Meanwhile, after hanging up the phone, Cheng Youyi’s emotions were written all over her delicate face. She pushed against Gong Ming’s chest, protesting, “Get up, you’re crushing me.”
“Baby, what did he want?” Gong Ming remained pressed against her, his arms encircling her slender waist, his tone tinged with a hint of anger.
“I don’t know, and I don’t care.” Cheng Youyi replied bluntly.
At that moment, she hadn’t yet noticed the shift in the man’s mood.
“What did he say?” Gong Ming pressed further, his expression growing increasingly dark.
“Nothing, just idle chatter.” Cheng Youyi answered dismissively.
“Oh? Is that so?” Gong Ming’s voice rose slightly at the end, carrying a subtle threat. He propped himself up, looming over her petite frame. “Idle chatter? Then what about me? Are you willing to have idle chatter with me, baby?”
His hot breath brushed against her neck, making her shiver. She instinctively ducked her head, trying to avoid his proximity. “Go away, stop messing around. I need to go back.”
As she spoke, she attempted to rise from beneath him.
Gong Ming seized her slender wrist with one hand while the other lifted her body, effortlessly standing up with her in his arms.
She was so petite that his 191 cm frame made it easy to hold her with one hand.
The sudden movement startled Cheng Youyi, forcing her to wrap her legs around his sturdy waist.
The next moment, she looked up at Gong Ming with a mix of embarrassment and anger, her eyes misty.
“Gong Ming, put me down right now,” she pleaded urgently, calling him by his full name.
The man was already in a mood. Ignoring her protests, he strode directly toward the bedroom door.
“What are you doing? No, you can’t.” Seeing him heading into the room, Cheng Youyi struggled in panic.
At that moment, she had no choice but to cling to his neck, her entire body wrapped around him like an octopus, unable to move.
…
Inside the master bedroom, Gong Ming pinned her against the corner of the bed, his gaze intense as he leaned close to her ear. “Earlier, he asked you out, didn’t he?”
“I… I didn’t… I didn’t agree.” The young woman turned her head slightly away, her small hands clutching the bedsheet. For some reason, faced with his sudden questioning, she felt both fearful and guilty.
“Is that so?” The man’s large hand pressed against the wall beside her ear, trapping her between him and the cold surface. “But I’m not happy.”
His voice was low and deep, laced with a dangerous undertone.
Cheng Youyi swallowed nervously, looking up at him in confusion. As their eyes met, she could see the intense possessiveness in his gaze, a stark contrast to her own fear.
Faced with such a dangerous look, Cheng Youyi’s heart raced in panic. She tried to shift backward, but the cold wall behind her left no room to retreat.
“You… you can’t…” she pleaded tremulously, her damp eyelashes fluttering, which only seemed to agitate Gong Ming further.
His voice grew hoarse. “But baby, you just lied. What should we do about that?”
“But… I… I have no relationship with you. It’s… it’s normal not to tell you.” Her voice trembled with fear, yet she tried to sound fierce, as if that could intimidate him.
Unfortunately, her words only provoked him further.
“It doesn’t matter? You think we have nothing to do with each other, hmm?” Gong Ming suddenly laughed out loud. “Baby, you’re being very naughty!”
“I’ve been giving you chances, giving you time, but that doesn’t mean I can tolerate you testing my patience over and over again.” As he spoke, he began unbuttoning his shirt from top to bottom.
“W-what are you doing?” Cheng Youyi had never seen Gong Ming like this before. Terrified, she scrambled backward, urgently pleading, “Stop, I was wrong. Don’t do this.”
“Baby.” The man’s large hand caressed her pale, paper-like little face. “What should I do? You’re just too disobedient. If I don’t punish you, what if you get tricked by him next time?”
His fingers traced her slender, beautiful collarbone, then moved downward to the collar of her clothes…
The next second, the man pinned her hands above her head.
“Gong Ming, calm down. N-no, you can’t.” Cheng Youyi cried out in fear, losing control.
