Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Qiao Surong looked satisfied when he heard her answer. He smiled faintly and kissed her hair. "Does this mean you've accepted me? So, sex is not far away for me?"

Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling with a lustful look, and his expectant eyes made Meng Zhiling want to kill him.

"What are you thinking about all day long?" Meng Zhiling shook off his big hand in disgust.

"I didn't think about anything. The most important thing was you. I thought about you taking a shower without clothes on, and you being so lost in my arms. What else could I think about? Anyway, apart from a woman, I have everything else I need in life."

Qiao Surong smiled evilly and answered truthfully.

"Ah..." Just when he was feeling smug about Meng Zhiling being teased by him, she let out a scream when she was off guard.

Meng Zhiling seemed to hear the sound of eggs breaking.

That’s right, it was Qiao Surong’s cry. Seeing him covering his crotch with his hands, his face flushed with pain, Meng Zhiling felt a little reluctant and apologetic.

"Does it really hurt? Are you okay?" She had indeed not taken things seriously just now. Could something have really happened? Looking at Qiao Surong anxiously, Meng Zhiling was panicked and didn't know what to do.

Qiao Surong had a dark face, bent over, and looked at Meng Zhiling coldly. It seemed that he was really angry.

"Um, how about I rub it for you?" Meng Zhiling regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, but she still mustered up the courage to look at Qiao Surong with a blushing face to show her determination.

Seeing that he still hadn't reacted, Meng Zhiling actually reached out, but before her hand touched his body, Qiao Surong jumped and looked at Meng Zhiling warily: "Stay away from me, cruel woman, even if I'm crippled, it won't matter, but what about your future sex life? You're so cruel, you can be so cruel to your own baby!"

Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling with contempt, fearing that she would attack him again and he would be really ruined.

"Isn't it your baby?" Meng Zhiling didn't care. Since he could still jump, it meant that there shouldn't be any big problem.

"In a sense, it's your treasure!" Qiao Surong corrected Meng Zhiling's statement in a clear voice.

Meng Zhiling took a few seconds to react, finally understanding the meaning of his words. Her face flushed and she glared at him, "Qiao Surong, you hooligan pervert!"

Meng Zhiling had long been at a loss for words when it came to Qiao Surong. She didn't know how to describe this mysterious but simple man in front of her.

"Okay, now I'm injured too, just let me hold you tight and promise not to think too much. It will be dawn if you don't fall asleep soon." Qiao Surong walked slowly towards Meng Zhiling with strange steps, gently put his arm around her shoulders, and spoke softly.

Looking at the sky outside which was already slightly brighter, he felt so distressed that he just wanted to hug the woman in front of him and have a good sleep.

As for other things, he is now willing but unable to do so!

This was the first time that Meng Zhiling fell asleep in a man's arms, and she fell asleep very quickly. She originally thought that with a man by her side, she would sleep very lightly or not sleep at all, but she ended up sleeping until two o'clock in the afternoon and didn't even know when Qiao Surong left.

As soon as she woke up, she smelled the fragrance of food, or rather, she was awakened by the smell of food.

When she heard the sound of pots and pans colliding in the kitchen, she thought it was Qiao Surong and felt sweet in her heart. But when she went downstairs, she found it was Qiao Surong's housekeeper.

"Butler, why are you here?" Meng Zhiling blushed, as if she had been caught by her elders letting a man stay overnight at home.

"Are you awake? The young master asked me to prepare lunch for you, saying that you were tired last night." The butler said respectfully without blushing or beating his heart. There was no mockery in his tone, but Meng Zhiling still heard the three words "tired" that he deliberately emphasized.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Meng Zhiling also smiled slightly and pretended to be calm.

His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and he was thinking about how to make Qiao Surong, such an arrogant person, so arrogant.

However, when I thought about it again, I felt a little warm and touched. Although that man was arrogant, he was really good to me.

After serving Meng Zhiling lunch, the butler went upstairs. Looking at the strong back of Butler Qiao, Meng Zhiling became even more confused. If a person's butler is all SS-level, then how perverted is that person?

As soon as the housekeeper went upstairs, Meng Zhiling heard a quarrel upstairs.

"Qiao Yu, do I need your permission to enter my grandson's house?" The voice of a strong and gentle old man sounded. Calling the housekeeper Qiao by his name attracted Meng Zhiling's attention.

After all, even the arrogant Qiao Surong respected Butler Qiao so much that Meng Zhiling once thought he was Butler Qiao's illegitimate son, although that thought was a bit evil.

"Mr. Hua, I respect you so I have to remind you that the young master has long changed his surname to Qiao and no longer belongs to your Hua family. You should go back the same way you came, just like you did a few years ago." It can be heard that although Butler Qiao did not get angry or take action, he was suppressing a strong resentment in his heart.

