Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"What do you think?" This time it was Meng Zhiling who glared at her angrily.

Li Yao pursed her lips, admitting defeat in her heart. Well, after all, she was her best friend. And who was it that didn't help her lie just now?

But why lie? Zhiling was clearly with him last night. How could Mr. Qiao say she was lying? I really don't understand. I might as well go back and get some rest.

Shaking his head, he was just about to walk out of Qiao Surong's suite when he saw a figure standing at the end of the corridor. It felt like déjà vu.

Inside the house, the moment Li Yao closed the door, Meng Zhiling completely lost her temper.

"Qiao Surong, what's wrong with you? You came all the way from China just to confirm where I went last night? So what if I said I went to meet a handsome guy?" It was obvious that Meng Zhiling had misunderstood and thought that he came here today mainly to check on her and catch her cheating.

"Okay, don't be angry, that's not what I meant." Qiao Surong looked at the angry Meng Zhiling, and his heart softened instantly. How could he bear to see her angry? Moreover, she was so angry, so naturally he had to admit his mistake first.

"Then what do you mean?" Meng Zhiling looked at him coldly. She had given him enough face in front of Li Yao just now. Now, she took the opportunity to deal with his arrogance.

"I was worried about you. I thought something happened to you, so I immediately finished the work I was doing and rushed over." Qiao Surong looked aggrieved and looked at Meng Zhiling affectionately.

"Haha, you sound so great. Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. I tell you, I was angry that you didn't call back after I sent a text message for so long, so I deliberately didn't answer your call." Meng Zhiling still looked like she was telling you not to come near her, and said angrily, completely revealing her true thoughts.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's all my fault. I'm sorry. Next time I will call you every hour, and each call will last 60 minutes. How about it, Your Majesty?" Qiao Surong slowly moved his body. When he was about to get closer to Meng Zhiling, Meng Zhiling moved slightly to the other side, and then widened the distance between them.

Her actions illustrate her current mood and attitude.

"Then why are you here?" Meng Zhiling crossed her legs, looking like she was interrogating a prisoner.

"I'm just worried that you miss you." Qiao Surong smiled and moved closer again.

Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes at him, then blocked the attack with her arm. Perhaps she wasn't paying attention or what, but Qiao Surong felt a pang of pain, gasped, and his face turned pale instantly.

"What's wrong?" Meng Zhiling was frightened and held Qiao Surong's face, feeling distressed and a little flustered.

"It's nothing. After you left yesterday, I thought of driving your car to the company. At least there was still your scent in the car. But we encountered a small accident on the way. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise you would have to snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell." Qiao Surong forced a smile at the corner of his mouth. With Meng Zhiling's concern, it seemed that he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Where are you injured? Let me see it quickly." Meng Zhiling couldn't wait to pull open Qiao Surong's clothes and saw a piece of white gauze stained with bright red blood. It seemed that she had just touched his wound.

He gently stroked it with his hand, his brows furrowed with heartache, and he was speechless for a long time.

"I'm sorry..." He finally said with a bit of a lost voice.

She herself had experienced countless pains, big and small, but never had she experienced such a heart-wrenching pain as today. Looking at the bright red bloodstains, she felt extremely guilty.

"Silly girl, it doesn't hurt anymore. I was just pretending to get your sympathy. Seeing you so angry." Qiao Surong held Meng Zhiling's small hand with his backhand, and the color on his face eased a little.

"I'm sorry, I was willful. I got angry with you even though you were hurt." Meng Zhiling was still blaming herself and couldn't listen at all.

"Silly girl, I told you it's okay. It's my fault for not calling you back in time, so now even God is punishing me." Qiao Surong continued to comfort her. Seeing Meng Zhiling like this, his heart moved. He had never felt so close to each other in their hearts.

"Does it still hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Meng Zhiling lowered her head and looked at the red patch on his chest. She felt it was shocking. Seeing it so close to his heart, her heart was trembling.

"No need, just blow it for me." Qiao Surong said gently, his magnetic voice sounded in Meng Zhiling's ears, the familiar vibrato that Meng Zhiling knew best.

He rolled his eyes and said, "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. What are you still thinking about now?"

Meng Zhiling pouts and leaves his embrace gently, afraid of hurting him.

"I asked you to blow on the wound on my chest. What do you think I asked you to blow on?" Qiao Surong squinted his eyes and looked at Meng Zhiling with an unfathomable smile.

Meng Zhiling's face suddenly turned red, and she cursed in her heart, thinking that she had indeed become dirty by following this pervert.

"You..." Meng Zhiling was about to retort when Qiao Surong suddenly blocked her mouth with his thin lips. The next words she was about to say were drowned out by this passionate kiss.

