The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Then, Rong Ling took the initiative to pick for herself.Chijoe's actions paid the price.

She was suddenly held by the other party's wrist, and Chijoe pressed her over unceremoniously: "Whether you are satisfied or not, you will only know if you try it."

On the pillow, the hands of the two were clasped tightly.

Qian Chenge's long hair hung down from her shoulders and fell on Rong Ling's face, feeling itchy.

Rong Ling was about to dodge, but she curled her lips and said, "Then I'm not going to be polite, let's start first?"

Said it was an inquiry, but Chijoe did not hesitate at all.

She tilted her head, leaned over slowly, her warm lips touched the glands on Rong Ling's neck.

Chijoe even licked the skin with the tip of her tongue, as if rubbing alcohol to disinfect it before the injection.

Her breathing became a bit messy, falling on her neck, causing Rong Ling to tremble uncontrollably: "Hurry up, if you don't know how to do it, forget it... um..."

Accompanied by Qianjoe's sudden movement, every inch of Rong Ling's skin was tense from top to bottom. The hand she was holding by Qianjoe originally wanted to grab something else, but she couldn't break free, so she had to hold onto her tightly. Interlocking fingers.

The gland was completely bitten open, and in an instant, strange pheromones flooded in, relentlessly invading and blending into every blood of Rong Ling.

In a daze, these pheromones were like hot magma, trying to burn Rong Ling to the fullest, flowing unstoppably through every blood vessel under her skin.

Rong Ling Yayu's long eyelashes were wet with tears, and he unconsciously raised his head.

This posture is like she is personally sending the slender and fair neck to Chijoe's lips to enjoy.

Obviously it won't be long, but right now it seems like a century has passed.

Rong Lingyan's red lips parted slightly, panting indistinctly.interest.

The figure below is like a flower in full bloom.The flower that is about to be defeated makes people unable to help but want to be deceived.alley.

Qian Chenge didn't do anything, but took Rong Ling into her arms, and caressed her smooth back like a child.

Rong Ling was able to control his emotions at first, but gradually, infinite grievances arose in his heart, and tears flowed out drop by drop.

She leaned on Qian Chenge's shoulder, her eyes were red, and she sobbed softly.

Is this what the marked omega looks like? Is this the feeling of dependence?

Like a child lost in the cold night, stumbling over the mountain, walking carefully in the dark forest surrounded by wolves, tigers and leopards, thinking that he can only be frozen to death in this starless cold night, but before dawn Before, finally saw a lit light.

The injured child took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes. The wind and snow still didn't stop, but she had already changed her mood.

Let the cold wind rage, but now there is someone who can isolate herself from these sufferings, like a strong wooden house that protects her in it.

Rong Ling's tears didn't stop, Qianjoe sighed, and gently rubbed her long hair with slender fingers with well-defined knuckles.

The consequence of being marked by alpha was that before Rong Ling had time to fulfill his promise to mark Qianjoe, he fell ill with a fever.

She was unconscious from the fever, and her little face was hot.

Chijoe, who had always been calm, hurriedly turned on her mobile phone that had been turned off in order not to be disturbed this time, and called Dr. Hao.

The doctor came soon, checked and said: "Miss Rong is a very common symptom after the omega is marked, and must be carefully taken care of."

Qian Chenge looked at Rong Ling who was frowning and eyes closed on the bed, and said in a low voice, "I see."

Dr. Hao warned again: "Omegas at this stage are very fragile both psychologically and physically, Miss Qian Cheng must pay attention."

"Okay." Qian Chenge nodded, seeing that Dr. Hao seemed hesitant to speak, she said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"That's right, are you going to have a baby?"

The question Dr. Hao asked is not surprising. With the development of technology, even women can jointly give birth to their own children through technical means.

It's just that the responsibilities of childbearing are mostly borne by omega, because their physique is more suitable.

Dr. Hao must have other intentions when he mentioned this, Chijoe waited for him to continue speaking.

Sure enough, he said: "Miss Rong's physique was overly injected with inhibitors. If she becomes pregnant, it is very likely that she will suffer from dystocia."

He seemed to have said something inadvertently, Chijoe paused, and then she said nonchalantly: "Then don't want a child."

The so-called descendants are nothing compared to Rong Ling.

"But Miss Rong hasn't woken up yet, Miss Qian Cheng should ask her for her opinion."

"No." Chijoe replied concisely.

She can promise Rong Ling anything, even her life is fine, except for this.

This is a private matter. Dr. Hao didn't ask any further questions, and left after leaving the medicine.

Rong Ling was still in a drowsy sleep, but felt as if his hand was being held and gently rubbed.

Chienjoe's fingertips had a thin layer of calluses from long-term typing on the keyboard, which fell on Rong Ling's soft skin, causing her to wake up involuntarily.

