landbeastnovel Chapter 138 Incompetent at Naming
Chapter 138 Incompetent at Naming
Hong Kong?
Lin Shuyao's heart skipped a beat.
Since I'll be on the run anyway, I'll have to find a way around it myself. If I can take advantage of this opportunity to go to Hong Kong...
Just then, a deep, cold voice came from behind:
"She's not going anywhere."
Lin Shuyao turned around abruptly and saw that Cheng Zheng had also arrived in the grove at some point.
He was dressed in a crisp military uniform, his face as cold as a blade tempered with ice. His gaze first fell on Lin Shuyao's face, then shifted to Gao Jie.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
Gao Jie felt uneasy under his gaze, but forced herself to say, "Azheng, Mom is only doing this for your own good."
"For my own good?"
Cheng Zheng took a step forward, pulled Lin Shuyao close, and shielded her tightly behind him. "Does 'for my own good' mean talking to my girlfriend behind my back when I'm not around? Does 'for my own good' mean sending her somewhere I can't find her?"
"Ah Zheng!" Gao Jie frowned. "Watch your mouth! I'm your mother!"
Cheng Zheng looked at her, his gaze icy and devoid of any warmth: "I'm only standing here talking to you because you're my mother. Otherwise—"
He paused, not finishing his sentence, but the unspoken meaning was already clear.
Gao Jie was speechless, her face turning pale and then flushed.
Cheng Zheng continued, "Shen Qing is my girlfriend, and she will be my wife in the future. She won't go anywhere else, let alone Hong Kong. I'm in charge of this."
"You!" Gao Jie was so angry she almost vomited blood, clutching her chest. "Do you know what people outside are saying about our family? Your aunt comes to our door to cause trouble every day, and your grandfather was so upset he was hospitalized. Don't you care at all?"
"I don't care," Cheng Zheng answered crisply and decisively.
Gao Jie looked at him as if she were seeing her son for the first time.
After a long pause, she gave a wry smile and shook her head: "Fine, fine, you've grown wings, I can't control you anymore."
After saying that, she turned and left, her back view revealing a sense of embarrassment and helplessness.
The grove fell silent.
Lin Shuyao stood still. Cheng Zheng turned around, his gaze falling on her face, his cold and sharp features softening instantly.
"What did my mom say to you?"
Lin Shuyao looked at him, a little helpless: "Didn't you hear it all? She wants me to leave you."
Cheng Zheng's face darkened.
Lin Shuyao hesitated for a moment, then tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Cheng Zheng, maybe... we should break up."
Since she's going to run away sooner or later anyway, we might as well take this opportunity to break up.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Zheng's face darkened considerably.
"What did you say?"
Lin Shuyao lowered her eyes: "Your mother is right. We are cousins in name only, and it does sound bad if word gets out. We don't care, but we still have to consider your family's feelings."
Cheng Zheng didn't speak, he just looked at her.
Lin Shuyao continued, "And I don't want you to be abandoned by everyone because of me, I don't want you to feel later that you lost too much because of me..."
She was even more afraid that if he knew her true identity, he would resent her for being a liar.
She had actually thought about it, whether she should just be honest with him and say that she was not Shen Qing and that they were not cousins at all. But if she did that, she would have to confess that she had failed to save Shen Qing from death, caused him to fall off a cliff with serious injuries, and that she had taken the opportunity to steal his identity. She would feel ashamed to admit these crimes.
It's hard to talk about, really hard to talk about.
Lin Shuyao was in a terrible dilemma when suddenly a large hand gripped her wrist tightly.
She looked up and met Cheng Zheng's unfathomable eyes.
"Come with me."
He took her hand and strode out of the woods.
"Where to?"
He didn't answer, but just held her hand tightly. Lin Shuyao was pulled by him all the way through the factory area, and finally stopped in front of his dormitory.
He pushed open the door, pulled her inside, and then slammed the door shut behind him.
"Cheng Zheng—"
Before Lin Shuyao could finish speaking, he pinned her against the door and pressed his warm lips against hers.
His kiss was fierce and urgent, with an indescribable ruthlessness, as if he wanted to crush all her words between his lips and teeth.
Lin Shuyao was breathless from his kisses, her whole body went limp in his arms, and her fingers clenched tightly at the front of his shirt.
After a long while, he stepped back, his forehead pressed against hers, breathing heavily, his breath hot and labored.
