She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Be Responsible for Me

Meng Ping sneered, “Do you want me to take off my clothes for you to see?” The evidence is all on my body! If he hadn’t been in such a rush to find her, he would have stayed in the hospital for at least another half month.

“Don’t you have any shame? You want to undress in front of a lady?” Su Hai had just approached when he heard his cheap nephew being a hooligan and immediately scolded him unhappily.

Sheng Ning knew that besides being ruthless and wicked, Meng Ping’s greatest characteristic was his shamelessness. That’s why she would never ask such a low-class question.

If you were to talk about the person in this world who knew him best, it wasn’t Meng Xingzhi, nor was it Su Yun. It was her, Sheng Ning, and these lessons were bought with blood.

“No!” Sure enough, Meng Ping didn’t let Sheng Ning’s prediction down; he carelessly flipped his hair.

“You… are disgraceful!” Su Hai finally understood why Meng Xingzhi always wanted to kill this bastard with his own hands every time he saw him.

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If it weren’t for the old man desperately stopping him, he would have definitely been kicked out of the house.

“You hit me, what do you plan to do to compensate?” Meng Ping’s target was Sheng Ning; he didn’t take Su Hai’s words to heart at all.

“Compensate?”

“Yes! I, Meng Ping, am not someone anyone can just hit. You hit me, you are responsible.”

“What do you want me to do to take responsibility?” Sheng Ning couldn’t help but fold her arms and look down at him arrogantly.

This gesture was formed in her previous life, always feeling like it could boost confidence and make her look superior. It was actually very ridiculous; perhaps that’s why she was eventually despised by Meng Ping.

Thinking of her experiences from her past life, Sheng Ning felt heart-wrenching discomfort. Meng Ping brought her nothing but tragic encounters, along with immense self-loathing, regret, and pain.

He dug into her inferiority complex formed by her background and superficial flaws. Growing up amid gossip, lacking security and the proper mindset.

Meng Ping was like poison, like opium. He exposed all her flaws without cover, then infinitely magnified them.

In her past life, she knew Meng Ping was a bad man, but she couldn’t resist Meng Ping’s handsome, evil charm, his wealth and power. Standing atop the highest points of the Imperial Capital in the late eighties, freely selecting plots of land.

This was more than most people could even dream of.

Meng Ping hated women who posed like this, which was why in this life whatever he hated, she would do.

If they could not avoid meeting each other for the rest of their lives, then they should make it as miserable as possible whenever they met.

Meng Ping watched her, his beautiful eyes shimmering with an amber luster. After a long stare, Meng Ping silently turned away.

“You must be responsible for me, anyway.”

Thankfully, the current morality is simple, the thinking conservative. If it were the twenty-first century, Meng Ping would surely say something like “Since you’ve hurt me, you must be my woman, and you won’t be able to leave my clutches,” the typical domineering CEO phrase.

Su Hai watched from the side, quite amused, enjoying the opportunity to see this bastard’s downfall. Difficult, indeed, difficult.

“Can’t you see that the lady clearly despises him? It’s written all over her face,” Su Hai said sharply.

“Shut up!” Meng Ping suddenly roared angrily, squinting his eyes at Sheng Ning. A faint layer of bloodshot threads appeared in his amber eyes.

Sheng Ning looked at him in surprise, bewildered. Was Meng Ping’s brain damaged? What is he implying now?

Fancying her?

Don’t be ridiculous! A hooligan, a bastard would never truly fancy that woman. Even if there was someone, it definitely wouldn’t be her.