She struggled to open her eyes, and saw that Chijoe was staring at herself with serious eyes, and there seemed to be some sadness in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing." Qian Chenge hurriedly lowered her eyes, covering the dark and unclear look in her eyes, and replied.

Rong Ling didn't think much, and closed his eyes tiredly.

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Fortunately, Rong Ling's low-grade fever came and went quickly under the constant care of Qian Chenghui.

On the third day, she woke up refreshed and continued to work in the museum.

Having not seen these familiar collections for a while, Rong Ling even missed these carefree old buddies.

But she couldn't just stay there like them. There was a lot of work when the museum just opened, and with Rong Ling's absenteeism these few days, it piled up like a mountain.

In her studio, she was so busy from morning to night that she hardly ever left her seat.

Fund budget, exhibit repair, traffic statistics...

The data in each table made Rong Ling one head and two big. Just as Rong Ling sighed and lay down on the backrest rubbing his temples tiredly, there was a sudden knock on the door of the office room.

The person who appeared at the door was Ms. Fang, one of the partners. She walked in with a smile: "Is Miss Rong still working so late? Have you eaten yet?"

Rong Ling glanced at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and for the first time, he really didn't think about eating.

Seeing her reaction, Ms. Fang guessed the answer: "It just so happens that there is a good home-cooked restaurant nearby, and I didn't eat, so let's go together."

Judging by Ms. Fang's posture, she should have something to say to herself. Thinking of how much she has taken care of him before, Rong Ling did not refuse: "Okay, then respect is worse than obedience."

The restaurant that Ms. Fang mentioned is indeed not far away, and it takes only a few minutes to drive there.

This store opened in the city center, and there were many customers at any time, but Ms. Fang had already made a reservation, and the waiter took the two of them to a seat by the window.

From this position, one could just see the bustling traffic in the city downstairs, the bright lights, and the colorful lights made Rong Ling couldn't help but take a second look.

"I have a friend who also likes the scenery here." Ms. Fang suddenly said, "Every time we come to eat, we will choose this location."

"Really?" Rong Ling smiled slightly, "No one would dislike such a scenery."

Ms. Fang wanted to say something, but the waiter just came up and said, "Hello, what do you two want to order?"

It was Rong Ling's first time here, and he didn't know what the main dishes of this restaurant were, so he simply handed over the choice to Ms. Fang.

After a while, hot dishes were served, including crucian carp tofu soup, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a small dish of cold okra.

Comes with a bottle of rice wine.

"Wait, please." Rong Ling said, "We don't seem to have ordered this."

"Miss, this is what the guests at table No.18 asked us to give you when they checked out." The waiter confirmed by looking at the receipt.

"Send?" Rong Ling couldn't help asking.

"Yes." The waiter nodded, "It seems that she is an omega like you. By the way, the lady said before leaving, thank you for the courage you gave her."

After saying this, Rong Ling understood and didn't ask any more questions.

After the waiter left, Ms. Fang smiled and said, "It seems that Miss Rong is really likable."

"It's really a shame, but it's just good luck." Rong Ling said this, but the corners of her lips raised unconsciously. She unscrewed the lid of the rice wine and poured a glass for Ms. Fang first.

"If it's just luck, Xiaohui probably won't be so interested in you." Ms. Fang said, "She should marry you, right?"

"Ahem..." Rong Ling who was drinking rice wine hastily put down his glass, covered his lips and coughed a few times.

Even Ms. Fang said it so firmly, Rong Ling couldn't hide it anymore: "That's right, how did you know?"

Ms. Fang smiled: "The last time Xiaohui suddenly posted her marriage certificate, I have been guessing who her other half is. I saw you two met in the museum that day. I didn't think much about it until I saw the second half. The video and statement of the day."

"Just because of this?" Rong Ling admired Ms. Fang's piercing eyes.

"Of course it's because Xiaohui put your name in front of her in that statement." Ms. Fang said, "Xiaohui's nature is not bad, but she has been hugged by stars since she was a child, and she is surrounded by countless people. With unclear wealth, it is inevitable to get used to everything being centered on oneself.”

"The person she can put in front of her must be very important."

It seems that Ms. Fang really knows Qian Chenge very well, Rong Ling couldn't help but smile: "Only you dare to say that about her."

"I'm old now, too useless." Ms. Fang took a sip of the rice wine. "Speaking of which, your marriage is not made public because she doesn't want to. I can persuade her for you."

"No." Rong Ling explained, "I didn't want to be her vassal, so I agreed not to make it public."

Now it was Ms. Fang's turn to be stunned, and it took her a long time to recover her dignified smile: "Well, then she must like you very much, so much that she can put down her figure for you."

