Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's spoiled ex-girlfriend

Ke Miantang flinched, her round eyes suddenly welling up with tears, her voice trembling with grievance and shyness: "Rong She..."

His words were interrupted one after another before he could finish speaking.

She bit her lip, afraid to make a sound, her cheeks flushed red, and her eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

Rong She's breathing became heavy. He stared at her, watching her tremble as she tried to avoid him but was pulled back. He couldn't imagine how pleasurable that day would be.

He didn't come to his senses until she called his name in a tearful voice.

He rubbed his hands: "Would you dare to keep it from me again?"

Ke Miantang sobbed, burying her face in the pillow, and said pitifully, "I won't do it again."

Waaah, I can't live like this anymore.

While feeling wronged, she couldn't help but think about the 39.47% figure the system had given her, and suddenly realized that the number might not be accurate.

If Rongshe's possessiveness only caused the plot to deviate by less than 40%, what would it be like if it were 100%?

She gripped the corner of the blanket tightly with her fingers, biting it pitifully.

Rong She looked at her with a stern face, his tone laced with interrogation: "Have we talked about this before?"

"no."

"real?"

She turned her head, her eyes glistening with a thin layer of tears, and looked at him with a wronged yet charming expression: "That's just how it is."

After saying that, she started showering him with compliments: "Before I met you, I felt that no one in this world was good enough for me, but when you appeared, I felt that the right person had come along."

Rong She knew she was just saying nice things to flatter him, but the corners of his mouth still involuntarily curved into a smile.

He leaned down, his forehead pressed against hers, his voice a few decibels hoarse: "Baby, I'm not feeling well today, can you comfort me?"

She trembled slightly and asked softly, "How do I coax her?"

He bit her earlobe, his voice so low it was barely a whisper: "Come here."

Ke Miantang's face flushed instantly. She twisted her body to try and escape, but she was already trapped in his arms with nowhere to retreat.

Seeing the deep darkness in his eyes, she knew he was truly affected by that incident tonight. She bit her lip and, blushing, agreed.

She reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, lifting her waist deliberately: "Then... don't be too fierce."

……

An hour later, Ke Miantang lay on the bed, her fingertips rubbing her lips, which were red and swollen from being kissed. She was still thinking about the scene of being pinned down on her lap and scolded, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

She did nothing wrong, so why is she the one being lectured?

At first he would only kiss her, then he touched her breasts, and later he pinned her down on the desk...

The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became. It was like a frog being slowly boiled in water, gradually eroding her bottom line, and now it had even resorted to physical violence.

This man's behavior was extremely vile and utterly outrageous!

The sound of water came from the bathroom; Rong She had been inside for a while, and his phone was on the bedside table.

"Hmm."

Ke Miantang counted carefully, pointing her finger to the left side of her heart, where there was a small, darkest mark.

She pouted. Why does this person always like to leave marks here? Even if I wear a low-cut sweater tomorrow, I won't be able to cover them up.

The phone lit up at that moment, and the caller ID showed Fang Xu.

Fang Xu doesn't usually call late at night. Ke Miantang hesitated for a moment, then reached for her phone, preparing to get out of bed and give it to Rong She.

As if possessed, she swiped her finger across the screen and the call connected.

"President Rong!" Fang Xu's voice came through the receiver, filled with barely suppressed excitement: "The third firewall has been breached, almost twelve hours faster than expected. Are you available to come over now?"

Upon hearing this, Ke Miantang's fingers tightened around her phone.

What is the third firewall?

She didn't understand what it meant, but her intuition told her it must be related to what he had been busy with lately.

She opened her mouth to speak, but a hand, damp with moisture, reached out from behind her, gently pried open her fingers holding the phone, and took it away.

She was startled and turned to see Rong She emerging from the bathroom at some point.

The towel was still tied around her waist, her hair was still dripping wet, and water droplets slid down her collarbone, across the grooves of her pectoral muscles, and rolled down to the firm lines of her waist and abdomen.

He held the phone to his ear and said calmly, "I'll be there in a bit."

Then he turned around, the towel loosely tied around his waist, and stepped into the dressing room.

Seeing that he had changed his clothes in the shortest possible time, Ke Miantang's heart beat a little faster than usual.

Are you going out?

He buttoned up his coat: "Yeah, something came up at the company."

She watched as Rong She walked towards the door, and felt a moment of panic.

Suddenly, Ke Miantang remembered that the system had said that when Rong She went to the laboratory, she must find a way to follow him in.

Without much thought, she jumped out of bed, ran barefoot over, and jumped onto his back, clinging to him like a koala.

"Then I want to go too."

Rong She staggered forward half a step from the force of the impact, but instinctively supported her knees with his hands: "Ke Miantang, get down."

"No, take me there."

"There's no point in going to a place like a lab."

"I don't care," she snorted, tightening her grip even more, like a little octopus clinging to its prey. "If you don't take me with you, I'll stop you from leaving."

Rong She tried to pry her hands open, but she held on very tightly. In fact, he could have pried her fingers open with force.

After a moment of silence, he turned his head to look at her, his eyes filled with a hint of helpless indulgence: "Go change your clothes."

Ke Miantang then slid off his back, but didn't loosen her grip on his neck, afraid that he would leave if she did.

She hopped back a step and led him toward the dressing room: "Carry me to change my clothes."

Rong She was dragged a couple of steps by her, and he had no choice but to bend over. She jumped back onto his back and directed him to walk towards the dressing room.

He carried her to the door of the dressing room and put her down. She quickly put on a cream-colored cashmere coat, wrapped a light gray scarf around her neck, and put on a pair of ankle boots. The whole process took less than three minutes.

When she stood in front of him, the collar of her coat was not straightened, and one side was sticking up. He raised his hand to smooth it down for her.

-

Fang Xu was already waiting at the entrance downstairs at the headquarters.

He saw Rong She get out of the driver's seat and was about to go over to report when he saw the passenger door open as well.

Ke Miantang, wrapped in a coat, jumped out of the car, walked quickly to Rong She's side, and took his hand.

Fang Xu's words caught in her throat: "...Miss Ke?"

Ke Miantang smiled at him: "Dr. Fang, we meet again."

Fang Xu turned to look at Rong She, whose expression was calm.

"Let's go." He took Ke Miantang's hand and walked into the building.

The laboratory door opened again, and Ke Miantang followed Rong She inside, holding his hand the whole time.

Fang Xu sat at the control panel, with strings of data she couldn't understand displayed on the screen.

Rong She let go of her hand and walked to the control panel. Fang Xu turned to let him see the screen.

Ke Miantang stood a few steps away and immediately felt a blankness in her mind.

As expected, the system went offline again.

Her heart sank, but she didn't show any unusual expression on her face.