Chapter 67: Don't Touch Her!

  Inside the room, the lamp was shining brightly white. Especially in one corner of the bed, it was dazzlingly bright. On that large milky white bed, two people were embracing each other.

  Leng Xi's delicate body was held in Bai Yi Cheng's arms like a bouquet of flowers. The ambiguous intimacy between them seemed as if they were a pair of lovers who had just finished the most thrilling act. Neither of them moved, clearly entwined in a willing and affectionate embrace.

  A tall and slender figure stood at the door, with a handsome face that was gloomy like a sky on the verge of a storm. The deep eyes were like whirlwinds sweeping away the remaining clouds, exuding an immense killing aura.

  When all this became a vivid and realistic picture in his mind, thousands of swords pierced his blood vessels, shattering and dispersing.

  The blue veins on his forehead bulged rapidly. No time to think carefully. Clenched fists. Striding into the room with big steps.

  The chill that emanated from Ling Han's entire body was so sharp it seemed as if it could kill a person with a single touch. Leng Yue was frightened, her eyes like ancient springs losing their luster. Her instincts caused her to shrink back slightly. "Ling...Ling Han...ah." She hadn't even had time to explain when her arm was grasped by his iron-like large palm.

  Leng Xi was caught off guard. Her body fell to the ground with a thud as he roughly pulled her down. Next, the force that had been dragging her arm suddenly shifted upwards, pulling her slender body across the ground. As a result of the direct friction with the ground, Leng Xi's legs were scraped red and burning with pain.

  "Uh... it's not like that... Ling Han... it's not like that..." Ling Han gripped her with a trembling force, as if he couldn't wait another moment to drag her to the dumpster and throw her away. All his hidden anger was being exerted on her body. How could she not feel his rage? At this moment, he might be so angry that he wanted to kill her.

  Leng Xi was so scared that she didn't know what to do. She didn't resist. Crying, wanting to explain, but the pain in her heart choked her and she didn't know where to start. How could she say it without him misunderstanding her?

  "That's enough, Ling Han." Bai Yicheng suddenly jumped up and stood in front of Ling Han, pulling his hand away from Leng Xi.

  "Don't touch her." Anger was burning in his heart. Just as Bai Yicheng was about to bow, Ling Han's iron fist struck Bai Yicheng's face with great force, sending his body flying backward.

  Rich sound quality is stained with absolute zero ice-cold and lethal power, bursting with volcanic eruption heat.

  Deep and profound eyes, crimson like a ball of fire, capable of destroying all things in the world.

  Those three words shook him to his core. His own heart skipped a beat. The hand grasping Leng Xi's tightened, trembling even more violently.

  Don't touch her. Isn't he mocking himself by saying this now? Bai Yicheng has already spent a night with her. What should and shouldn't be touched have all been touched.

  The die has been cast. Is it still meaningful to turn back now?

  Betrayal.

  These two words suddenly rang out in his heart. The reverberating voice was dull and distant, a heavy and suffocating pain, a burning anger.

  He let out a cold snort, suddenly flinging Qing Xi away from him, sending her already lightweight body flying several meters away. Then he quickly walked up to Bai Yicheng, who had just regained his footing, and grabbed the collar of his shirt. Without saying a word, his fist flashed in the air before landing squarely on Bai Yicheng's body, causing him to grunt in pain. But he didn't fight back.

  Not fighting back is equivalent to acknowledging everything that's happening now. This awareness further provokes Ling Han's violent anger. He breathes heavily and rapidly, his eyes fixed intently on Bai Yicheng with a fierce red glow. One punch after another lands on Bai Yicheng, sending blood flying everywhere. But Bai Yicheng refuses to fight back, allowing him to vent as he pleases, as if acknowledging that what he sees is reality. There's no need for any explanation.

  "You're not very patient, are you? Come on, hit me!" Ling Han's furious roar burst out from between his teeth, each word carrying the sharpness of ice and coldness that pierced through the bone. "You want to win so badly? Come on, fight!" At this moment, Ling Han was like a wild beast that had been provoked, ferocious and untamed, unleashing unbridled force onto Bai Yi's body, causing the sound of cracking bones to echo out.

  Leng Xi was heavily thrown to the ground by Ling Han, her head spinning from the impact. She struggled to get up, just in time to hear a "crack" - the sound of a rib breaking.

  She was shocked and turned her head to see Ling Han pinning Bai Yicheng to the ground, punching him in the face, chest, and abdomen with a ferocious and brutal expression, as if he wanted to kill Bai Yicheng on the spot.

  Her heart tightened immediately. She ran over and hugged Ling Han's fist, which was swinging in mid-air. Shaking her head with a sobbing voice, she pleaded, "Don't hit him anymore, don't hit him... You'll kill him..." Women always fear bloody things from happening...

  "Slap."

  "Get out." Ling Han's furious roar was loud and powerful. One hand rose up, and with great force, he slapped Qing Xi's face, grabbing the hand that had been caught。 With a fierce push from Ling Han's angry strength, Qing Xi stumbled backward, almost falling down but managed to steady herself。

  These movements are as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water. They only happen in an instant. Ling Han's speed is unmatched by anyone.

