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As Night Peak led the Elites of "Yihun" in battle against the members of the Heavenly Ninja Group outside the villa, it was at that moment that Liufeng intervened to save Mo Ming. Their coordinated efforts were remarkably perfect, catching the Heavenly Ninja Group off guard.
The Elites of "Yihun" swept through the surrounding area of the villa with lightning speed, overwhelming the ninjas of the Heavenly Ninja Group.
Those from the Heavenly Ninja Group, caught in a remote location with weak defenses, suddenly faced a well-prepared attack and instantly crumbled, unable to maintain their formation. The heavy machine gunner was taken out by a sniper before he could fire a single shot, while the snipers from the Heavenly Ninja Group were quietly dealt with by Lion and Starfall.
In just ten minutes, the villa was completely overrun. After a torrential gunfire, it became a scene of devastation, littered with members of the Heavenly Ninja Group who had been turned into Swiss cheese by bullets. Blood stained the ground, and the smell of blood was overwhelmingly strong.
Shizuka Domoto escaped with Miyu through a secret passage. Due to Yamamoto Kyouka's cover, Liufeng was unable to detain them.
It wasn't that Liufeng was less capable than Yamamoto Kyouka; in recent years, Liufeng's strength had continuously broken through barriers to an unknown level. Almost no one knew just how strong he had become, not even Mo Ming could guarantee a victory over him.
Who would win or lose could only be determined through combat!
Yamamoto Kyouka and others fled through the secret passage, escorted by more than a dozen ninjas. Liufeng was concerned about traps within the passage and chose not to pursue them, which allowed Yamamoto Kyouka and her group to escape.
The battle outside had ended, but Mo Ming's "fight" was still ongoing. Night Peak and his companions wisely chose not to disturb what was happening inside; they simply instructed Brothers to clean up the battlefield, hunt down any remaining enemies, and maintain vigilance against potential ambushes.
Inside the room, under the influence of drugs, Mo Ming's primal instincts were uncontrollable. The appearance of Jun Qianqian drove him into a frenzy; he pulled her into the room and shut the door behind them.
In an instant, springtime exuberance filled the air amidst chaos—torn clothing scattered everywhere and a pool of bright red on the floor made it clear without asking that it was Jun Qianqian's virgin blood. A man and woman were indulging in an incredibly pleasurable activity.
Jun Qianqian initially resisted Mo Ming's sudden rough behavior but soon realized her resistance was futile. At that moment, Mo Ming's consciousness had been driven far beyond reason by the drug; he had no concern for tenderness.
After several unsuccessful attempts to resist, Jun Qianqian gradually succumbed to Mo Ming's advances, becoming compliant with his every action. Although she did not understand why Mo Ming acted this way, she felt enveloped in happiness.
This was her first experience engaging in intimate activities with a man. Naturally, there was some pain involved in losing her virginity; however, being with her beloved man made it feel like a painful yet joyful experience. The sweetness in her heart allowed her to forget about the pain.
Afterward, as Mo Ming gradually regained his senses, he suddenly felt an invisible thorn stab painfully at his heart upon realizing what he had done. He struggled internally, filled with guilt.
Jun Qianqian remained silent, and Mo Ming felt even more guilty. He covered Jun Qianqian's body with what was left of his clothes, also speechless. At that moment, he truly didn't know what to say.
This was a mistake in timing; Jun Qianqian shouldn't have been here. Just when the effects of the drug had fully taken hold, Mo Ming lost all rationality, which led him to act inappropriately towards Jun Qianqian.
Otherwise, even if it meant death, Mo Ming would never have done anything to overstep boundaries with Jun Qianqian.
However, what had happened had already occurred. Even if Mo Ming were to apologize with his life, he could not change anything. All that remained in his heart was a deep sense of guilt towards Jun Qianqian.
In truth, Jun Qianqian did not blame Mo Ming at all. As a girl experiencing love for the first time, she naturally felt shy. Thus, she lowered her head, unable to look at Mo Ming or say a word.
The atmosphere became very awkward; the room was silent, and the two could seemingly hear each other's hearts pounding and their heavy breaths. Mo Ming's heart raced due to guilt and regret, while Jun Qianqian was flustered by the intimacy between them.
When Mo Ming remained silent for a long time, Jun Qianqian curiously lifted her head.
In that instant, their eyes locked tightly onto each other.
Mo Ming furrowed his brow and finally said responsibly, "I'm sorry, Qianqian. I will take responsibility for you."
"Why are you saying sorry?" A puzzled expression appeared on Jun Qianqian's face that should have been smiling; her brows furrowed.
"Uh, I shouldn't have done that to you. But don't worry; I will take responsibility..." After a pause, Mo Ming looked into Jun Qianqian's eyes and said word by word, "Let me take care of you for the rest of your life, okay?"
Let me take care of you for the rest of your life.
Jun Qianqian imagined countless scenarios where Mo Ming would say those words to her. She had longed for him to say it so much, yet at this moment, she couldn't feel happy at all.
I'm sorry...
"Responsible?"
Jun Qianqian felt her mind buzzing, shaking her head vigorously, feeling on the verge of madness. She said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean I shouldn't have done that to you? Wasn't what happened just now what you wanted?"
"I'm sorry..."