I don't know if it's because the alcohol content is too high, but Rong Ling's face feels hot.

Ms. Fang finally mentioned the theme of this meeting: "In this case, can I ask Miss Rong for a favor?"

"You can talk about it first." Rong Ling never agrees to things that are not sure, and it seems that this time the matter seems to have something to do with Qian Chenge.

Sure enough, Ms. Fang said: "I want to trouble Miss Rong to help ease the relationship between Xiaohui and Tang Su."

When she said this, Rong Ling remembered that it was rare for Ms. Fang to be on good terms with Tang Su and Qian Chenghui at the same time.

And last time at the museum dinner, Chijoe looked impatient, and Tang Su was there, but she still attended the dinner, probably because of Ms. Fang.

Before he knew it, Rong Ling asked the doubts in his heart.

"That's right, I watched these two children grow up with my own eyes." Ms. Fang smiled, as if recalling some warm memories, "To be precise, because they are best friends with their mothers, I just had to deal with these two kids."

"Their... mother?"

"Sure enough, even Ms. Rong didn't notice it? The two of them don't look like sisters at all, and no one has recognized them for so many years."

Ms. Fang drank another sip of wine, her eyes drifted a little: "It's so pitiful, they are all born by myself, but they don't look like themselves at all, but look like those men..."

Looking at Ms. Bai in front of him, Rong Ling forgot what to say for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." Sensing her gaze, Ms. Fang turned back to the topic, "In order not to waste Miss Rong's time, let me make a long story short..."

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Chijoe and Tang Su's mother is an alpha from a famous family.

Like all other alpha women, when she was young, she got engaged to a well-matched alpha man, stepped into the marriage hall, and gave birth to her first daughter, Chijoe, within one year of marriage.

However, this child did not bring her mother the happiness she imagined.

Marriages between alphas are mostly full of power and wealth transactions, like a cold business.

Especially after having a child, the business is officially settled.

Chijoe's father is a qualified entrepreneur, but not a qualified father.

What he gave his wife and daughter was only superficial tenderness, but he still had countless lovers, the red flag at home was not down, and the colorful flags were fluttering outside.

The husband and wife maintain a seemingly incompatible marriage relationship, and they each have their own new lovers outside. This kind of thing is not surprising in the alpha family. After all, they are only a combination of interests rather than emotions.

Chijoe's mother also never refuses anyone, no matter alpha, beta, or omega, she has had relationships with them before.

Until later she fell in love with a male omega, who would listen to her with all her attention, look at her with shining eyes, and smile shyly.

For the first time, this alpha felt the fawn's heartbeat.

Gradually, she couldn't bear the coldness of the so-called perfect family. The so-called pearls, jewelry, and diamond-encrusted dresses all became ridicules to her, mocking her for being the family's chips and gifts for so many years for these cold things. puppet.

A woman files for divorce without any hesitation.

Soon, the matter between the husband and wife was known by their family. They did not put any pressure on the woman, but pointed the finger at the male omega.

The type of omega is really too fragile, so fragile that they can make him bruised and bruised just by moving their fingers.

Even so, the female alpha still did not give in, relying on her own connections and resources, she successfully divorced her ex-husband.

Of course, the reason for the successful divorce is also her crazy threat—for example, if she does not divorce, she will burn down the mansion of the family of three and let everyone die together, including Chijoe who is only three years old.

The woman walked decisively without looking back, including her own daughter behind her.

She brought her own wealth to marry her male omega. Without the support of her parents and her husband's family, she still lived happily and was pregnant with her husband's child.

At this point, Ms. Fang paused before she spoke again: "Miss Rong should know that alpha can only be born between A and A 100%, and the probability of alpha and omega between A and O is half, but Tang Su is lucky, she is an alpha."

"Her mother, however, was not so lucky..."

During that delivery, the woman bled to death.

Three months later, her omega husband couldn't bear the company and love without alpha.During Fu's estrus, she chose to jump from the height of the [-]th floor.

Both the husband and wife died, leaving only the infant daughter.

Afterwards, Tang Su was taken back home by her grandparents to be raised. The only thing left by her mother was a large amount of property, which was too much to spend in this life.

"So, Xiaohui doesn't like Tang Su, and even targets her a little bit, I can understand." After drinking several glasses of wine, Ms. Fang's eyes gradually became dizzy, "But her father remarried a long time ago, and later her half-brother Younger brother Qian Chengze is not up to snuff, only Tang Su is her closest family member, they all have the same mother..."

Rong Ling quietly looked at the layer of grease that had condensed on the surface of the crucian carp soup in the bowl, and his eyes drooped down: "I see."

No wonder Tang Su is much more casual compared to Qian Chenge, at least she knows that she is loved.

