Upon hearing Ji Rui’s accusations and insidious words, Le Tong was so furious she almost spat blood. But with her arms and legs pinned down, she could only move her mouth.
She never imagined that in Ji Rui’s eyes, she was such a shameless and worthless woman.
After cursing him, her lips trembled with anger.
Ji Rui’s mood, which had just recovered, became clouded again by Le Tong’s barrage of insults.
He stared intently at Le Tong, his gaze moving from her eyebrows to her eyes, then to her nose, finally landing on her deeply indented, crimson lips. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Initially, he hadn’t wanted to use force on her, but since he’d already been labeled with such titles whether he used force or not, how could he live up to these labels without doing something that warranted them?
Ji Rui suddenly moved his face close to Le Tong’s. Her vision darkened, and before she could react, her lips were tightly sealed by his, a faint mint flavor slipping into her mouth.
Le Tong was furious, wanting to curse, but her mouth was thoroughly blocked, preventing any sound from escaping. She could only glare fiercely at Ji Rui. Yet the man didn’t look at her, his long, thick eyelashes lowered as he kissed her with intense concentration.
However, his lips were rough, grinding and biting hers, and his tongue lingered at her teeth, seemingly trying to pry open her lips and teeth to intrude deeper into her mouth.
Le Tong was so angry she wanted to cry, but she forced herself to calm down. After her futile struggle earlier, she understood the vast disparity in strength between herself and Ji Rui. Using brute force, she definitely couldn’t win against him!
Just as his tongue lingered at her teeth, she slightly relaxed her jaw, and it took the chance to slip in. Without any hesitation, Le Tong bit down hard.
The man drew in a sharp breath and quickly withdrew his tongue. Le Tong tasted blood in her mouth. Before his lips had a chance to leave, she opened her teeth again and took a hefty bite at his lip.
The man frowned and finally released her lips, straightening up, and his handsome face quickly pulled away from her. He removed his hand from her shoulder, wiping his lip with the back of his hand, which was stained with bright red.
The man smirked, squinting his eyes and looking at her, "Impressive! Now you bite!"
Le Tong raised an eyebrow, shouting angrily, "I was bitten by a dog; even though all I might get is a mouthful of dog fur, I will still bite back!"
Saying this, she raised her long-awaited free hand and swung it towards Ji Rui’s face.
Although she rarely engaged in foolish acts like fighting against overwhelming odds, that was only under avoidable circumstances. In situations like the one at hand, where it couldn’t be avoided, she would still let her emotions get the better of her, knowing she couldn’t win, yet still put up a desperate resistance.
At that moment, she didn’t even have the leisure to think that the man before her was her boss, and even if she escaped his clutches today, it was likely she’d face dismissal tomorrow.
But the hand she swung with all her might was tightly clasped by Ji Rui midway.
Due to his special status, since childhood, Mr. Ji not only hired a bunch of bodyguards to protect him but also specifically arranged for a retired taekwondo champion as his coach. Starting taekwondo training at three or four, Ji Rui’s reflexes and explosive power were far superior to those of Le Tong, a woman with no strength to catch a chicken.
"Bite back? See if you have the capability!"
With a faint smile of interest at the corners of his lips, Ji Rui wasn’t angered at being compared to a dog by Le Tong. Even the earlier gloom that surrounded him had vanished due to that kiss.
Le Tong didn’t bother arguing with him, frowning as she tugged at her leg, which had gone numb from his pressure, and coldly ordered, "Get off!"
Since he had already torn off the façade, even the last layer of pretense between them had been pierced. Le Tong couldn’t be bothered to pretend to be a docile, obedient lamb in front of him.
Interested, Ji Rui looked at her, and then surprisingly, he obediently moved his leg entangled with hers aside.
Steamed tofu and Mapo tofu, the flavors are worlds apart, yet the raw ingredient is the same tofu.
To Ji Rui, the former Le Tong and the current Le Tong felt like steamed tofu and Mapo tofu. One was mild and smooth, while the other was spicy and flavorful. Both were extremely ordinary in terms of taste, yet equally hard to give up.
Now free from his restraint, Le Tong didn’t bother with Ji Rui but turned to observe the road’s situation outside.
At that moment, the car was parked on the outermost lane, close to the non-motorized vehicle lane, where there weren’t many bicycles.
Without much thought, Le Tong took advantage of Ji Rui’s unguarded moment, suddenly opened the car door, jumped out, slammed the door behind her, dodged a few oncoming bicycles, and swiftly crossed the non-motorized lane to the sidewalk.
Ji Rui had no intention of chasing after her, only watching her desperate figure fleeing on the sidewalk until she disappeared around the corner.
Once off the car, Le Tong kept running in the direction of her home. Although she thought it unlikely, she was still afraid Ji Rui might pursue her, so she didn’t dare to look back even once along the way.
Only when she reached the corner did she cautiously glance back, seeing that the cars hadn’t moved an inch and that there was no sight of the self-proclaimed dignified Ji the Bastard among the few hurrying pedestrians on the sidewalk.
Le Tong breathed a small sigh of relief, but upon realizing her hands were empty, she remembered the large bag of special products her teacher’s wife had asked Yang Sheng to bring back, all left in Ji the Bastard’s car.
Though feeling it was a pity, she shrugged it off, considering her teacher’s wife’s kind gesture as feeding it to the dogs.
Le Tong didn’t dare to completely relax. After a short rest, she maintained a steady pace and jogged all the way back to the alley.
"Little sister, off work early today?"
As the weather turned colder, Zhang Yi’s business was getting better. On this street, the city inspectors seldom came by, so he went from setting up his stall in the evening to starting in the afternoon.
"Yes, no overtime today."
Seeing a few customers gathered at his stall, Le Tong went up to help with collecting money and packing. The two of them quickly tended to the customers, who eventually dispersed.
"Your sister-in-law made dumplings today and included your share. She thought you’d be working late and planned to bring them to you later, but you can just go to my house to eat them now."
The relationship between Le Tong and the Zhang family’s three members had grown beyond just being neighbors. Initially, Le Tong was quite reserved, but the couple was straightforward and simple. Since Le Tong had helped them before, they would always share good food with her, and over time, they’d grown friendly and close.
"Alright then, I’ll head back first. I’ll have your sister-in-law send the dumplings out to you later."