Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 853 - The Story of Ling and Heng (116)

Chapter 853: The Story of Ling and Heng (116)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Xiao Xu knew these things, but he still felt that Boss Li was cruel to torture Feng Ling like this.
Xiao Xu didn’t know what Feng Ling looked like when she put on that dress yesterday because Feng Ling drove out after changing her clothes.
Was it because Boss was stimulated by the fact that Feng Ling wore a woman’s dress?
Xiao Xu looked back at the training ground that was farther and farther away. From afar, he saw Boss Li throwing a cigarette butt under his feet and stamped it out. Even if Boss did not look in this direction, he still felt a bit suffocated.
Gee, Feng Ling, what did you do to annoy Boss so terribly?
I remembered no long ago you were you still Boss’s sweetheart.
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She had been training from the afternoon until eight at night.
Li Nanheng did not let her stop, although it was dinner time.
Li Nanheng didn’t go to eat but just stood aside. After the past few hours, dozens of cigarette butts had been piled under his feet. Seeing that Feng Ling’s physical strength had reached its limit, but she remained silent and refused to explain, he was angrier, and his eyes grew darker.
By nine o’clock, the members of the base had already gone back to rest, and there were only the two of them here.
Li Nanheng said word by word, and his voice was chilly. “You’re sweating so much. Are you tired?”
Feng Ling struggled to support her body with her trembling hands that were put on the floor. This was the second time she had done balance training in these few hours. She stayed motionless, but sweat dripped slowly along her cheeks, nose, and neck, making a little pool on the ground.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, “No.”
What a stubborn girl!
Li Nanheng looked at her coldly and suddenly laughed. Then he strolled towards her and suddenly dragged her up from the ground. Feng Ling, who was already exhausted, stumbled and almost ran into his arms. She lifted her eyes, only to see his cold, dark eyes. She heard the man said coldly, “XI Base never tolerates liars. This kind of punishment is very light for you. Think carefully about what you did wrong.”
Feng Ling’s legs were so weak that she could barely stand up. The man still held her by the collar. She took a breath and said in a hoarse voice, “Liar? Are you dissatisfied with my performance in the mission or assessment, Boss? I’m loyal to the base, and my actions can prove it. How can you call me a ‘liar’?”
Li Nanheng scoffed, “So, do you think you are an honest person?”
Feng Ling stared at him. The neckline behind was tugged so hard that she was almost breathless, but she still kept silent.
Seeing her refusing to speak, Li Nanheng suddenly let go of her collar. Caught off guard, she suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, and her knees hit the ground hard, but at the moment when the pain struck, she gritted her teeth and kept her hands on the ground. The sweat dripped from her nose to the ground; she closed her eyes and breathed hard.
“Stand up.” Li Nanheng put a hand into his trouser pocket and looked down at her. His voice was icy. “Be a man! Stand up!”
His voice was full of cruelty and ruthlessness, as well as anger that even he didn’t notice. He coldly watched her slowly standing up and then stumbling toward him. Her face was pale, but she still refused to surrender to him, let alone beg him or tell him the truth.
“Can you continue?” he asked.
Feng Ling looked up at him and wiped the sweat off her face. “Yes.”
“Then, continue!”
Li Nanheng said and turned away, leaving her alone.
His cold words made Feng Ling’s eyes sway a little. She felt that Boss Li should have guessed the truth and was just waiting for a certain answer from her. Seeing the man walked away, she slowly bent down, continued to do balance training, and didn’t let up because he left.
The story she told him last night was not completely fake.
Although she wasn’t stripped naked by homeless people, when she was eight, she was harassed by some of those gangsters. They tried several times to drag her to their room, and she tried her best to escape from their hands. Later, someone told her to have her hair cut short, disguise herself as a man, and paint her face with gasoline. Only in this way could she keep herself safe. Otherwise, she, a helpless little girl brought up by wolves, would be swallowed alive by those perverts.
And she did so.
Only when she disguised as a man could she feel safe.
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After another two hours, XI Base had fallen silent.
When Li Nanheng walked back to the training ground, he saw that Feng Ling, who had been insisting on doing intensive training, suddenly laying on the ground because of a lack of physical strength. Perhaps she wanted to rest for a while, so she lay there for a few seconds, but soon she continued the training hard.
He went in.
Hearing the footsteps, Feng Ling raised her face that was drenched with sweat and looked at the man not far away.
She was so stubborn that she trusted no one; she was so proud that she just wanted to depend on herself, and she was so strong that she refused to yield to him no matter how painful it was. Li Nanheng was so angry that his injured arm began to ache again.
He walked over and looked at this boy, who insisted on doing the training. “Can you continue?”
Feng Ling answered without hesitation, “Yes!”
Looking at her trembling hands and arms, Li Nanheng didn’t speak anymore but watched how long she could persist.
However, every time Feng Ling almost fell to the ground, she gritted her teeth and managed to hold on. This process repeated several times. In the end, her clothes and the ground underneath her feet were wet with sweat.
At midnight, Li Nanheng glanced at the time and said, “It’s twelve.”
Feng Ling said nothing.
He looked at her coldly. “I’m going to sleep. Can you continue?”
Feng Ling said, “Yes.”
Hearing her answer, Li Nanheng didn’t know what to say.