Rong Ling continued: "Forgive me for not being able to agree to your request."

"Why?" Ms. Fang asked, "Don't you want more affection between their sisters..."

"It's impossible." Rong Ling said, "Perhaps Tang Su can, but as long as she exists in front of her eyes, she will always remind Qian Chenge that she is the one who was abandoned, and family relationship should not be judged by blood alone. "

"If it doesn't make her feel happy, but painful, then it's okay to have such a family relationship."

Rong Ling said it mercilessly, and didn't even care about Ms. Fang's identity.

The other party was taken aback, and after a long silence, Ms. Fang said, "Maybe Miss Rong is right. I was too persistent. I only thought that it was her child, but I didn't consider Xiaohui's true feelings..."

She seemed a little drunk, Rong Ling called a driver for Ms. Fang and sent her to the car.

After that, Rong Ling called a taxi.

"Miss, where are you going?" the master asked as soon as he sat down.

Rong Ling used to say his home address originally, but his voice took a turn on the tip of his tongue, but it turned into the location of Qian Chenghui's home.

The neon lights outside the window flashed by quickly, and Rong Ling took out his mobile phone a little bored.

On the WeChat news page, the person at the top is Chijoe.

Rong Ling opened the chat history subconsciously, only to find that Qian Chenghui had sent him more than ten messages;

"We're at the museum, remember to take your medicine on time."

"If you still feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me."

"Auntie is making soup today, what would you like to drink?"

"Busy at work? Then I'll ask someone to bring the soup over."

But the reply I took the time to reply was short enough:

"I'm busy, I have something to do."

"okay, I get it."

"It's in a meeting, no need."

Hmm... It does look a little cold and unreasonable.

The last chat record stays at ten o'clock in the evening, and it is still from Chijoe: "Are you still at work? Then I will pick you up while no one is coming."

Rong Ling thought for a while, but still replied: "I'm back."

But until the taxi arrived outside the villa, Chijoe still hadn't replied to her message.

Rong Ling opened the door and walked in. The atmosphere in the villa today seemed to be frighteningly low, and even the movements of the aunt and the housekeeper were much lighter.

"Miss Rong is back?" The aunt hurried forward and whispered, "Missy has been back for more than two hours, she doesn't seem to be in a good mood, can something happen?"

It seemed that he was angry, and Rong Ling sighed helplessly: "It's okay, don't worry, you can rest first."

After speaking, Rong Ling went upstairs.

She opened the bedroom door, but no one was inside.

Rong Ling went out again and knocked on the door of the study next door.

In the silent night, the knock on the door was very clear, firm and powerful.

It took a long time before the door of the study looked at her.

Qian Chenghu had already changed into black home clothes, and her long, half-dried hair was resting on her shoulders after taking a bath.

She held the door with one hand, but she didn't intend to invite Rong Ling in, but looked down at her: "What's wrong?"

It's been a long time since I saw her like this, Rong Ling paused: "It's nothing, I just wanted to tell you that I'm back."

"Yeah." Qian Chenghui pursed her thin lips, "I see."

There was something different in her dark eyes, Rong Ling couldn't help asking: "Are you angry?"

"No!" Qianjoe refused, and then seemed a little annoyed that she spoke too quickly, and then said, "I know you are busy with work, don't worry, I am not that kind of stingy person, you go to bed first, I still have work To deal with."

Seeing her saying that, Rong Ling nodded suspiciously: "Okay."

After that, she turned and walked towards the bedroom.

Seeing that she really left without hesitation, Chijoe who was behind her gritted her teeth angrily, but in the end she couldn't restrain herself and grabbed her hand, and said through gritted teeth: "Rong Ling, I don't think you usually listen to me like that. If so?"

Why are you so sensible when you are angry with her?

When Rong Ling came to his senses, she was already hugged by Qian Chenge, and there was a faint smell of shower gel on her breath.

Her hasty breath brushed over Rong Ling's ears, carrying a scorching temperature.

It seemed that he was really angry. Rong Ling didn't notice the upward curve of his lips, and asked knowingly, "Aren't you happy that I listened to you?"

Qian Chenge paused, and said almost word by word: "Happy, very, happy, happy."

"In this case, can you listen to me and stay away from Tang Su, even if it's work."

Now it was Rong Ling's turn to be stunned: "What's the matter with Guan Tangsu?"

He obviously hasn't seen her for a long time.

Qian Chenghui looked down at her, with no concealment of suspicion in her eyes: "You have learned to lie, right? When I went to pick you up tonight, the security guard told me that you and Tang Su left..."

"stop!"

Rong Ling interrupted her.

This is really a big oolong, mostly because the security guard who just arrived didn't recognize the person clearly.