Chapter 23: What is he going to do? Don't come over!

  His slender and tall figure was set off by the silver-gray suit, making him look exceptionally dignified and dazzling. His short hair was scattered in front of his forehead, frequently fluttering with every steady step. The outline of his wild and handsome face was clear under the red and green lights of the bar, looking mysterious and eerie. His deep and narrow eyes flashed with a cold light, unfathomable.

  Severe cold

  It's Ling Han. How did he end up here?

  Leng Xi was stunned for a moment, his big black eyes wide open in astonishment as Ling Han walked towards them. He forgot to move, forgot to speak, and even forgot that he was still holding Bai Yicheng.

  No matter when, as long as she sees Ling Han, her thinking cannot function normally.

  Murong Xiaoji withdrew his fist from the showdown with Bai Yicheng, standing upright and staring at Ling Han. The deep blue, cold eyes sparkled with excitement and hostility, like a flame that could ignite at any moment, ready to burn at any time.

  Bai Yicheng also heard the sound and turned his head, but saw Ling Han's majestic figure walking over. He forced a smile on his lips and subconsciously reached out to press down Cold Creek's hand that was holding onto him, as if intentionally showing off to Ling Han. The current Cold Creek was hugging him, it was her who willingly hugged him, not him forcing her. This was more effective than any punch.

  Her hand was suddenly covered by a gentle force. Leng Xi trembled and suddenly came to her senses, realizing the current situation. She hastily retreated from Bai Yicheng's body in disarray.

  Before she could even move, her arm was grasped by a powerful hand and roughly pulled to one side. "You've always been like this, wishy-washy," Ling Han's cold voice was laced with simmering anger. His deep eyes were icy cold but sparkled with a hint of fire.

  His body suddenly stumbled in front of Ling Han, his handsome face hiding a cold anger that crashed into Leng Qing's eyes, making her heart skip a beat.

  He got angry because she hugged Baoli Cheng and he was angry.

  Does this mean he still cares about her?

  At this moment, Leng Xi didn't know what he felt in his heart. There was sourness, pain, disappointment... and also hope...

  She suddenly didn't know how to face him. When she met his gaze, she felt a little flustered and looked away, lowering her head, not daring to look at him again. She was afraid of falling deeply into his eyes once more, unable to think clearly.

  "Ling Han, don't be too excessive. Xi'er is a human being. She has the right to make her own choices." The warmth on his back suddenly disappeared. Bai Yi Cheng lowered his eyes. A layer of strong dignity covered his clear eyes. He glared at Ling Han with hatred.

  "Cough... I'm telling you, White Brother, don't struggle in vain. Xi'er is a woman of the Ling family's cold faction. This is an undeniable fact. Even if she hugs you, it's just your sister-in-law comforting you as her brother. Don't take it to heart." Du Shaohui let out a light cough, rubbed his nose, and spoke with a hint of mockery on his face.

  "The cold woman, Xi'er, is that right? If so, why did he let you come to a bar like this alone and drink? Why are your eyes red? Have you been crying? He didn't take good care of you. What qualifications does he have to say you're his woman? A man who doesn't know how to take care of women, what qualifications does he have to talk about love?" Bai Yicheng looked at Leng Han with a glance, and then fell on Ling Han's body, saying indignantly.

  Leng Xi's heart skipped a beat. Talking about love.

  Is she Leng Han's love? Or just a woman he plays with?

  Drink alcohol.

  Ling Han didn't pay much attention to Bai Yi Cheng's words, but the phrase "drinking" suddenly caught his ear, causing him to feel a slight shock. He narrowed his cold, piercing eyes and silently sized up Leng Xi, who was hanging her head in silence.

  Leng Xi was biting her lip, her long black hair hanging down like a waterfall, not saying a word. Bai Yi Cheng couldn't hold back his emotions at this moment. His chest heaved inexplicably. Suddenly excited, he raised his voice and said, "Xi'er, I like you. Be my woman. I'll give you love, marriage, family, children... whatever you want, I'll give it to you, including my heart." Bai Yi Cheng's eyes were deep and serious, looking at Leng Xi with expectation and passion.

  It's unclear whether it was the words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time being released or just a temporary excitement, but either way, Bai Xi Cheng knew that at this moment, he spoke from the bottom of his heart, and it was the promise he had always wanted to give to Xi Er.

  Bai Xiao You is right. He doesn't even dare to pursue the one he likes. What kind of man is he?

  Leng Xi's body swayed slightly. He said he could give her a hundred li of land as dowry.

  Home wasn't what she had been pursuing all along, from childhood to adulthood. She was always wandering alone and never experienced the warmth of home. How much she yearned for a home.

  Her heart wavered. If she had to choose between love and family. After experiencing the huge changes in Leng's family, she thought she would choose to have a home. Her nose turned sour, and tears overflowed from her eyes.

  The cold creek's subtle expressions rippled and fell into his eyes, making the starry fire in his eyes burn brighter. He didn't speak, just looked at her like that, waiting for her response. He wanted to see how this woman would react to such temptation.

  That day, she shouted loudly. The words "I love Ling Han" still echoed in her ears.

  If she chooses Bai Yicheng now, if her love is so fragile that it can't withstand the wind and rain, then such a woman will never be worthy of sympathy.

  At this time, it seems that he has realized the severity of the situation. Du Shaohui, who usually likes to talk a lot, also lost his language. He is also quietly waiting for Leng Xi's answer.

  Leng Xi bit her lip, tears swirling in her eyes. How was she supposed to respond? What did they want her to say?

  "Xi'er... I'm waiting for you..." Bai Yicheng saw Leng Xi remaining silent for a long time. He nervously swallowed and gently called out to her. In his heart, he had made up his mind. No matter what the outcome was, he would accept it.

