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Ling Yiheng picked up Zuo Zixian and carried him into the car. His movements were extremely fast, and he didn't delay him in the slightest.

After settling her down, he sat beside her. Not long after, Zhou Heng had also finished his conversation with the special police and returned to the driver's seat.

"Boss, where are we going now?" Zhou Heng asked from the front.

"My house." Ling Yiheng ordered expressionlessly, his eyes carrying a frightening aura.

"Yes." Zhou Heng replied, then started the engine and did not speak any further.

The atmosphere between Zuo Zixian and Ling Yiheng immediately became even more awkward. She didn't know what to say, while the man beside her seemed to be angry and didn't want to speak.

Along the way, the atmosphere was frozen all the way to his house.

Zhou Heng stopped the car. Ling Yi Heng opened the car door and walked out. His tall figure instantly appeared in front of Zuo Zixian.

Following which, he stretched out his arm and opened the door beside Zuo Zixian, "Get out."

His cold voice matched his expression. It carried a commanding tone that could not be refuted.

Zuo Zixian originally did not want to listen to him, but taking into account that Zhou Heng was present, he did not want to be seen as a joke by others, so he got off the car.

"You can go back to the company first." Zuo Zixian stepped out of the car and said to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng drove the car out of his apartment, leaving the two of them alone.

"Are you mad at me?" Ling Yiheng stared at the woman in front of him and said.

He examined her from head to toe, checking to see if she had been hurt when Sun Yee had been there, and watching her expression.

However, perhaps it was because his eyes were too sharp, making her feel as if she was being seen through, making her body feel uncomfortable.

With great difficulty, she found her voice and calmly said, "I don't have anything to be angry about. Thank you for saving me."

Although she was sincerely thanking him, thinking about his overbearing actions, she could only forgive her for not being able to use such a good tone.

The man sneered, but his eyes still carried a hint of coldness.

"Your tone doesn't sound like you're thanking me. It sounds more like you're being perfunctory." He spoke casually, his eyes darting over her.

Zuo Zi Wu felt even more awkward being stared at, his eyebrows creased, "Then what do you want to do? Do you want me to bow and kowtow to you? "

This sentence was without a doubt filled with anger. However, as she spat it out from her tender and tender cherry lips, it evoked the most immediate desire of a man to possess her.

"Zuo Zixian, do you have to be so stubborn?" He suddenly pinched her chin and asked with a deep voice.

"I didn't." She tried to turn her head away, but she couldn't shake him.

If he didn't have to treat her like this after saving her, she would probably be very grateful to him!

"Not yet?" The man suddenly let go and pulled her body into his arms. He roughly kissed her lips, violently teasing and tasting her.

He almost ignored the fact that he was still in the street, making fun of her as if he wanted to drain her of all her strength and her soul.

His kiss made her panic, her brain went blank, and she couldn't help but let out faint gasps.

At this moment, Ling Yi Heng seemed to have realized something. He quickly took out the key to open the door, but his lips still hadn't left her. He continued to play with and bite her.

Even until she was brought into the room and leaned against the sofa, Zuo Zixian still didn't know.

The man's hands very quickly disorderly stroked her body back and forth, caressing her slender waist and even covering her chest. His movements were very casual and alluring, but she was strangely not annoying.

She felt afraid, she felt powerless to resist. Her whole face was pale, like a withered peony.

Suddenly, the man stopped his injured action and left her lips. His smile was both charming and evil, causing the Left Scholar to be unable to see his true expression for a moment.

She gasped for breath, her cheeks were flushed, her face was troubled and angry, and then she hurriedly pulled up her clothes and tidied them up.

He moved to the side, leaning his long fingers on the wall, thinking about something.

A mist began to rise in Zuo Zixian's eyes, but she stubbornly withdrew it back, unwilling to show even the slightest hint of weakness in front of him.

She did not hesitate to turn around and leave. She did not want to be in the same room as this Satan.

However, Ling Yiheng had already expected that she would make an attempt to escape, so he took the initiative and spread his long legs in front of her.

Under his handsome thick eyebrows, his dark eyes were like the deep ocean, cold as if there was no temperature, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, showing the displeasure of his master.

"What exactly do you want? Continue to humiliate me? " she asked, looking at him coldly.

What Ling Yiheng didn't know was that at this moment, she was suppressing the feeling of her heart beating faster and her blood boiling.

She knew very well that she was unable to fight against this man, and she did not know what would happen if she fought against him. However, she still mustered her courage.