"Are you still going to break up or not?" he asked.
Lin Shuyao's eyes were glistening with tears, and she couldn't speak, only able to gasp for breath.
Listening to her panting and seeing her ravaged appearance, Cheng Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but press down and kiss her again.
After they separated again, he reached into his desk drawer and took out a small red notebook.
The notebook had some wear on the edges, and when opened, it was filled with handwritten monetary records, stamped with a red official seal. It was a credit union passbook.
He handed the notebook to her, looking into her eyes with an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness:
"Baby, all my belongings are here, I'm giving them all to you. Will you marry me? Let's get our marriage certificate tomorrow."
Lin Shuyao looked at the savings book.
This was his second marriage proposal.
If she hadn't impersonated the female lead, she would have agreed to his request...
A sudden pang of sadness welled up inside me.
Cheng Zheng took her hand, stroking the back of her hand with his fingertips, and continued, "I know now is not a good time, with things like this at home and rumors flying everywhere outside, but I can't wait any longer."
He paused, then lowered his voice: "I'm afraid if I wait any longer, you'll run away."
Lin Shuyao's eyes welled up with tears.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end remained silent.
"You don't want to marry me?"
Cheng Zheng didn't get a response from her, so he stared intently at her and asked.
Feeling guilty under his gaze, Lin Shuyao explained, "You've caused such a rift with your family for my sake; you'll regret it later."
Cheng Zheng: "I won't regret it."
"They might even hate me."
"Impossible." Cheng Zheng said firmly.
Lin Shuyao looked at him and said, "What if? I can't afford to gamble."
Cheng Zheng was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.
His low voice sounded above her head, "I won't hate you, baby, never, you can believe me."
He held her tightly and kept kissing the top of her head.
They said all sorts of affectionate things.
"Cheng Zheng".
"Um?"
Lin Shuyao knew that if she didn't agree to his proposal today, it would be difficult to end the situation, but if she did agree, it would be another huge pitfall.
She looked at him, her voice soft and seductive, "Although I can't agree to marry you right now, we can do things that can only be done when we're married."
Cheng Zheng was taken aback.
Before he could react, Lin Shuyao had already stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
The little hand slid down his chest.
Cheng Zheng's body trembled, and he subconsciously grabbed her mischievous hand. A hint of red appeared at the corner of his eyes, and his voice was terribly hoarse: "Baby, do you know what you're doing?"
Lin Shuyao looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with moisture, as if they were filled with spring water. Her eyelashes trembled wetly, her cheeks were flushed with an intoxicating blush, and her red lips were slightly parted, revealing a hint of pearl color. She looked both pure and alluring, like a seductive enchantress.
"I know."
She spoke, her voice soft and trembling, the last syllable of her breath coming in gasps.
He reached out and unbuttoned his clothes.
Her delicate fingers were so white they were almost transparent, with a faint pink tinge at the tips, like petals on a spring branch that would fall at the slightest touch.
Cheng Zheng's gaze was uncontrollably fixed on her fingers.
The first one.
The neckline was loose, revealing a section of fair collarbone.
The second one.
Her fair skin was more exposed, and the contours of her breasts were faintly visible...
Cheng Zheng's breathing became heavier and heavier, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
He tried to stop her, but when he raised his hand, he couldn't push her down. Her eyes seemed to bewitch him; he would react to just one look from her.
Finally, the coat slowly slipped off.
She was left with only a close-fitting undergarment, the thin fabric barely concealing anything. Her undulating curves, her slender waist, and all her beautiful features were laid bare before him.
All the blood in his body rushed to one place instantly.
It's so tight it hurts.
Lin Shuyao raised her hand, her fingers intentionally or unintentionally brushing against his bobbing Adam's apple, like a feather brushing against him, light and ticklish. She pressed her body against his chest, making a sweet, coquettish sound, "Mmm~ Can you hug me? I'm so cold..."
"Baby..." Cheng Zheng's eyes burned with a dark fire, his taut arms encircling her body, the veins on the back of his hands throbbing, "Don't... wait until we get the marriage certificate..."
Lin Shuyao raised her head, looking at him with hazy almond eyes, then stuck out a little pink tongue and gently licked the corner of her lips.
boom--
Cheng Zheng's rationality snapped completely.
He scooped her up in his arms, his movements quick and heavy, and walked a few steps to the bedside, where he laid her down on the bed.