Jun Qianqian interrupted, saying, "Don't tell me you're sorry. I don't need your apology. Tell me, what exactly happened?"
"What I did to you just now was actually Miyu's doing. She drugged me and made me lose my rationality, which is why I did something so beastly to you," Mo Ming explained briefly to Jun Qianqian. But before he could finish his apology, Jun Qianqian interrupted him again.
At this moment, Jun Qianqian's eyes turned red and swollen, tears threatening to spill over.
"So everything that just happened was just a mistake. You never thought about accepting me; you only did that to me because you were drugged... Wuwu, Mo Ming, I hate you!"
As she spoke the last part, tears streamed down her cheeks. Not wanting Mo Ming to see her cry, she hugged her knees and buried her head between them to hide her pain.
Mo Ming was at a loss.
A woman's tears, a man's guilt.
That phrase "I hate you" seemed to express all of Jun Qianqian's dissatisfaction with herself. Mo Ming felt as if those words had stabbed deeply into his heart. The situation was beyond repair, and he didn't know how to comfort Jun Qianqian at that moment.
"Qianqian, I know you can't forgive what I've done. If you're willing, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. If you truly hate me, then I can die right now. I don't expect you to forgive me for anything; after all, it was your life that saved mine. I just hope you can live well."
Every word was heartfelt from Mo Ming, without a trace of insincerity.
Since he had wronged Jun Qianqian, he was willing to take responsibility for it and would treat her well for a lifetime. If Jun Qianqian wanted him dead as a way to vent her hatred, Mo Ming would not hesitate to die; he was not afraid of death and could leave at any time. However, he did not want to be so irresponsible.
Jun Qianqian remained silent.
Mo Ming found this time quite difficult to endure. With Jun Qianqian not speaking, he didn't know what to say either. The room became exceptionally quiet, so quiet that the sound of a pin dropping could be clearly heard.
As time passed, Jun Qianqian's sobs became as faint as the fluttering of a mosquito's wings.
"Qianqian, I truly want to take responsibility for you from the bottom of my heart. Even if you want my life, I would hand it over without hesitation. But could you at least say one word?" Mo Ming said with a bitter smile, shaking his head.
"Well, if you won't speak, then I'll decide in another way." After waiting for a long time without a response from Jun Qianqian, Mo Ming took a deep breath and said, "If you want me to die right now to atone for my sins, then just remain silent. I'll count to three..."
"One..." Mo Ming elongated the last syllable.
Jun Qianqian remained silent.
"Two... three!" Mo Ming shouted out directly. He moved to pull out Liufeng's flying knife from the wall.
"Don't!" Jun Qianqian immediately hugged Mo Ming tightly. "No, I don't want you to die, you idiot! Didn't you say you would take responsibility? Why do something so foolish?"
Mo Ming smiled bitterly and said, "You said you hate me, but you're not saying anything. How am I supposed to know what you're thinking? However, this foolish act is actually good; you've finally spoken. Qianqian, I'm sorry..."
"I told you not to say sorry!" Jun Qianqian replied angrily. "When I said I hate you, it was because you lack understanding of feelings. Can't you just lie and say that you like me a little?"
Without thinking, Mo Ming replied, "I'm not lying; I really like you—it's not just a little."
This statement was completely genuine; it was more real than pearls. Mo Ming was not a wooden person; although he had always rejected his feelings for Jun Qianqian, it was only because he didn't want to hinder her happiness—not because he had a heart of stone.
Deep down, Mo Ming dared to say that he truly liked Jun Qianqian.
"You're lying. If you really liked me, why did you remain indifferent to my confessions so many times?" Jun Qianqian said, not believing him. "I don't want you to come to me out of guilt over this matter, do you understand?"
"Really, I'm not lying to you. It's not that I don't care about my feelings for you, but I already have Yuan'er and Murong Lian. Adding you into the mix makes me worry that I can't provide happiness for all three of you," Mo Ming said seriously. "These words are all from the bottom of my heart. Whether you believe it or not, this is how I feel."
"Is what you're saying true?" Jun Qianqian asked for confirmation. "You said you'd take care of me for a lifetime and that you really like me. Are your words genuine? This is a promise; you need to be serious about it and not backtrack later."
Mo Ming held Jun Qianqian's arms with both hands, looking sincerely into her eyes without a hint of insincerity. He nodded earnestly and said, "Really, now and in the future, I will never regret it. I will take care of you for a lifetime. Will you entrust your happiness to me?"
Upon hearing this, Jun Qianqian's heart trembled slightly, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again—tears of happiness. Smiling through her tears, she lightly nodded her head and said, "I am willing. I am willing to let you deceive me for a lifetime."
The sadness from earlier vanished completely; whether it was true or false didn't matter to her anymore. From the moment Mo Ming spoke those words, Jun Qianqian had already believed wholeheartedly.
Every woman encounters both big and small deceivers; lucky women meet big deceivers who fool them for a lifetime, while unfortunate women encounter small deceivers who only trick them for a while.
Jun Qianqian only hoped that even if it were a lie, Mo Ming would be able to deceive her for a lifetime.
"I'm not lying!" Mo Ming pulled Jun Qianqian into his embrace, wanting to mend her broken heart with his warmth. In truth, the so-called brokenness was Mo Ming's perception; for Jun Qianqian, there was no brokenness—only completeness.
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