Chapter 1016: The Story of Ling and Heng (279)

Chapter 1016: The Story of Ling and Heng (279)

As the lights were turned on, she saw that there was a man laying down on her sofa.

Her apartment was quite small; around 50 square meters wide. The living room wasn't especially big and the sofa was around 1.60 meters long. The man's feet were dangling off of the sofa as he slept.

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The instant the lights were turned off, the man was clearly affected by it. He furrowed his brows and carelessly lifted the white cushion on the white carpet and covered his face with it. He then resumed sleeping just like that.

Feng Ling saw that he was actually still here and immediately stared at him coldly. She did not speak and instead lifted her hand. She abruptly shut the lights off and waited five seconds to turn it back off. She then repeated this over and over again.

The lights flickered more than ten times until the man laying down could not endure it any longer. He shifted the pillow away and turned to look at her. "What are you doing? Aren't you afraid of damaging the lights?"

"Didn't I say that I'll be back after 6:30 p.m., and to leave before I'm back? You slept at my place for the entire day. Haven't you had enough?" Feng Ling turned the lights back on and moved her hands away. Her expression was unkind.

Li Nanheng stood up and brushed through his slightly messy hair. His gaze was drowsy as he spoke: "I slept a while after coming in in the morning, but your neighbours seem to be doing some renovation work. I couldn't sleep well. In the afternoon, I studied your toaster for a long while but I couldn't figure it out. I've been starving until now. My body must have been too weak and it collapsed until now."

Feng Ling: "..."

What an entertaining reason.

If she didn't know that Li Nanheng was an extremely domineering and shameless man, she might have fallen for his tricks.

Li Nanheng saw her cold expression and sat against the sofa uncomfortably. As the man who was almost 6'2 feet tall sat on the sofa, it seemed like he would be able to reach the edge of her carpet with a casual stretch of his feet. He lazily rested his head back and spoke huskily: "There's really renovation work going on."

Feng Ling was about to say that, since moving here, she had never heard about any families doing renovation work. However, before she could open her mouth, she suddenly heard the loud noise of an electric drill from next door.

She immediately choked on the words that were about to leave her lips. After restraining herself for several seconds, she said: "I don't care. Since you've rested, it's time for you to leave."

As Li Nanheng stood up, Feng Ling saw that his sports jacket was left by the side. The metal gray T-shirt he wore was slightly wrinkled around his neck, yet it strangely caused the man to appear seductive. Half of his collarbone was revealed.

Feng Ling expressionlessly shifted her gaze away.

"I'm going to go wash my face." Li Nanheng did not say more as he turned to enter her bathroom.

Feng Ling was originally silent. When the man stepped into her bedroom, her gaze suddenly changed. She lifted her eyes and saw that the man had already entered. She rushed to follow him in.

By the time she ran to her bedroom door, the man's long legs had already brought him into the bathroom. He carelessly twisted the tap open when something caught his attention from the corner of his eyes. He directly turned his head over to look.

Feng Ling was about to shout, 'don't look', but before she could do so, she realized that these words were slightly strange. Her feet stiffened and expected, she saw the man's back faltering slightly in his movement.

Right now, she wasn't dressed as a man. Although she wore sportswear everyday, her underwear were all normal.

She was used to hanging her underwear on the small drying rack in her bathroom after washing them each day. Right now, there were two sets being hung there; a white set and a nude set...

She also had a black set of sports underwear which she was currently wearing...

Li Nanheng only stared blankly at it for a moment. He had grown used to being able to access everything in Feng Ling's place. After all, she never had these sort of things in her room in the past.

He turned back and looked at Feng Ling, whose gaze was slightly awkward.

Feng Ling only felt uncomfortable for a moment. She glanced at the tap by his hand. "If you're done washing your face, you can leave now."

Li Nanheng did not say anything. He washed his hands under the slightly cold water and lowered his head to wash his face.

Feng Ling could not be bothered to watch him. She turned to head back to the living room.

The man washed his face very quickly. He likely knew that she didn't have much patience for him right now and did not even pause to use her towel. He stepped out with the water dripping off of his face and carelessly rubbed it off with his hand. He then paused by the coffee table to grab a few napkins to wipe carelessly.

The man wiped away the water droplets on his chin as he said: "There's something wrong with your toaster. I haven't eaten anything all day. I don't have the strength to leave even if I want to."

His reasons were increasingly lousy.

Feng Ling had anticipated he wouldn't concede so easily, but had also lost all the patience she had for him. She approached the sofa and picked up his jacket, tossing it at him. "You'll leave even if you have to crawl out of this place.

Li Nanheng received his jacket and carelessly held it with his elbow. He then looked at her: "That heartless?"

Feng Ling smiled coldly. "The word heartless is stained with the word heart. Don't think too highly of yourself. Between the two of us, there's no need for the word 'heartless'. Mr Li, maintain the distance that you should be maintaining. I took into account the fact that you used to be my boss, and that you used to take good care of me, and I allowed you to sleep here for a day. My apologies. You've already stepped beyond my tolerance."

Li Nanheng chuckled and abruptly tossed his jacket back onto the sofa. The smile in his eyes had disappeared. He looked at her directly and spoke with a voice suppressing his rage: "Your tolerance? Do you know what your two years of disappearance was like for me? The base tossed you out and you left without saying a word. You never thought of looking for me?"

"What would I look for you for? To demand for you to toss aside your newly wed wife and to give up on your honeymoon to return to the base to rescue me?" Feng Ling watched him coldly. "Even if I, Feng Ling, am a child brought up by wolves, who struggle to understand the ways of the world, at the very least, I am self-aware."

Newly wed wife?

Honeymoon?

Li Nanheng suddenly felt the urge to curse.

But it seemed like he could only curse himself.

Back then, when he had rejected Feng Mingzhu and was trapped by the good relationship between the two families, why did he think of marrying a child's cenotaph?

He never had much desire for women. At the time, why didn't he pause to consider that he would actually find someone he would truly love!

The man lifted his hand and slapped his own forehead twice: "Fuck..."

Feng Ling spoke coldly: "I remember that Feng Mingzhu has a lot of hatred for me. She must have noticed the things going between the two of us. Since you're her husband now, there are some things I shouldn't have to remind you about. Please leave now."

Li Nanheng gritted his teeth: "I didn't marry Feng Mingzhu!"