"You...good, very good, hahaha..." Mr. Hua's originally angry expression immediately turned into a helpless laugh.

"Is he okay?" Hua Jinsheng had already turned around, but suddenly stopped. He didn't look at Butler Qiao, but just asked lightly.

Although he couldn't see his expression, Butler Qiao knew that at this moment, Mr. Hua was nothing more than an ordinary grandfather who wanted to care about his grandson. The vicissitudes in his tone were not a show.

"Very good!" He relaxed his clenched fists and replied with two words in a loud voice, nothing else.

"Who lives downstairs?" Hua Jinsheng heard a satisfactory answer and then asked another question. When he came, he already knew that there was someone living downstairs. For so many years, no one dared to approach Qiao Surong. This was the first time that someone dared to be his neighbor, which of course made him curious.

"Mr. Hua, I advise you not to ask. It's okay if you really know, but if you decide to take any action, I guarantee you will regret it for the rest of your life." He clenched his fists again and watched Hua Jinsheng's every move vigilantly.

"Haha, look at you, why are you so nervous? I just asked casually. Now that Su Rong is back, please don't tell him that I was here!" After saying that, he resolutely went downstairs, leaving the housekeeper standing at the door alone, feeling conflicted.

A small episode allowed Meng Zhiling to learn a little secret about Qiao Surong. Although she had heard about the unhappiness between him and his family before, it was never as real as what she heard today.

Meng Zhiling was bored and struggling with what to do at this time. She found that she should find something to do so as not to be so bored. Although there were many courses in college, she also had plenty of time left. If she didn't do something with these things, it seemed that she would really let down her lofty ambitions.

But just as she was thinking, her cell phone rang at an inopportune time. Looking at the three big words "Qiao Surong" on the phone screen, Meng Zhiling raised the corners of her mouth in an imperceptible arc.

"Hey."

"Meng Meng, are you awake yet? Have you had lunch?" Qiao Surong's deep voice made Meng Zhiling wonder if her ears would become pregnant if she heard it too much.

"I've woken up and eaten!" Meng Zhiling answered his question one by one.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Huh? What idea?" Meng Zhiling was surprised. How did he know what kind of career I was thinking of pursuing?

"Look, it's warm out here, and you've had enough to eat and sleep. As the saying goes, when you're well fed and warm, you'll think about sex. The ancients were so bold and open-minded. If you have any ideas, just say them out loud. I'll be back in a minute!"

Sure enough, Meng Zhiling overestimated the other party's thinking level. He was just a horny idiot.

He can't stop talking about one topic or another. He is not on the same level of thinking as me. How could I like him?

Wait? Who said they liked him?

Meng Zhiling despised herself in her heart and denied the idea again.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you thinking about me?" Qiao Surong smiled evilly. Although he couldn't eat it, it was okay. This was the only benefit Meng Zhiling gave him. Otherwise, he didn't know how boring his life had been in the past few decades.

"Get lost!" Meng Zhiling said briefly and then hung up the phone angrily. She was angry, yes, really angry.

I was angry at myself for not getting angry at Qiao Surong's words and teasing. Could it be that I really fell in love with him? In love with such a mysterious pervert?

In order to prove that she was not in love with anyone, Meng Zhiling dressed up and went out looking refreshed.

After all, she still has a lot of things to do.

He took out his phone and said, "Hey, Heizi, have you finished what I asked you to do?"

"The information you requested has been sent to your mobile phone. I have all the evidence and information ready." Although Heizi is not very old, he is particularly sensitive to things like collecting intelligence. Besides, all Meng Zhiling asked him to do was to collect some information about the Wu family's background. She wanted to see whether anyone who dared to provoke her was really brave enough.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Zhiling stared at a photo sent by Heizi on her phone. The photo showed a beautiful mother and daughter. The daughter was very delicate and the mother had a strong temperament. It looked so warm.

"It's such a heartwarming scene, why do you have to dig your own grave?" Meng Zhiling frowned, lamenting that these people didn't know how to cherish.

Looking at her mother in the photo, Meng Zhiling recognized who she was at the first moment. She was clearly the first and only person she had killed after her rebirth. At that time, in order to verify her own strength, she was also in urgent need of money, so this woman unfortunately became the ghost of her own men.

However, Meng Zhiling was not blaming herself or praying. She was not that kind-hearted. She just felt that she deserved to die.

"Haha, this is much more fun. It turns out that the Wu family and I have had a feud for a long time. Like mother, like daughter!" Meng Zhiling looked at the smiling Wu Xiwen in the photo, and her eyes radiated a kind of interest called cat and mouse.