  "Me..." Leng Xi's voice trembled. As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone's heart tightened along with it. All eyes were cast on her. "I think..."

  "Nothing to think about, Leng Xi is destined to be mine." Just as Leng Xi was about to speak, a cold and stern voice suddenly rose from behind, causing everyone's gaze to shift towards Mu Rong Xiao Zi, who had been ignored all along.

  Murong Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and he said matter-of-factly, "In the US, Ling Han snatched away my one-and-only Jade Guanyin in the world. As everyone knows, Cold Creek here appraised the value of the Jade Guanyin at the auction, a value that should have belonged to me. So none of you need to fight over it anymore. Cold Creek is mine." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flashed with a hint of triumph, and before anyone could react, he swiftly pulled Cold Creek into his side, a deep satisfaction flashing in his deep blue eyes.

  "Lou Shu, take down that little brat Murong for me." Ling Han's eyes were cold and stern, his voice icy as he barked out the order. Before his words had even fallen, Lou Shu behind him had already flown out to exchange blows with Murong Xiao.

  Under their fight, Leng Creek was swayed back and forth with their dodging movements, making her dizzy. She wanted to stop but couldn't.

  The answer he was supposed to get didn't come. Bai Yicheng felt a sense of loss in his heart. But seeing Leng Xi being taken away, his pupils constricted. Just as he was about to lend a helping hand to Lou Shu, to suppress Murong Xiaozi, Ling Han suddenly launched a surprise attack from behind him. He pulled out handcuffs and, under Bai Yicheng's astonished gaze, ruthlessly locked them onto his hands.

  "Ling Han, you're crazy! Let me go!" Bai Yicheng shouted in discontent and indignation.

  What right does he have to handcuff him?

  No mistake. He's gone mad. At this moment, he's furious. Ling Han pushed the trapped Bai Yicheng towards Du Shaohui and ordered, "Take care of him."

  "A glass of cocktail." Bai Yicheng was handed over to Du Shaohui. Ling Han walked up to the bar and coldly ordered a drink from the bartender.

  It only took a few moves for Lou Shu to take down Murong Xiaozi. His hands were tied behind his back by Lou Shu, making it difficult for him to move.

  Leng Xi's eyes widened in surprise. He had never known that Lou Shu, who usually did household chores, was so skilled with his hands.

  She actually didn't know that Uncle Lou was the most formidable character among everyone. He is Ling Han's legitimate master, a high-level instructor of the special forces troops.

  At that moment, she was suddenly pinched by Ling Han's powerful hand and dragged to the bar. Ling Han held a glass of wine in his hand, transparent and clear. He gently shook it in front of her eyes. His magnetic voice was evil and pleasant. "Want to drink it? Hmm." Cold Creek widened her eyes, looking at him with confusion.

  "Since you're here, don't waste the trip. Come on, drink." His deep eyes flashed with a hint of mischief as he pinched Cold Creek's chin, pried open her small mouth and poured wine into it.

  "No... don't want to." Leng Xi struggled with her eyes closed, but the liquor had already flowed into her mouth. It was spicy and bitter, a burning sensation that made her tear up. She pursed her lips stubbornly, refusing to swallow.

  "Not very willing to try, huh? Drink it down." Ling Han's eyes were cold and stern. Leng Xi still had her eyes closed, letting him pinch her, choke her throat, stubbornly not looking at him, not swallowing.

  "Baili!" Bai Yicheng anxiously shouted, "Ling Han, what are you doing? This is robbery! Don't hurt Baili! Let me go, quickly!" Bai Yicheng couldn't bear Ling Han's actions and struggled desperately under Du Shaohui's restraint. However, Du Shaohui refused to let go.

  Ling Han's eyes flashed with anger as he glared at Bai Yicheng. He tightened his grip on Leng Xi's chin, his fingers digging deeper into her skin. Under their gaze, he lifted Leng Xi's chin and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue forcing its way in. With a hard thrust, he pushed the strong liquor down Leng Xi's throat, forcing her to swallow.

  "Cough... cough... it's so spicy." A burning sensation spread from my throat to my entire lungs and stomach. Tears streamed down from the corners of my eyes. Cold Creek couldn't stop coughing. My heart and body felt extremely uncomfortable.

  "Let go, I don't want to drink, don't make me drink." She finally lost her temper and started waving her hands wildly, punching and slapping Ling Han's face. But her flailing hands were caught by Ling Han's large hands, completely enveloped in his grasp. "Calm down, let me fulfill your wish. This cup, drink it."

  His cold words had just fallen, and he tilted his head to pour the entire large cup of white wine into her mouth, grasping her lips, aiming at her small mouth, and pouring it all in.

  "Gulu... gulu..." Leng Xi was shocked and involuntarily drank all the liquor he had given her.

  My stomach is burning. My head is dizzy.

  She hadn't even sobered up yet, and her body was already being swept up in Ling Han's arms. He strode domineeringly towards the inside of the bar. "Du Shaoxi, Lou Shu, bring them over here. I want to let them see who she is a woman of."

  Leng Xi's body was thrown onto the double sofa in the bar's private room, bouncing up once before falling back down.

  The next moment, she felt Ling Han's long fingers slipping over her legs, covering the small underwear under her skirt, and pulling it down. The action was strong and irresistible.

  What is he going to do? What is he going to do?

  "Don't come over. Don't come over." Leng Xi suddenly sat up and continuously backed away.

  At this time, Bai Yicheng and Murong Xiaozhu had already been taken to the door of the package room. They clearly heard Leng Xi's terrified cry. Their hearts tightened, their eyes widened.