The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

What is Ning Muxue's inexplicable habit? Rong Ling couldn't help but look up at her.

Little did they know that her eyes, in the pale pupils like glazed glass, showed a cold alienation, but with a bit of childish ignorance and doubts, which made Ning Muxue's heart move slightly.

It is this cleanness like white snow on a mountain, just like a cloud in the sky, so people can't help but want to reach out and hold it tightly, and then dye it in other colors.

Thinking of this, Ning Muxue obeyed her own will, pressed Rong Ling's lips, and kissed her deeply.

She held down the back of Rong Ling's head with one hand, so that she had nowhere to hide. She tilted her head slightly, and the provocation with the tip of her tongue continued to deepen.

There was not even the slightest emotion in Rong Ling's eyes. He watched her close her eyes intoxicated, as if she was out of it. Everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

After a long time, Ning Muxue finally reluctantly left her lips.

What she saw when she opened her eyes was Rong Ling's calm and sober eyes.

Ning Muxue covered her eyes with one hand, feeling a little helpless: "Rong Ling, don't look at me like that."

With such eyes, Ning Muxue couldn't see the slightest hint of love.

But if Rong Ling doesn't like her, he can deny it, why lie to her?

Ning Muxue is deceiving herself and others, preferring to believe that it is only because Rong Ling looks so cold.

In any case, she has her own in her heart.

Rong Ling didn't understand what else he could do if he didn't look at her like this, so he could only say "oh", then turned his face away.

Being in the same city, it didn't take long to get to Ning's house. Before lunch, the two arrived in front of the villa where Ning's house was located.

In the center of B, where every inch of land is so precious, it turned out that it was possible to find peace amidst the hustle and bustle and create a space.

The afternoon sun is as fine as gold, leaking from the dense branches and leaves, separating the busy traffic outside from the garden inside the wall.

Rong Ling couldn't help squinting his eyes, his expression slightly dazed.

"Let's go..." Ning Muxue took her hand, and handed her two bags of things, "This is a gift from you to my parents."

She was so considerate, she even prepared gifts for herself, Rong Ling couldn't help laughing, and walked in with Ning Muxue.

The butler in a suit opened the gate thoughtfully, and the fountain in the middle of the garden splashed all over, outlining the light and arc of the rainbow in the air, and even butterflies fluttered their wings, chasing each other among the flowers next to them.

The floor tiles under the feet are calm and flat, bearing the beauty of this paradise.

Even the Rong family can be considered a respectable businessman, but now compared to the Ning family, Rong Ling understands what it means to be a real rich person.

Not only wealth, but also status. For example, this old house that survived the last century is priceless. Without a certain network, it is impossible to live in it safely.

Walking into it, you can feel the breath of history every step of the way.

Walking through the garden, Rong Ling looked up and saw a middle-aged woman coming out to greet her. Although she didn't dress up too much, her graceful and luxurious temperament was hard to hide, and her face was similar to Ning Muxue's.

Their eyes met, and the woman greeted with a smile: "This is Ling Ling, it's really much more beautiful than on TV."

Rong Ling heard Ning Muxue chuckle in her ear, and said in a low voice, "After telling my mother about you, she searched the Internet and became your fan."

"Really?" Rong Ling was a little surprised, and nodded, "Hello, Auntie..."

"You still call me so polite?" Ning Muxue's mother replied with a smile, "For your relationship with Mu Xue, just call me Ning's mother."

"Okay..." Rong Ling nodded in response, but didn't really call out.

"Come in..." Mrs. Ning said, "The food is just right."

She walked in front, and the two walked behind. Rong Ling felt his hand being pinched, and then heard Ning Muxue whisper: "Look, I told you not to be nervous, do you believe me now?"

Rong Ling was noncommittal, and followed to the restaurant, where Ning Muxue noticed something was wrong: "Mom, where's Dad?"

"Your father has something to do at the moment, so he can't be too busy." Mother Ning seemed to remember it now, "And asked me to convey an apology to you little friend."

"Auntie, you're welcome." Rong Ling said, and sat next to Ning Muxue.

"It's true, Dad." In front of her mother, Ning Muxue couldn't help showing a bit of childishness, "Didn't I promise everything..."

"Okay, okay, it's not like you don't know how busy your father is..."

