely. Setting aside their breakup, even if they were still together, she didn't need to explain her romantic life to him.
His attitude made it seem as if she were his appendage. Lin Mei detested being treated as an object without independent thought by men.
Perhaps provoked by her words, Xing Zheng abruptly released her. When he looked at her, his eyes held a hint of danger.
Lin Mei had no intention of dwelling on the reason for his anger. She tidied her clothes, preparing to get out of the car. However, just as her hand touched the door handle, she suddenly heard a blush-inducing, heart-pounding cry from beside her.
Lin Mei's brow twitched. She abruptly turned her head to look, only to see Xing Zheng holding his phone up to her.
On the screen was the scene from the night she went to his hotel. With just one glance, Lin Mei's face changed dramatically. Her anger made her instinctively reach out to snatch his phone. Xing Zheng skillfully dodged her, easily moving back. Lin Mei lost her balance and fell onto him, looking utterly disheveled.
Xing Zheng smirked triumphantly, his large hand caressing her face, and he patted it flirtatiously. "Don't rush to throw yourself at me, Lin Meimei."
Lin Mei gritted her teeth, wishing she could scratch him to death. She snarled, "Delete it!"
"That depends on your performance," Xing Zheng said, his hand kneading her again. "Get on top and kiss me."
Lin Mei naturally refused, still looking at him indignantly. Her eyes would turn red when she was angry, which held no deterrent for him; instead, it made him feel more aroused. "You don't want to? Oh, I'm sure Ming Zhou and your colleagues would love to see your starring role."
"Are you threatening me?!" Lin Mei, perhaps driven mad by his words, asked such an obvious question.
But Xing Zheng was very patient. "If Lin Meimei doesn't behave, I can only resort to this."
His tone implied he was cornered. "How could I bear to threaten you? The choice is yours."
Truly a beast in human clothing, a wolf in sheep's clothing, a scumbag...
Lin Mei used every idiom she could think of to curse him, but she had to compromise verbally. "I'll sleep with you tonight, and then you'll delete it?"
Xing Zheng: "Of course not."
Lin Mei: "Then what exactly do you want?"
Xing Zheng: "Naturally, I want to sleep with you until I'm tired of it."
Lin Mei: "..."
Xing Zheng saw the reluctance on Lin Mei's face. He raised an eyebrow. "It's okay if you're not willing. I believe Ming Zhou will like you even more when he sees you like this..."
"Shut up." Lin Mei steeled herself and covered his lips.
Xing Zheng pressed Lin Mei against the steering wheel.
As she heard rustling sounds, she suddenly opened her eyes and weakly reminded him, "Did you take..."
"No." Xing Zheng had already guessed what she was going to say. Before she could finish, he refused, unwilling to let go.
The images of him with other women flashed through Lin Mei's mind again. Instantly, she became like a little hedgehog, her quills bristling. The deep-seated aggression within her was instantly revealed.
"You bastard! Don't infect me with any dirty diseases!"
As Lin Mei uttered these words, Xing Zheng's gaze instantly turned grim.
...
...
After the storm passed, Lin Mei returned to the passenger seat to adjust her clothes. Her phone in her bag rang. She stopped adjusting herself, reached into her purse, and took out her phone.
It wasn't the first time she had answered Chen Qi's call in front of Xing Zheng, and Lin Mei was no longer as guilty as before; she was even quite adept at it. "Chen Qi."
"Wife, have you finished eating? How was it?" Chen Qi asked.
Lin Mei: "Oh, I'm done. It was good."
Chen Qi: "Mmm... then... good."
Lin Mei frowned. Chen Qi's voice sounded abnormally hoarse and was accompanied by panting, as if he were enduring pain. Lin Mei asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Chen Qi: "No, I accidentally bumped my arm and hurt it. I'm going to check the wound... hiss, I'll hang up now."
Chen Qi hastily tried to hang up. Lin Mei was still puzzled. Just as Chen Qi was hanging up, Lin Mei heard a woman's voice on the other end of the phone.
Lin Mei suddenly understood. No wonder Chen Qi's voice sounded so off. He was probably fooling around with a woman. The excuse about going to the hospital for a dressing change and being unable to attend the gathering was likely just a polite dismissal.
Lin Mei harbored no great illusions about Chen Qi. It was just that the thought of Chen Qi begging her not to break up while also fooling around with other women, and even calling her while he was at it, was it for a thrill?
Men were truly all the same!
Lin Mei sneered and crossed back to the opposite side, grabbing Xing Zheng's suit jacket.
Xing Zheng looked down at her, pinched her chin, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "What, stimulated again?"
Lin Mei didn't answer him but mocked him, "Isn't it too late to pretend to be a gentleman now?"
Xing Zheng's gaze focused on her face, and he said ambiguously, "You're right."
...
Half an hour later.
After Xing Zheng helped Lin Mei up, she looked breathtakingly beautiful and disheveled, making it impossible to look away.
She didn't realize how attractive she was to men. Xing Zheng lightly pinched her chin, looking at her glistening cheeks, and teased with a smile, "In that case, I should thank him. If he hadn't stimulated you, I wouldn't have enjoyed this treatment, would I?"
Lin Mei: "..."
Xing Zheng thoughtfully wiped her face, asking nonchalantly, "So, have you made up again?"
Lin Mei dodged him, choosing to wipe herself, unwilling to accept his condescending tenderness. Xing Zheng didn't mind and asked again, "How long are you planning to waste on him?"