Untamed Passionate Kiss

Liang Yutang doesn't seem like someone who's here to take care of a patient.

She woke up later than the patient.

I woke up with puffy eyes, my beautiful double eyelids had turned into single eyelids, and I had dark circles under my eyes.

She ran to the bathroom to remove her makeup, and it took her a long time before she came out with a clean face.

Liang Yutang has good skin; she's fair-skinned even without makeup, except for a few small freckles on the bridge of her nose.

But it doesn't bother her; on the contrary, it adds to her charm.

Meng Yang hadn't seen her without makeup for a long time.

Teenagers abroad mature earlier; young girls start learning makeup at fifteen.

At that time, she thought that as long as she made herself look beautiful, she could win the favor of everyone.

Especially Meng Yang.

Meng Yang: "I'm hungry."

He lay in bed and spoke succinctly to Liang Yutang.

While wiping her face with a towel, Liang Yutang asked, "Ordering takeout?"

Meng Yang laughed, "Liang Yutang, not a single good person would order takeout for a patient."

The implication is that you're not even a human being!

Liang Yutang stuck out her tongue, finally realizing that something was amiss.

"What would you like to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

Meng Yang thought about it carefully and then named a steamed bun shop in the west of the city.

Liang Yutang asked discontentedly, "What exactly is it about the west side of the city that attracts you?"

When the company was choosing a location, he went there. Now, even when he's eating a steamed bun, he's picky!

It takes an hour to travel from here to the west of the city.

Meng Yang feigned retreat, saying, "Never mind, I'm just craving something. I'll buy whatever I want."

As expected, Liang Yutang withdrew her troops as soon as the enemy showed weakness, and even showed pity.

"Buy, buy, buy!" She gritted her teeth slightly. "A heartbroken person has nothing else to do anyway."

Watching her casually recount her predicament, it was as if she had turned the page after a good cry.

Meng Yang regretted his decision to meet Bian Yu.

Perhaps Liang Yutang is just used to being the one who breaks up with someone and is not used to being dumped, which is why she came here in the middle of the night seeking comfort?

Wouldn't his interference seem like he's gilding the lily?

But it was too late.

Bian Yu sent him a private message asking, "Which building, which floor?"

They have obviously arrived at the hospital.

Liang Yutang was quickly dismissed by Meng Yang.

About ten minutes later, Bian Yu appeared at the door of the ward.

People from the Meng family were at the door and stopped him. Meng Yang heard the commotion and spoke.

"My guest."

Only then did the bodyguard put Bian Yu, who was a complete stranger, inside.

When the two met, sparks flew like lightning.

The atmosphere was just like that when we met in the elevator last time.

Bian Yu went in and made no attempt to look away from Meng Yang; neither of them looked away.

Finally, Meng Yang checked the time and took the initiative to break the deadlock.

"He has a good sense of time."

The two agreed to meet at 10 o'clock, but Bian Yu arrived at 9:55.

Although it was just an informal meeting, Meng Yang, who was four years older and had enough work experience, valued it highly.

Bian Yu: "The basic qualities of being a human being."

He spoke with a sharp tongue, which suggests that he wasn't entirely without lingering feelings for the relationship.

Meng Yang knew what was going on and joked, "Then being with Tangtang is really a waste for you."

He said, "The word 'punctuality' doesn't exist in her dictionary."

The way Meng Yang called him "Tangtang" somehow stirred up Bian Yu's emotions, which had just calmed down.

He pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Meng Yang did not find anything amiss and requested permission from Bian Yu.

"Could you please turn the bed around for me? It's not very convenient to talk while lying down."

Bian Yu strolled over, bent over slightly, and began to adjust.

As they got closer, Bian Yu could see all of Meng Yang's features.

The conclusion is that the two people do not actually look alike, except for their height and build.

I don't know what got into Liang Yutang, but she actually made him her stand-in.

Bian Yu couldn't help but complain in his heart, when suddenly he noticed something and his pupils trembled violently.

Meng Yang noticed that Bian Yu had stopped adjusting the bed frame.

"Excuse me, could you go a little higher?"

He looked at the bent-over man, paused slightly, and stared intently at the corner of his eye.

Meng Yang, leaning slightly back, took advantage of the angle to get a clear look at Bian Yu.

The conclusion was similar to Bian Yu's; the two men's facial features were quite different.

Only the small mole at the corner of the eye overlapped in position.

However, the mole at the corner of Bian Yu's eye didn't seem to be a natural birthmark, because its color had a faint bluish tint.

Unaware of the situation, Meng Yang maintained basic friendliness.

Bian Yu, who was gripping the bed frame so tightly, was almost bending the iron frame out of shape.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, adjusted the bed frame, and sat down on the sofa in the room.

Bian Yu braced himself on his knees in a defensive posture. "I have other matters to attend to later, Mr. Meng. Please keep it brief."

Meng Yang: "Is something that will only take a moment more important than Tangtang? If so, you wouldn't have come."

This directly led to the defeat of Bian Yu's army.

Bian Yu disliked this feeling of being controlled by others.

His competitive spirit drove him to disregard everything and turn the tables on the other side.

"Following this logic, is Liang Yutang also very special to Mr. Meng? So special that he has repeatedly come to spy on my account?"

He slightly curled his lips, but his words were like pouring boiling water.

Meng Yang choked, his eyes darting away for a moment, which Bian Yu caught precisely.

He pressed his advantage, saying, "Let's be frank."

The man bent over slightly, tapping his fingers together in a steady rhythm, creating a powerful psychological barrier.

"I didn't come here to hear those hypocritical explanations about family, sister, and no ambiguity..."

Bian Yu said casually, "Mr. Meng, give me a straight answer: do you like Liang Yutang or not?"

Meng Yang: "Does that matter?"

Bian Yu: "Whether it's important or not is up to me."

Meng Yang had anticipated that Bian Yu would be quite aggressive. But he hadn't expected him to be so ruthless, disregarding human life and death.

Seeing that the enemy was struggling to hold on, Bian Yu continued to dictate the pace.

"Let's ask it another way," he said. "Has she confessed her feelings to you?"

Meng Yang slightly averted his eyes. "When she's sober, she doesn't dare."

Bian Yu grasped the key point and sneered: "So, when you were drunk, you did."

After saying that, he added, "Besides, you've implicitly refused. Otherwise, I wouldn't have sat down in front of you."

Meng Yang took a slight breath. "You're more insightful than I thought."

He honestly praised, "Since you're so insightful, you should understand that there's nothing between her and me."

Bian Yu got the answer he wanted.

His tone softened, but the murderous intent in his eyes intensified.

Bian Yu: "Then what makes you think that just because you don't want something, I'll settle for something less and take it on?"

Meng Yang's eyes hardened, and he warned, "Watch your demeanor."

Bian Yu smiled: "Is this bad? I haven't even said anything worse yet—"

"Mr. Meng said it was impossible, but his actions were seductive. I guess I wasn't Mr. Meng's first boyfriend who was spying on him. There must have been other boys who suffered before him."

"Whenever Liang Yutang tries to move on, Mr. Meng will probably appear out of nowhere, disturb her peace of mind, and make her draw her attention back to you."

"Then, you watch her break up and get back together, constantly verifying just how important you are to her."

"Until one day, you get tired of playing this game and belatedly realize that you might actually like her too."

"So you hit it off immediately, everyone was happy, using other people's sincerity as a bargaining chip. These—"

"It was Mr. Meng, who was good at saying nice things, who did dirty things."

Liang Yutang: "That's enough."