  At that moment, his already dizzy head was beaten into a numbness. Leng Xi was stunned and only felt a thread of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His mouth was so sore that he couldn't taste the flavor of the blood.

  Seeing the blood threads flowing out of Leng Qing's mouth, Ling Han was slightly stunned for a moment. However, his furious aura remained unchanged and still sank deeply.

  Seeing Ling Han treating Leng Xi like a weed, Bai Yicheng's anger was also triggered. He, who had never resisted before, took advantage of Ling Han's momentary distraction and suddenly used all his strength to push Ling Han away. Covering his chest, he stumbled slightly and blocked himself in front of Leng Xi. "Ling Han, you can't hurt her..." For him, this foolish woman was willing to do anything. She endured all the pain just thinking about Ling Han's well-being. And what was Ling Han doing now? Unreasonably losing his temper and even hitting her. Bai Yicheng felt it wasn't worth it for Leng Xi.

  "No, no, no... Let him hit me..." Leng Xi endured the pain, propping up her body that was about to collapse. Crystal tears swirled in her eye sockets, but she didn't dare let them fall. Ling Han was too terrifying now. She was even afraid of crying, fearing it would provoke him.

  Her slender white fingers grasped Bai Yi Cheng's arm, wanting him to let go and allow Ling Han to hit her. It was her fault, she had done something wrong to hurt him. If Ling Han were to hit her, perhaps he would feel a little better, and so would her guilt...

  Her eyes, dyed with a hue of anger, glanced at the hand resting on Bai Yicheng's arm. In that moment, Ling Han's heart was like a claw grasped tightly, tearing it into two halves, and the pain of disintegration sank deeply to the bottom of the valley.

  From just now, Leng Xi has been taking care of Bai Yi Cheng. Is she afraid that he will hurt her man? Was it after sleeping for a night or did the two of them already have an affair?

  Bai Mu said that if Bai Yi Cheng and Leng Xi were to get married, it wouldn't be just empty talk. The two of them probably had a private relationship long ago.

  He has never been one to easily believe a woman's words, for women are the embodiment of cunning and venom, a notion deeply ingrained in his mind.

  But those days with Leng Xi were a strange and inexplicable fate, as if he had been bewitched into believing the words of love that came from her mouth.

  Alas, he must have gone mad to be bewildered by Nangong's pretended simple and sweet words. How could he forget that this woman is Hequan's daughter?

  What kind of mother there is, what kind of daughter there is. He Quan is a snake-hearted beauty, with a mouth full of sweet lies. In order to achieve her own goals, she doesn't mind causing the Ling family to break up and scatter.

  How could he forget the humiliation and suffering he had endured all these years? What he hated most was hypocrisy and betrayal, which were unforgivable.

  Ling Han raised an eyebrow, suddenly laughed, revealing his pearly white teeth, which shone uniformly under the lamp light. He laughed continuously, his shoulders shaking, and his laughter was like a chaotic dance of demons. Ling Han's laughter stunned both Leng Qing and Bai Yi Cheng, leaving them bewildered and frightened.

  "Hit you? I'm afraid I'll dirty my hands...". Ling Han's mouth corners rose in a sly smile, his scarlet eyes returning to their normal black color. The profound light cast towards Leng Xi was filled with mockery and disdain, the corners of his mouth hinting at a smile, yet his handsome face still held an unyielding frost.

  That rich and slightly drawn-out tone is sharp as icicles.

  A sharp, icy pain pierced through Leng Xi's heart. Her already pale face suddenly turned even whiter. A chill ran from the soles of her feet and spread throughout her body, freezing her expression in shock. Her mouth was slightly ajar, but she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

  Ling Han dislikes her being dirty.

  He dislikes her.

  But things aren't like that at all...

  "Ling Han, don't go too far..." Ling Han's words also hurt Bai Yicheng. That one sentence of his was simply like giving someone a death sentence.

  "Excessive." Ling Han raised an eyebrow, slightly playful, but his eyes were cold as frost. "Women I've played with, you can continue to play with. You think it's very clean." A mocking remark that could send someone to hell.

  Bai Yicheng's anger and hatred surged. He clenched his fist, ready to smash it into Ling Han's face. But before he could even react, Ling Han was faster. With a slight effort, he grasped Bai's hand in his palm. Glaring at him with rage, he spat out, "Officer Bai is nothing but this. Only worthy of playing with second-hand goods..."

  "You..." Bai Yicheng raised his other hand and was about to hit him again.

  "Stop it." A cold, trembling cry came from behind her. Her heart ached with emptiness, like an empty city. She knew Ling Han was angry, but his words were really hurtful, hurting her all over.

  Two men stopped in their tracks, but they were locked in a fierce stare-down with each other.

  Leng Xi bit her slightly pale lips, suppressing the tremble in her heart and the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. Her black pupils shone with pure sincerity, reflecting Leng Han's appearance in her own eyes, as if he was the only one she saw. She carefully walked up to him, reached out her hand, and gently tugged on his sleeve. "Leng Han, listen to my explanation..."

  "Don't touch me."

  Her hand was ruthlessly pushed away. Ling Han's thick and mellow voice was filled with coldness. His deep eyes were also tinged with an unfeeling color.