100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Meng Tingwan pestered Cheng Yu for sex again and again, without ever getting tired.

Even if you cry and beg for mercy, don't let the man stop.

Cheng Yu didn't know what Feng Qi had said to her, but she knew that he was more emotionally unstable tonight than before.

And I haven't seen her like this in a long time.

"Cheng Yu, just kill me, I'm in so much pain." Meng Tingwan cried out, her voice trembling with sobs, a heartbreaking sight.

Cheng Yu held her as they sat on the bay window, kissing her cheek and lips repeatedly, trying to calm her down.

But Meng Tingwan felt as if her whole body was on fire one moment and as if she had fallen into an ice glacier the next.

Everything in her mind was blurry, as if countless vines were wrapping around her, their sharp thorns digging deep into her flesh. The feeling of wanting to die but being unable to was driving her to the brink of collapse.

"Listen to me, look at me, look at me." Cheng Yu's voice was low and he was breathing heavily. He turned her face with one hand and forced her to open her eyes and look at him.

Meng Tingwan's lips were slightly parted, her eyes were red, and tears were streaming down her face like beads from a broken string, which she could not stop.

"Cheng Yu, I want to die."

She sobbed desperately.

The sound of breaking reminded Cheng Yu of the time when he first met her a few years ago.

"Listen to me, sweetie, I'm here. You'll feel better in a little while."

Cheng Yu had no choice but to continue coaxing her, but his own heart was already broken, and his dark eyes were full of heartache and pity.

He picked up Meng Tingwan and took her to the bathroom, letting them soak in a bathtub full of cold water.

"Bite me if you feel uncomfortable."

Cheng Yu placed her lips on his shoulder, one hand stroking her smooth back, the other hand around her waist, allowing himself to fully merge with her.

Meng Tingwan cried uncontrollably, her fingernails digging into the man's muscles.

By the time the two finished, it was already late at night.

Cheng Yu carried the unconscious woman out of the bathroom, placed her on the soft bed, and covered her with a blanket.

He sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her forehead and cheek.

Next, Cheng Yu took out an exquisite jar from the bedside table, lit the incense inside with a lighter, closed the lid, and placed it on the table.

After doing all this, he got up and went out.

He returned in less than two minutes, carrying a first-aid kit and several ice packs.

When I was cleaning her foot just now, I noticed that the injury had worsened. If it's not treated promptly, she probably won't be able to walk tomorrow.

Cheng Yu came to the foot of the bed, sat on the carpet, lifted one corner of the blanket to apply medicine to her foot, and gently rubbed it with his palm, not daring to use too much force, for fear of waking her up.

After rubbing her for a while, I wrapped her up with a bandage and applied an ice pack.

Cheng Yu didn't sleep all night, staying by her side until dawn.

*

The next morning, Feng Zhuo called Cheng Yu right on time to report on what had happened the night before.

"Boss, the doctor said Feng Qi is fine, but I saw that Madam used a lot of force and almost strangled him to death. There are also several cigarette burns behind his ears. I don't know how he will be when he wakes up."

Cheng Yu stood on the balcony, gazing absently at the mimosa tree in the back garden.

"Have someone keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't do anything unusual. Also, show those documents to his agent and tell them to keep quiet."

"Okay, I understand." After replying, Feng Zhuo realized that his boss's voice was unusually hoarse, and couldn't help but ask with some concern, "Boss, were you and your wife alright last night?"

Cheng Yu turned his head and glanced at Meng Tingwan, who was still fast asleep. "It's okay. Keep an eye on Feng Qi and investigate the person behind him."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yu went into the room, closed the balcony door, and went to Meng Tingwan's side, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Last night I was exposed to wind and rain, and I also soaked in the bathtub for so long.

Fortunately, there was no fever.

So he stood by the bed and stared at the woman's sleeping face for a long time, and finally couldn't resist bending down and gently kissing her forehead.

The woman seemed to sense it and frowned slightly.

Cheng Yu smiled, then straightened up and went to the bathroom.

Meng Tingwan is a light sleeper, but because of last night, she woke up an hour later than usual this morning.

She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while, then looked around and knew where she was.

Some blurry fragments flashed through her mind; she vaguely remembered that Cheng Yu brought her back, but she couldn't remember what happened after that.

However, the obvious soreness in my body reminded me that last night must have been quite wild.

Meng Tingwan closed her eyes and reached out from under the covers to gently rub her forehead.

I think I'm having another episode.

*

After coming out of the bathroom, Cheng Yu went straight to the dressing room.

When he got dressed and returned to the bedroom, he found that the person on the bed was gone.

The moment he looked up, his gaze fell on a figure on the balcony.

The sky was exceptionally clear after the rain, and the sun rose early, casting its rays through the clouds.

Meng Tingwan stood there, wearing a long white cardigan sweater, with her long, black, curly hair cascading down her back.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting her hair, and a ray of sunlight fell precisely where she stood.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Cheng Yu really felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

Meng Tingwan stood there for a while, clutching a lighter and a cigarette in her hand.

The cigarette wasn't lit; she just held it in her hand and played with it.

She doesn't actually have a smoking addiction, but she uses it to calm herself down when she gets emotional.

Moreover, she set a limit for herself: she could only smoke two cigarettes a month.

We had already used it up last night when we were at Feng Qi's house.

Meng Tingwan turned her gaze away from the garden and onto the cigarette in her hand.

She pondered for a few seconds, then casually placed it in the waste bin next to her.

Cheng Yu, who was standing in the bedroom, saw her movements and his eyes changed. As if he had thought of something, he took off the shirt he was wearing and put it aside. He then picked up the first-aid kit and took out a box of tobacco ointment and a few cotton swabs.

When Meng Tingwan opened the glass door and came in, she saw Cheng Yu holding a cotton swab, his head slightly turned to the side, as if he was applying something to his left shoulder.

The man pretended to hear a noise, stopped what he was doing, and looked at her.

"woke up."

Meng Tingwan didn't respond to his words. Instead, she put down the lighter in her hand and walked straight to him, her gaze falling on his left shoulder.

There was a deep bite mark on it, and there was already bruising around it, so it looked very serious.

"This is..." She looked up at the man with a questioning gaze, "Did I bite it?"

Cheng Yu was amused by her appearance and asked in a slightly helpless tone, "Could it be Diudiu?"

Meng Tingwan fell silent.

She thought her illness was much milder, but she never imagined it would still hurt the people around her.

Just when Cheng Yu thought she was going to apply medicine to him, he saw the person in front of him suddenly pull down the shoulder strap of his pajamas, revealing a smooth and delicate skin.

He said with a very serious and earnest expression:

"Then bite it back."