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Zheng Mengni bit him, pushed him, and struggled to retreat.
Tan Yan chased after her, pressing his lips against hers in a flurry of kisses, causing her knees to scrape against the ground.
With a gasp, their lips parted. Zheng Mengni broke free from his grasp, her breath coming in chaotic bursts. "Are you trying to hurt me? What if my boyfriend finds out!"
She kept mentioning her boyfriend. Perhaps all along, he had shown patience and tolerance that was truly remarkable.
Tan Yan had suppressed his feelings for too long and let out a deep laugh. "So, Guan Su Lin isn't that tolerant of you. Why do you even bother being with him?"
He wouldn’t miss any opportunity to sow discord. Selfish? So what? Despicable? Who cares? Compared to Guan Su Lin, it was actually he who was less magnanimous.
If you truly love someone, how could you bear to share them with anyone else? He cared for her; he could help her. Why shouldn’t she be with him?
Zheng Mengni's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she turned her face away from Tan Yan, avoiding his gaze. She could sense that he still had some feelings for her.
Guan Su Lin was too good at pretending and too cunning; Zheng Mengni couldn’t trust him. Trapped in a dire situation, she needed to plan an escape route for herself.
Seeing Tan Yan silent, she clenched her fingers and continued, "But you... how much do you dislike me that you'd drive everyone away from me? Is it only when I'm truly isolated that you feel happy?"
Tan Yan looked up at the ceiling and then back down at her. "I drove them away because they were no good for you. If I stay and let them go, I can offer you more than they ever could."
Zheng Mengni shook her head repeatedly. "How can I trust you? You hurt my friend, and I even plotted to have you sent abroad. You really don’t hold a grudge?"
She tread carefully, finally revealing her true feelings in the end.
She wanted to test whether Tan Yan held any hostility towards her, whether he would seek revenge.
"Do you care?"
"I hurt you and your friend."
Zheng Mengni answered without a second thought, "I care."
Tan Yan smiled, "Then..."
What she feared most was that no matter what he did, she would remain indifferent. But everything you do to me, I will accept.
Tan Yan said with a smile, and before she knew it, he had cornered Zheng Mengni against the wall. Their lips seemed about to touch again, just a step away from each other.
"Guan Su Lin is not a person. If you want something from him, you can tell me. What he gives you, I can give too. What he can't give, I can also provide."
Tan Yan stepped closer, his warm breath carrying a hint of mint. After dinner, he had rinsed his mouth, as if he had anticipated Zheng Mengni's arrival.
In a soft and seductive tone, Tan Yan coaxed her, capturing her lips and enticing her: "Trust me, don’t."
Wei Jingxi always scolded her for being the third party, but after so long, she had truly had enough. Just give me an identity that sounds a bit more respectable, okay?
Zheng Mengni clutched the fabric of his shirt, her eyelashes lowering to conceal the calculations in her eyes.
Suddenly, the phone in his coat pocket rang. The ringtone was urgent and relentless.
Tan Yan no longer hesitated; his lips descended with an irresistible fervor.
Zheng Mengni was kissed by him, her delicate voice struggling and intermittent: "My boyfriend is looking for me... you... let go."
Tan Yan held her tightly in his embrace, gently kissing every inch of her as if he couldn't bear to let go.
"Tan Yan!"
Zheng Mengni turned her head away; his kiss landed on her cheek. Tan Yan smiled as he turned her face back towards him.
He lowered his head and continued the previous motion.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of knocking accompanied the frantic ringing of the phone, and someone was pounding on the door, occasionally twisting the doorknob. The urgency of the movements was palpable, filled with agitation.
"Zheng Zheng, are you in there?"
Zheng Mengni's heart skipped a beat. She bit down on Tan Yan's tongue and pushed him away forcefully.
He was here.
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