Rebirth of Bloody Romance

At dawn in New York, neon lights flickered, and prosperity and noise intertwined. Song Xiangjun stood by the window, her eyes penetrating the dark night, as if she was looking for something. Her brows were furrowed, and her heart was full of doubts and uneasiness.

"Ning Wei, do you know where Zhong Yuemin is?" Song Xiangjun's voice broke the silence, with a hint of barely perceptible anxiety in her tone.

Ning Wei stood there with a calm expression. He glanced at Song Xiangjun and shook his head. "I don't know."

"Then do you know why Zhong Yuemin came to the United States?" Song Xiangjun continued to ask.

Ning Wei shook his head again. "I don't know."

At this time, Avril interrupted and said, "Then what do you know?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and sarcasm in her tone.

Ning Wei ignored her and just stood there quietly, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Avril was so angry that she glared at Ning Wei and then turned and left the room.

Song Xiangjun looked at Ning Wei, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. She knew that Ning Wei was a man of few words, and he always gave people an unfathomable feeling. Since he said he didn't know, then he really didn't know. That's fine! I will wait peacefully, just in time to meet my classmates and teachers.

At dawn, the first ray of sunlight quietly fell on this quiet city. Zhong Yuemin and Li Wenbo stood side by side in front of a house, their eyes looking through the iron gate, exploring the world inside.

Zhong Yuemin and Li Wenbo stood in the morning sun, breathing the fresh air with dew. The house is located in a quiet neighborhood, surrounded by lush greenery and fragrant flowers. The house is a traditional American building, simple and elegant.

Li Wenbo turned to look at Zhong Yuemin and said softly, "Mr. Zhong, Miss Qin lives here. I'll go knock on the door!" There was a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his voice, as if he was looking forward to the prologue of the story that was about to unfold.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly and shook his head. "No, there's no need to rush now that we're here. It's too early now, and it would be bad to disturb their rest. Let's wait here for a while." His voice was calm and firm, as if he had already understood the flow of time and the rhythm of life.

The two stood quietly in front of the house, without any words, but it seemed as if they were having a silent conversation. The air around them was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees, and occasionally a few bird calls came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

As time went by, the sun gradually became warmer, shining on the two people, bringing a hint of warmth. Zhong Yuemin's eyes always stayed on the house, as if he was looking for some familiar traces. Li Wenbo looked at his watch from time to time, and it was obvious that his anxiety was rising.

Finally, the door of the house slowly opened, and a woman in a plain long dress appeared at the door. There was a hint of surprise on her face, and when she saw the two people outside the door, she immediately smiled.

"Mr. Li, when did you come here?" The woman obviously knew Li Wenbo.

"We have been here for a long time. We were afraid of disturbing your rest, so we have been waiting for you to open the door. The person next to me is Mr. Zhong."

"Hello, Mr. Zhong!" The woman hurriedly greeted Zhong Yuemin.

Li Wenbo explained to Zhong Yuemin, "Mr. Zhong, this lady is Miss Qin's nanny."

"Hello! Is Qin Ling up yet?"

The nanny looked at Zhong Yuemin with curiosity, wondering who this person is. Li Wenbo had to call Mr. Li Miss Qin! This person actually called her by her name. However, she didn't dare to ask. "Get up, I'll take you there."

Zhong Yuemin and Li Wenbo walked into the spacious room. Four tall female bodyguards came up to him immediately after seeing Li Wenbo. A trace of respect flashed in their eyes and they shouted in a loud voice, "Mr. Li, Mr. Li!" Li Wenbo smiled and nodded in response.

However, Zhong Yuemin seemed to be in another world, his eyes shuttled through the crowd, looking for that familiar figure. His heartbeat slightly accelerated, as if there was an invisible force pulling him.

On the other side of the room, Qin Ling was sitting quietly, with a cold temperament between her eyebrows, as if she was out of tune with this world. She was immersed in her own thoughts, and suddenly felt a strange breath. She looked up and met Zhong Yuemin's inquiring eyes.