Rong Ling listened to the conversation between mother and daughter, but his eyes moved to the dining table involuntarily, staring intently at the sumptuous dishes.

She had been hungry for a long time, but for this occasion, Rong Ling certainly had no reason to move the chopsticks first.

Ning Muxue was keenly aware of her emotions, and she didn't care about arguing with her mother. She stretched out her hand to scoop up a spoonful of crab roe tofu and handed it to Rong Ling's lips naturally: "Eat, my dad is like this, don't go Go to heart."

Rong Ling didn't care about this kind of thing in the first place, so of course he didn't make a sound, and took a small bite from the spoon in Ning Muxue's hand.

For a moment, Ning Muxue's heart seemed to be filled with something, so full that it was about to overflow.

Ning's mother turned a blind eye to the interaction between the two, and chatted with Rong Ling while eating.

Rong Ling naturally answered every question and did enough superficial work.

As for Ning Muxue, she was immersed in uncontrollable joy the whole time, and kept picking vegetables and soup for Rong Ling.

This was the first time in Rong Ling's life that he felt overwhelmed.

After eating, Rong Ling yawned slightly, and Ning Muxue hurriedly took her to the guest room for an afternoon nap.

She fell into a drowsy sleep for an unknown amount of time, her face was itchy in her sleep, she opened her eyes and saw Ning Muxue's magnified facial features.

"Are you awake?" Ning Muxue withdrew her hand, but she didn't show embarrassment at all, as if it was natural for her to do so.

"Are you bored?" Ning Muxue asked, "Do you want me to show you around?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling agreed and sat up from the bed.

Feeling a little dry after sleeping, she picked up the water glass on the bedside cabinet and took a few sips.

The bright red lips were soaked, smudged with bright colors like flower petals.

Rong Ling didn't notice that Ning Muxue's eyes darkened for a moment, and then she whispered to her unnaturally: "Let's go..."

It turned out that what Ning Muxue said about walking around, she could take a long walk in his house alone.

"It's an authentic eighteenth-century painting that my dad bought at a charity auction."

"This vase is a masterpiece of the Song Dynasty, and my mother likes it very much."

"And this emerald necklace..."

It's hard to imagine that someone's home is like a museum. The paintings on the walls and displayed in glass cabinets are all rare treasures.

No matter how much she hated Ning Muxue, Rong Ling had to admit that she didn't even intend to show off, as if everything was natural, just like a child showing toys at home to his friends.

Seriously, without other emotions.

Until passing through a gate, Ning Muxue did not take Rong Ling in: "This is my father's study room, which is very confidential, even my mother cannot enter. If the fingerprint is wrong or someone breaks in, the system will Automatic alarm."

As they said that, the two stopped in front of the door for a while, and the camera started automatically, and the faces of the two were displayed and recorded on the monitoring screen.

"Oh..." Rong Ling nodded seriously, but his eyes shone with a different kind of brilliance.

Just walking around the house, more than half of the time has passed, and then the two played tennis in the yard for a while, and it was time for dinner.

After dinner, Ning Muxue found out "Let's Shine, Girl!" on a whim. "This program, the three sat in front of the TV and watched it.

Ning's mother was overjoyed watching: "Mu Xue is not dancing. It's not as good as when I was young when I went to the countryside to perform. Lingling is still very good. She has such a good voice at a young age, and her future is limitless."

Ning Muxue didn't care a bit about being belittled by her mother, instead she held Rong Ling's hand proudly, swearing her sovereignty: "Of course she's amazing, I don't care who she is."

Rong Ling frowned slightly: "I should go home."

"It's so hard to come here, why don't you stay longer?" Ning Muxue was willing to let her go like this, "I'll introduce you guys tomorrow when my dad comes back later."

"That's right..." Ning's mother also echoed, "It's so late, Lingling should take a rest, and I'll let Lao Chen take you home tomorrow."

Both of them said that, Rong Ling naturally didn't want to leave by force, so he had to stay at Ning's house temporarily tonight.

Ning Muxue reached out and rubbed her hair: "Are you sleepy, do you want to sleep?"

"If you want to sleep, just say it." Ning's mother ruthlessly poked at her daughter, "Lingling and I hit it off right away, and we still have a lot to say."

