Chapter 2803: Mistaken Identity (8)

Chapter 2803: Chapter 2803: Mistaken Identity (8)

Her tear-streaked face, not yet dry, stared blankly at Dan Tingye, who was walking step by step towards her, slowly lowering her hands that covered her eyes, looking at him in shock.

"Aren’t you leaving? Do you need me to send you off?" Tingye approached her, his obsidian-like eyes flickering with an inexplicable light, speaking coldly.

Upon hearing this, Meimei was stunned, still not recovering from the shock of him dismantling her door, unable to speak due to the anger emanating from him.

Seeing the atmosphere was off, Yao immediately waved for the bodyguards behind him to retreat, respectfully guarding the elevator entrance.

"So next time, if I come a bit late, will I only see an empty house?" Looking at her dazed expression seemed like an admission to Tingye, and his chest burned with even more fury.

He leaned down to her, reached out to grip her chin, forcing Meimei to lift her head, gritting his teeth.

"Aren’t you leaving? Why aren’t you leaving faster?"

"..."

"Who allowed you to leave without asking me?"

"..."

Did he want her to leave or not?

Meimei looked at his furious face, her small mouth moved slightly, but in the end, she didn’t dare to ask.

He looked like he wanted to devour her.

Meimei instinctively wanted to shrink back, but her chin was gripped in his hand, unable to move, her petite body trembled, her pitiful appearance evoking sympathy.

"No crying allowed!" Tingye watched her reddening eyes, loosening his hand, but his voice grew colder.

She was so clever, able to guess the password to his safe, could she not guess the meaning behind those wood carvings he made?

Just because of one sentence from Youyou, she firmly believed he liked Youyou, and then prepared to leave him without a word, was that why?

Just thinking about it made Tingye furious enough to want to hit her!

But when he opened the door and saw her, that moment he could never forget... It was then he realized how much he feared she would really leave, just walking away from his side without looking back...

Tingye’s eyes narrowed, and he bent down to kiss her lips. As soon as he felt her trying to retreat, his large hand clasped her head, pulling her more forcefully towards him.

"Mm..."

Before Meimei could react, she was pushed onto the sofa, Tingye’s kiss carrying a strong sense of possession, his hand unreservedly tugging open her collar, exploring downward.

"Tingye..."

Meimei’s body couldn’t stop trembling, fearfully wanting to escape, but he firmly held her in his embrace.

He didn’t want to wait any longer; he wanted her!

Tingye lifted her petite body, striding towards the bedroom, flipping her onto the bed.

Just as he was about to continue, a sour taste at the corner of his mouth made his body stiffen, his gaze lowered to see Meimei’s tear-stained face, and his raging blood was instantly chilled by reason.

His body cooled inch by inch, long fingers wiped away the tears on her face, squinting, gently pulling her into his embrace, finally compromising.

"Alright, I won’t do anything, don’t cry anymore."

"Wah—"

Meimei’s low sobs turned into a loud wail in an instant.

Her choking cries sounded as if she’d suffered a great injustice.

Clearly, she was the one who didn’t want him, yet he hadn’t even felt wronged, but she felt aggrieved first.

Tingye held her, watching her lie against his chest, crying like a child.