She wanted to escape, but the man’s strength was astonishing. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
“You said we have nothing to do with each other—are you reminding me to take responsibility for what happened that night?” A wicked smile curled at the corner of the man’s lips. The hand pinning her small wrist tightened gradually until his fingertips turned slightly white.
“How much time do you want me to give you to think? A week? A month? Or a year?”
Hearing his words, she shuddered violently, her entire body stiffening to the point where she couldn’t even move a finger.
“Gong Ming, you bastard!” After a long while, she spat out the words through gritted teeth.
“Hmm, I am quite a bastard.” He nodded in agreement. “After all, I… my nephew’s fiancée.”
“You… you’re shameless.” Hearing him mention that night, Cheng Youyi was overwhelmed with shame.
Her face flushed crimson, and she couldn’t bring herself to meet Gong Ming’s deep, dark eyes. She turned her face slightly away, trying to escape.
“Yes, I’m shameless. I want you.” The man answered frankly. Then, without giving her a chance to resist, he kissed her.
Feeling the man’s domineering and forceful invasion, Cheng Youyi mustered all her strength and bit down hard on his lips.
Instantly, the taste of blood filled both their mouths.
But Gong Ming only deepened the kiss, his grip growing more intense. With one hand restraining her and the other gripping her delicate jaw, he forced her to accept his assault.
His kiss grew increasingly fierce.
“Gong Ming, mmph—” Feeling the pain at the corner of her mouth, Cheng Youyi finally choked back a sob. Tears instantly soaked her beautiful lashes.
“Crying?” The man paused briefly before releasing her, reaching out to wipe the tears from her cheeks.
Cheng Youyi’s tears flowed even more fiercely, until she finally broke down and cried uncontrollably.
Her small shoulders trembled with each sob, looking utterly pitiful.
Seeing her tear-streaked, delicate face, Gong Ming’s heart softened in the end.
He wrapped his arms around her small frame, gently patting her back to comfort her. “Such a little kid. I barely did anything, and you’re crying like this?”
His gentle coaxing couldn’t stop her tears.
Cheng Youyi’s shoulders shook with each sob as she began to whimper and accuse him, “You… you’re so mean. You bit me and it hurts.”
After saying this, she even pointed specifically to the spot where he had bitten her.
Gong Ming frowned deeply as he looked at it.
He reached out to cup her face, lowering his gaze to carefully examine the corner of her mouth, his tone tinged with urgency. “Does it really hurt?”
Her eyes were red and swollen as she glared at him fiercely. “What do you think? You went too far.”
The man felt helpless. Clearly, she had bitten him first, and he had only slightly increased the force. How had it suddenly become his fault for going too far?
“What should we do then? Should we go to the hospital?” Gong Ming cradled her small face, examining it carefully, afraid of causing her any more pain.
Cheng Youyi pressed her lips tightly together, remaining silent.
“Or maybe you could bite me back?” Gong Ming brought his handsome face close to hers, closing his eyes and adopting a resigned expression.
“No!” Cheng Youyi pushed him away, wiping her tears. “I’m going back. From now on, you’re not allowed to kiss me again.”
Seeing her angry little expression, Gong Ming quickly chased after her to coax her. “You You, wait…”
Seizing the chance to escape, Cheng Youyi left without looking back.
Only when her figure disappeared around the corner did Gong Ming retract his gentle expression, returning to his usual aloof demeanor.
“Mr. Gong, should we go after her?” Wen Zhuo stood respectfully nearby.
Gong Ming gazed at the direction Cheng Youyi had left, pondering for a moment before replying in a low voice, “Send a few people to follow her.”
“Yes, Mr. Gong,” Wen Zhuo responded.
After Wen Zhuo withdrew, Gong Ming stood before the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette.
The faint blue smoke rising in wisps blurred his handsome features but could not conceal the sharpness and severity emanating from him.
This was a stark contrast to the man who had just been facing Cheng Youyi.