"Mom..." Ning Muxue's tone was a little helpless.

Rong Ling's heart moved slightly, guessing what Mother Ning wanted to say to her: "I'm not tired, you go to sleep first."

"Alright..." Ning Muxue naturally followed her words, "Then I'll take a shower first."

Ning Muxue didn't suspect him, so she turned and went upstairs.

Until her figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, the smile on Mother Ning's face faded from the beginning to the end: "Miss Rong, shall we talk?"

As expected, Rong Ling wasn't even the slightest surprised.

With Ning Muxue's family background, only people of comparable worth can be with her. Pity the world's parents. It is not easy for Ning's mother to be able to act until now.

"Auntie, just say what you want." Rong Ling didn't change his face, as if he was listening attentively.

"You are a good boy." Mother Ning said flatly, "It's just that you don't fit with our Mu Xue."

Rong Ling nodded seriously in her heart, after all, she also thought so.

"Besides, you have no liking for her at all, let alone love." Ning's mother hit the nail on the head, "It's just that this silly child jumped in and was blindfolded. If we don't agree, she won't come in the house for a day. Me and Her father only has this one child, so it is impossible to really watch Mu Xue become a stranger."

Rong Ling frowned: "Auntie is right."

I don't know whether to answer the previous sentence or the latter sentence.

"Tell me..." Ning's mother had already made an offer, "How much do I have to give you before you can leave her?"

Rong Ling really didn't expect this kind of conversation to fall on her, she couldn't help but smile: "Auntie, you are joking, what if I only want her?"

She wanted Ning Muxue's reputation to be ruined, she wanted her to plummet, and she wanted her to experience all the pain she had experienced, Rong Ling couldn't let her go.

But Ning's mother's understanding is obviously different from Rong Ling's. The smile on her face has dissipated: "Don't be too greedy. If you want money, we can give it to you. If you want fame and wealth, we can praise you. Only Mu Xue, She can't be yours."

"I won't think about it." Rong Ling emphasized again, "I only want her..."

She added: "Besides, Ning Muxue is not something that can be passed around. Could it be that if I say no, she will voluntarily give up being with me?"

There was a brief silence in the air, and the cheerful background sound of the TV program made the atmosphere between the two extremely tense at this moment.

"Think clearly." Mother Ning said, "As far as I know, Miss Rong's family is in business?"

This is not a lure, and you are starting to threaten again?

Rong Ling didn't panic at all, and said indifferently on his face: "I believe that Auntie really did this, and it will only push your daughter further and further away."

After saying this, Rong Ling no longer had the patience to pester her any longer, so he went straight upstairs and entered his guest bedroom.

Although it feels good to speak harsh words, Rong Ling is also very clear that if the Ning family gets serious, they can quietly ruin the Ning family's business.

So we must act first.

Rong Ling took out a black object from his bag.

Small, delicate and round, no one, if not a professional, would guess that this is a monitor.

Rong Ling put it in his palm and let the aura wrap it.

In an instant, it was as if he was invisible, and the shadow of the monitor could no longer be seen in front of his eyes.

Then Lingqi supported it, and flew out slowly from the guest bedroom, circled around, and went up the stairs.

A trace of spiritual power escaped from Rong Ling's body, followed it, closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the direction invisibly, groping forward bit by bit, approaching the direction of the study.

A hand suddenly fell from his shoulder, and Rong Ling's heart almost stopped beating for an instant, and the movement of the monitor walking away followed suit.

Then that hand embraced her from behind, and Ning Muxue's voice fell: "What did my mother tell you?"

Rong Ling opened his eyes in shock a long time ago, and the surprise in his eyes was even more difficult to conceal: "You know all about it?"

Ning Muxue was amused by her frightened little rabbit: "Rong Ling, do you and my mother think I'm a fool?"

Her slender fingers caressed Rong Ling's face, and the other was released: "If you want money... if you want fame and fortune, we can praise you..."

"I won't think about it, I just want her."

This is when Ning Muxue just left, she turned on her phone to record and hid it in the gap of the sofa.

Obviously, the conversation between Rong Ling and Mother Ning made her very satisfied.

Ning Muxue leaned over and kissed her at the end of her eyes, her voice was filled with indescribable joy, even with a bit of darkness: "Don't worry, I only want you too."