Carefully sensing Qiao Surong's emotions, Meng Zhiling had to avoid him again and again.

"You are still injured." Taking advantage of the opportunity to take a breath, Meng Zhiling quickly pushed Qiao Surong away and escaped from his control at lightning speed.

"Have a good rest. Bye." Meng Zhiling waved her hand mischievously, with a cunning smile flashing in her eyes. Only then did Qiao Surong realize that he had been fooled again.

Sure enough, she would not let him go so easily. He looked at his lower body helplessly, looked at the girl who ran away in panic with a feeling of both laughter and tears, shook his head, and had to lie down on the bed.

Meng Zhiling hurried back to the room, her heart still pounding. Only she knew that she had not intended to "tease" Qiao Surong, but was really moved.

"Tsk tsk tsk, let me see who this is? Isn't it our Madam Qiao Zhun?" As soon as she entered the room, Li Yao's "pleasant" voice rang out, causing Meng Zhiling, who had not yet calmed down, to blush again.

"Yaoyao, are you teasing me too?" Meng Zhiling said coquettishly, without any trace of her usual domineering and pride.

She is like a silly girl with low IQ who just fell in love.

"I'm not kidding you. I'm just angry. Why didn't you tell us that you were in a relationship? Humph, you're so disloyal." Li Yao pretended to be angry and glared at Meng Zhiling, as if to say that if she didn't explain it clearly today, she would not be able to leave.

"The key is that you haven't asked." Meng Zhiling pursed her lips and told the truth.

"I thought we were good friends, besties, and had reached the point where you would share things with us even if I didn't ask. It turns out that everything was just my imagination. It turns out that everything was just my wishful thinking." Li Yao turned her face away as she spoke. Her tone was filled with endless self-pity. Her pitiful little figure made Meng Zhiling feel like she had committed a heinous crime.

"Okay, I was wrong, okay? Don't be like this, Yaoyao. I really consider you a friend. Think about it, we have been through so many things together, how could it be that you are the only one who is wishful thinking? Besides, am I not afraid that after I say it, it will affect the friendship between us sisters? What if you two single nobles look down on me?" Meng Zhiling pulled Li Yao and used up all her patience in her life to coax and explain.

"Hahahaha..." Li Yao couldn't hold back after all and burst into laughter. It was also the first time for her to see Meng Zhiling, who was always domineering and rational, being so cautious. It was so funny and she felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Well, Li Yao, you actually dare to tease me. I'll teach you a lesson today." Meng Zhiling realized that she was being fooled, and immediately went over to press Li Yao on the sofa, using her tickling technique. Li Yao almost got a stitch in her side from laughing, and she couldn't even complete her words of begging for mercy.

"Okay, please, I was wrong, Zhiling, stop!" Finally, under Li Yao's begging for mercy, Meng Zhiling finally stopped and looked at her with a ferocious look. The threatening eyes made Li Yao realize that there would be no good consequences if she provoked her.

"You took it seriously even though it was just a joke. Really? You said you were afraid that we would despise you. Zhiling, please be kind and give me a dozen of these handsome guys. Let all the women in the world despise them." Li Yao looked like a crazy fan. Her expression and movements were even more exaggerated than in a drama.

Meng Zhiling shook her head. "You've been completely led astray by that crazy girl Yang Lan. I really miss the old Li Yao, so innocent, so simple and honest..."

"Stop, just say that I was stupid before. Besides, you said that Lanlan led me astray, why don't you say that it was you who led me astray?" Li Yao looked down on her again and hid in the corner cautiously, fearing that if she contradicted her, she would be "harmed" by her again. She felt that her brain nerves were hurt from laughing just now.

"Me? I'm a person with such positive values, how could I lead you astray? I'm always leading you in the right direction, okay?" Meng Zhiling raised her head proudly. She never thought that she was a bad person, although she was not a good person.

At least the last time the King of Hell didn't take me away, but gave me a chance to be reborn, which means I'm not that bad yet.

"But, Yaoyao, do you really want a high-quality handsome guy? Do you really want Lanlan to despise you?" Meng Zhiling grinned, and it was obvious that she was up to no good.

"No, no, I was just joking. You're too handsome and I can't handle it. I don't have the confidence." Li Yao looked at her warily, as if to say, "I won't jump into the pit, what can you do to me?"

Sure enough, Meng Zhiling frowned, looking troubled. Finally, she smacked her lips and said regretfully, "Well, it seems I'm not destined to be a matchmaker. This kind of thing still depends on fate. Since you don't like tall, rich and handsome men, then if I see any short, ugly and poor men in the future, I will definitely not forget you."

"Meng Zhiling, goodbye!" Li Yao was so angry that she covered her head with a pillow, with a look of despair on her face. She waved her hand, indicating that their friendship had come to an end.