Qin Ling was stunned at first, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by a smile. She stood up and walked towards Zhong Yuemin, with a faint smile on her lips, and asked gently, "Why are you here?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Qin Ling, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath, as if to suppress all the chaotic thoughts, and then replied with a smile. "What do you think? You've made me suffer so much!"

The two people's eyes met in the air, as if there was an invisible force flowing between them. The atmosphere in the room seemed to become subtle at this moment, and the four bodyguards and nannies stood aside, quietly observing all this, with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in their eyes.

Unfortunately, Li Wenbo didn't give them any chance. He called them over and said, "You guys have worked hard during this period. I will give you three days off."

A few people were stunned for a moment, then joy flashed in their eyes and they said in unison, "Thank you, Mr. Li." They left happily, leaving Li Wenbo standing there alone.

He stepped aside, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, waiting for Zhong Yuemin's instructions. After a while, a bodyguard named Xiaomei came to a place not far from Li Wenbo and waited with him.

Li Wenbo asked curiously, "Xiaomei, they all went out to play, why didn't you go?"

Xiaomei smiled and replied, "Mr. Li, you and the gentleman inside are not familiar with this place. I will stay to see if there is anything I can do to help you, such as driving a car, showing you the way, or some other trivial matters."

Li Wenbo looked at her with appreciation and nodded. "Xiaomei, you are very good. Work hard and perform well. The person inside is our big boss. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xiaomei's eyes flashed with determination, and she answered respectfully, "Thank you for your teachings, Mr. Li. I will definitely perform well."

Li Wenbo nodded, without saying anything more, just continued to wait silently. He knew very well that opportunities always come to those who are prepared, and people like Xiaomei who can take the initiative to help are exactly what he values.

At this time, a loud cry of a child broke the tranquility of the early morning. Qin Ling hurried over, picked up the crying little girl, and rocked her gently, trying to calm her down. "Xiaoyu! Don't cry, look who's here to see us. Look, do you know who this is?" Qin Ling pointed at Zhong Yuemin standing at the door, hoping that Xiaoyu could divert her attention because of the new face.

Unfortunately, the little girl didn't buy it and continued to cry. Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin came over and stretched out his hand. "Let me hold you."

Qin Ling gently handed the little girl over, and Zhong Yuemin gently took Xiaoyu and held her tightly in his arms. I don't know if it's because of the blood connection or something else, the little girl really stopped crying. She widened her eyes and looked at this new face curiously.

Qin Ling saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You are a heartless little thing. I usually coax you for a long time but you don't get better. But when he comes, you become quiet." Qin Ling's words were full of pampering and helplessness.

"You don't know this, right? My daughter is my father's sweetheart."

"Come on! This is my daughter. It has nothing to do with you."

"That doesn't count."

"Why not? Do you know the girl's last name? What's her name?"

"Does it matter?"

"You, you, you, let me tell you, my daughter's name is Qin Shiyu, and she has my last name."

Zhong Yuemin laughed when he heard it, and laughed unrestrainedly. Qin Ling asked angrily, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

"Qin Ling's little wife said she had nothing to do with me, but she was actually very honest."

"What do you mean?"

"Why does my daughter's name contain the word 'poetry'?"

Qin Ling, a woman who was usually calm and self-sustaining, was hit on the spot and instantly turned red in the face. She widened her clear eyes and stared at Zhong Yuemin in front of her, as if she wanted to see through him.

"I'll make you laugh, I'll make you laugh at me!" Qin Ling said coquettishly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. She put her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry, but her twinkling eyes revealed a bit of shyness and expectation.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but laugh. He knew Qin Ling's temper very well, and knew that although she looked strong on the outside, she was a gentle and kind woman on the inside. He shook his head gently, with a teasing smile on his lips.

"Okay, okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore." Zhong Yuemin compromised. He stretched out his hand to comfort Qin Ling, but she pushed him away.

"Don't think I'll forgive you just because you said that!" Qin Ling pouted and snorted coquettishly. She turned her back to Zhong Yuemin and stopped looking at him, but her shoulders were shaking slightly, obviously trying to suppress her emotions.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin's heart softened. He walked to Qin Ling, holding the little girl in one hand and Qin Ling in the other, and said softly, "Don't be angry, it's my fault. I won't dare to make fun of you again."

