"Uh, is this considered tyranny?"
Lin Zifeng’s face turned dark, feeling that her demand carried the weight of autocracy, didn’t it?
However, Lin Zifeng didn’t know that Nangong Bingxin was secretly laughing beneath the surface.
The darker his face got, the more joyful her heart became.
Humph, don’t think that because we’ve been engaged since we were kids, you’ve learned to be lazy. Hmph, as long as you maintain this relationship with me, I’ll be in charge of everything about you. Since you want to be my man... uh, I mean my husband, you must start with personal discipline. Uh, no, I mean virtue and character must be managed well.
After all, I, Nangong Bing, am one of Zhonghai’s most beautiful women, not to mention, the title of business queen is not just for show.
Just thinking about how she could mold Lin Zifeng in the days to come made her feel secretly thrilled, and unconsciously, she tilted her chin up, exuding the vibe of ’I’m the Red Wolf, and you’re the Grey Wolf.’
Seeing her standing there, her eyeballs rolling around slickly.
Lin Zifeng tapped her forehead annoyedly, rolling his eyes and said, "What are you thinking about? You really think I’m your servant."
"Lin Zifeng, you dare hit me on the head!"
Nangong Bing, touching the forehead that Lin Zifeng had just hit, felt tears almost spilling over. Although it wasn’t very painful, wasn’t she still the CEO of Tianyu?
Moreover, no man had dared to do this to her from childhood till now.
But this guy didn’t have any sense of respect at all.
Wuwu, Lin Zifeng, you jerk! How could you hit me?
The woman touched her forehead, feeling incredibly wronged inside. Besides, after Lin Zifeng hit her, she couldn’t exactly strike back like a shrew, could she?
"Hey hey hey, I say, Nangong Bing, no need to look so pitiable, right? I didn’t even use much strength, surely it doesn’t warrant the tears?"
Lin Zifeng pursed his lips and glanced at her annoyedly.
Especially since she was pouting her lips for once, she almost rivaled Tangtang and was even better at acting cute than Liu Tangtang.
"Well, Goddess, acting cute is quite shameful, you know," Lin Zifeng said.
Nangong Bing dropped her palm and raised her hand to hit him.
Lin Zifeng quickly dodged backward, just barely avoiding her Nine Yin White Bone Claw scraping across his handsome and carefree face.
"You’re really hitting me!?"
"Hit you! How come you didn’t say anything when you hit me?"
Nangong Bing was so angry her face turned pale; she gnashed her teeth in fury, and her ears started to get slightly hot.
The more she saw Lin Zifeng grinning, the more she felt the urge to rush up and rough him up.
"Uh, I didn’t hit you hard. Does it hurt a lot?"
Lin Zifeng rolled his eyes, knowing he had been gentle, simply tapping her as an affectionate gesture.
Great, now she made it sound like he had hit her?
Damn it, has the world changed, or what?
I remember when I was a kid, my uncles and aunts would rub my head vigorously every time they complimented me, even patting my head hard. Was that not affection but them finding me annoying and wanting to hit me?
"Does it hurt? Stretch out your head and let me tap it, see how it feels?"
Nangong Bing rubbed her forehead, which had started to turn red, and with teary eyes looked weak and helpless.
The most upsetting thing for her was that after he hit her, he had the nerve to ask if it hurt?
Haven’t this guy’s morals and conscience been eaten by a dog?
"Since that’s the case, shall I let you tap me?"
Lin Zifeng rubbed his hands together and showed an almost sycophantic expression, which made Nangong Bing feel both amused and irritated.
Squinting her eyes at him for a long time, she seemed somewhat reluctant to hit him.
"What? Not tapping anymore?"
"If I tap you, won’t you just tap back?"
Nangong Bing looked at him with a wronged expression; that last hit really hurt a bit.
Plus, naturally delicate and tender, she couldn’t really withstand a hit like that.
"Hehe, my Queen, please rest assured that even if you beat me silly today, I absolutely won’t retaliate. Hehe, you’re my future wife, I cherish you too much to hit you. What if I damaged you? What would I do then? Who would compensate me for my beautiful and wealthy wife who is also so capable? With such a... uh, no, with such broad shoulders."
As he spoke, he smiled broadly and spread his "Demon Claw" towards her embrace.
Frightened, Nangong Bing’s face turned pale, and she stammered, "Hey hey hey, this is the company, can you not be so lewd?"
Lewd? Since when have I become lewd?
Lin Zifeng sniffed and said seriously, "Alright then, since you can’t bear to hit me, let’s say I took advantage of you. From now on, if there’s anything that upsets you, just come find me, Lin Zifeng. When you’re angry, just punch me hard until you feel better. If that doesn’t satisfy you, go ahead and bite; even if you break your teeth, that’s fine."
"Pfft... Mr. Lin, stop joking, okay? Do you think your skin is made of Fine Steel? Wanting me to bite my teeth off? What a joke," Nangong Bing laughed, rolling her eyes at his carefree demeanor, occasionally finding it secretly satisfying.
"Alright, alright, let’s not make a scene. We’re at the company. Don’t keep coming here if it’s not necessary. If employees see us, it could affect the company’s image," she said, straightening her clothes. With her proud demeanor and soft lines, Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but swallow hard.