Chapter 136: Li Mingye's Paid Service

"It's you again! Why do you linger like a ghost." Zhang Xiluo frowned abruptly as she recognized the person pulling her. "Why aren't you busy preparing for your wedding, running around here instead!"

Li Mingye was so angered by her that his face turned dark, looking entirely out of place in the noisy surroundings. His eyes remained fixed on her as she struggled with a few flailing motions, trying to shake him off. Unexpectedly, her actions completely infuriated him, and he hoisted her directly over his shoulder, striding outward.

"What are you doing? Ah—" Zhang Xiluo let out a startled cry, prompting Jiang Xueting and Xu Xinyi to rush forward and try to block him.

"Li Mingye, let Luoluo go! Murder is a crime!"

"Let's talk this through properly! She's drunk, so you can't take anything she says seriously."

Li Mingye's pace grew faster and faster, turning a deaf ear to their words as he carried Zhang Xiluo away.

Zhang Xiluo was shaken until her head spun, and the little alcohol she had consumed threatened to come back up. "Put me down! I'm going to throw up on you, hurry and put me down."

"Zhang Xiluo, just dare to throw up and see what happens." Suppressing his rising fury, Li Mingye walked even faster.

"If you don't let me down right now, I really am going to vomit."

"Vomit."

"..."

True to her word, Zhang Xiluo couldn't hold it in and once again threw up all over him. The last time she had vomited on him seemed to be shortly after her rebirth.

Li Mingye's sturdy frame shuddered slightly. Enduring the urge, he carried her to the car and shoved her inside. Zhang Xiluo tried to flee, only to find the car doors locked.

"Li Mingye, what on earth do you want?"

Li Mingye took off his jacket, pulled the items out of his pockets, tossed the jacket onto a trash can, and opened the door to get in.

"You're doing all these things just because you think I'm a bother?" Li Mingye started the car and drove off without even glancing at her. "Fasten your seatbelt."

"Suppose so. Because of you, I really am plagued with trouble." Zhang Xiluo's head was throbbing painfully. Certain things had already been made abundantly clear; there was no need to keep repeating them. "Roll down the window, the smell is too awful."

The window rolled halfway down, and the cold wind rushed in. Zhang Xiluo couldn't help shivering and hurriedly rolled the window back up. She shifted her body a few times, found a comfortable position, and leaned against the seat.

"If you can swear to God that you'll never come looking for me again, and make sure everyone around you stops provoking and harassing me as well, I'll stop pulling these boring stunts. Otherwise, I'll expose every single one of your romantic escapades. Your Achilles' heel is Qin Xiaoxiao, right? I'll sell her out to the media too."

With her eyes closed, Zhang Xiluo used her remaining shreds of sanity to threaten Li Mingye.

After a long while, she heard no response from Li Mingye. Opening her eyes for a peek, she realized they had already returned to the villa.

"Why have you brought me here again?" Zhang Xiluo asked with a hint of anger. She loathed this place immensely now; every visit felt like a reminder of those absurd days in the past.

"You need to sober up." Li Mingye's voice carried an irresistible sense of command. He got out of the car, walked around to her side, and picked her up despite her protests.

Struggling to no avail, Zhang Xiluo bit down hard on him right through his clothes. Unsure whether she actually caught any flesh, she only felt her teeth go slightly numb.

From the car all the way back to the bedroom, she kept her teeth clenched without letting go.

Li Mingye remained expressionless and entirely unfazed, figuring she had been biting nothing but fabric all along.

The moment they entered the room, she was deposited onto the bed by Li Mingye. She jerked upright, clutching her chest. "Li Mingye, what do you think you're doing?"

"Just how much alcohol did you drink?" With a face ashen with anger, Li Mingye looked at her as if she were an idiot. "What do you think I should be doing?"

"..."

Li Mingye frowned, his voice turning icy cold the next moment. "To finish what you and that sissy didn't get to do?"

"Of course not! You know very well that going against a woman's will is illegal!"

"So doing it with a sissy is voluntary, but doing it with me makes it illegal?"

Zhang Xiluo's old face flushed red. Failing to score a date only to be taunted about it—she had truly suffered a double loss, leaving her simultaneously mortified and infuriated.

"You said it yourself, if I'm not willing, it's illegal! You ruined someone else's good time, and you still have the nerve to bring it up again and again!"

She failed to notice that Li Mingye's gaze had already shifted, a thin layer of rage settling over his features. Seeing him approach her, she tried to scramble away, only to be scooped directly into his arms by Li Mingye.

"Zhang Xiluo, sleeping with that sissy is a good time?! And I ruined your good time? Huh?"

Sensing the dangerous aura, Zhang Xiluo tried to run, but he wrapped his arms tightly around her, trapping her. She raised a leg to try her old trick, but he easily evaded it.

"Let me go!"

"Not a chance!"

Surrounded entirely by Li Mingye's presence, and combined with the alcohol she had consumed, her inner primal desires began to stir in her hazy state, making her restless.

She twisted and writhed incessantly, attempting to break free from Li Mingye's confinement.

At that moment, Li Mingye gripped her chin, forcing her to look up, and captured her lips the very next second. His kiss was overbearing and aggressive, carrying a hint of punishment. As their lips and teeth intertwined, he robbed her chest of its remaining oxygen. Feeling herself on the verge of suffocation, her legs grew weak, her body went limp, and a soft moan escaped her throat uncontrollably.

Li Mingye's body stiffened. He released her, his gaze already filled with lust as he looked at her.

"Bastard, beast!" Zhang Xiluo instantly snapped back to her senses, raising her hand to strike him, but he caught her arm mid-air.

"A beast is still better than you going out to find a sissy!" With a gloomy expression, he yanked her hand and unceremoniously threw her back onto the bed, pressing his entire weight down upon her to render her immobile.

Zhang Xiluo beat him with her fists and kicked with her feet, cursing and biting, yet none of it could stop his movements.

Aside from Li Mingye, she had no other man. For nearly four years, she had abstained. To suddenly force a burly, energized wild bull upon her—how could her body possibly endure it?

She cursed the eighteen generations of the Li family; the harder he pushed, the fiercer her curses became.

Several hours later, she had almost completely lost her voice, while he looked thoroughly satisfied and invigorated.

"Do you want a drink of water?" Li Mingye asked her.

She glared at him viciously, vowing that if she had a single ounce of strength left, she would resume cursing and biting him!

Consccientious of his actions, Li Mingye got up to pour her a glass of water. Accepting the cup, she splashed the water directly into his face. He didn't dodge nor did he get angry; instead, he simply looked at her with a calm gaze.

"Li Mingye, is this fun? Does dominating me like this give you a special thrill of conquest, a grand sense of achievement?" Zhang Xiluo asked with reddened, angry eyes, filled with deep resentment.

"No, I just want you back by my side." Li Mingye tried to embrace her, but she dodged away. His gaze darkened. "Trust me, I will make up for everything and bring you happiness."

Bring her happiness?

With the tragic memories of two lifetimes, having endured the agony of losing a child in the past, along with the trauma of potentially never being able to conceive again, how could he possibly give her happiness?

Zhang Xiluo climbed up, picked up the phone on the nightstand to call Xu Xinyi and ask her to come pick her up, and then snatched her clothes off the floor to rush into the bathroom.

Her movements were smooth and fluid, executed in one go without giving Li Mingye a chance to speak.

Emerging after a hurried shower, she finally answered Li Mingye's earlier remark: "We can't go back. This was your paid service, and I'll transfer the money to you the moment I get my phone!"