Qin Ling heard this and turned around, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She looked at Zhong Yuemin with a smug smile on her face, as if to say, "Let's see if you dare to make me angry again in the future!"

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became relaxed. Zhong Yuemin looked at Xiao Shiyu with a warm smile on his face. Looking at this little life, an inexplicable feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

On this day, the three of them spent a happy time together. When Xiao Shiyu woke up, Zhong Yuemin held her in his arms. Qin Ling was busy preparing lunch. Their laughter and conversations intertwined with Xiao Shiyu's crying, forming a warm and harmonious picture.

The night deepened, and the moonlight was like a silk thread, quietly sprinkled on the window lattice. Xiao Shiyu had fallen into a sweet dream, her small body rising and falling slightly under the quilt, her breathing even and peaceful. In the room, there was only a soft table lamp emitting warm light, illuminating the subtle atmosphere between Qin Ling and Zhong Yuemin.

Qin Ling sat on the bed, her hands tightly clasped together, a faint blush on her face. She secretly raised her eyes to look at Zhong Yuemin, who was leaning leisurely against the head of the bed with a playful smile on his lips. Zhong Yuemin's eyes moved around Qin Ling, as if he was appreciating her rare shyness.

"Qin Ling, we are an old couple, there is nothing for you to be shy about." Zhong Yuemin's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of teasing.

Qin Ling's blush deepened when she heard that. She glared at Zhong Yuemin in reproach and said dissatisfiedly, "Bah! Who is calling you an old married woman? You even called me your little wife during the day. Then go find your first wife!" After that, she turned her head away and no longer looked at Zhong Yuemin.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin laughed, stood up and walked to Qin Ling, gently holding her hand and holding her shoulders. Zhong Yuemin's eyes were gentle and affectionate, as if they could melt all the hard defenses of the heart. "Okay, don't be angry. I was just joking. In my heart, you will always be the most special one."

Qin Ling heard this, and the dissatisfaction in her heart dissipated a little. She raised her head, looked into Zhong Yuemin's eyes, and asked softly. "Really? Do you really think I'm special?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Of course it's true. Your kindness, your strength, and your beauty all deeply attract me. It is my greatest luck to meet you in this life."

Qin Ling listened to Zhong Yuemin's words, and a warm current surged in her heart. She gently leaned on Zhong Yuemin's shoulder, feeling the warmth and closeness between each other. The two sat quietly like this, enjoying this rare tranquility and sweetness.

The night was as dark as ink, and the lights in the room seemed to be shyly dimmed, creating a hazy and mysterious atmosphere for them. Zhong Yuemin's hands began to become dishonest, gently wandering around Qin Ling's waist, and Qin Ling seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, his eyes began to blur, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Their bodies gradually approached each other, and their breaths intertwined, as if forming a unique melody. Zhong Yuemin looked at Qin Ling affectionately, his eyes full of desire and tenderness. And Qin Ling also gradually relaxed his body under the gaze of this gaze, allowing himself to sink into this deep affection.

Their lips touched lightly, as if they were electrocuted, causing a tingling sensation. Zhong Yuemin gently kissed Qin Ling, from the forehead to the cheek, and then to the seductive red lips. Their kiss became deeper and more lingering, as if they wanted to absorb each other's souls into their bodies.

At this moment, they merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. Their bodies pressed tightly together, as if they were about to merge into one. Their heartbeats were particularly clear in the quiet night, as if testifying to their deep love.

Their hearts also blended in this lingering, and their emotions were sublimated in the silent communication. They seemed to be able to feel each other's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and understand each other's every look and movement. Their feelings reached their peak at this moment, as if the whole world only had the two of them.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and their world was filled with only each other's breath and heartbeats. They enjoyed this beauty to the fullest, as if they wanted to freeze this moment in their hearts forever.

Finally, their passion gradually subsided, but their eyes were still full of love and satisfaction. They hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to treasure this deep affection forever.

As the night deepened, a warm and sweet atmosphere filled the room. Xiao Shiyu smacked her lips gently in her dream, as if she was also sending blessings to this beautiful relationship.