FRGNM -Chapter 62 Beg Me

Ling Ruoxi immediately stepped forward, standing between the two men. “I’m begging you both—stop fighting! I know who I like!”

Turning her head toward Huangfu Xuan, she said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Huangfu Xuan. Thank you for liking me. I do enjoy being cared for, but I only see you as a brother, as a friend—not a lover. I could live or die for you, but not like that. Do you understand?”

“I understand.” He knew that kind of bond well. He had once blocked Ling Huiru’s attacks to protect her, had been ready to die for her. And she had risked everything to save him. The desperate scream, the hopeless eyes, the grief-stricken expression—he swore he would never let her feel such pain again.

Then, looking at Luo Mingyu, Ling Ruoxi raised her brows and smiled. “As for you? Absolutely impossible. I have no interest in useless narcissists like you, strutting around all day. Don’t think I’ll like you just because you’re the Young Master of Qiongyu. And just so you know, Yizhui and Yimeng calling you ‘dad’ is their business—I do not acknowledge it.”

“You!” Luo Mingyu’s handsome face twisted in fury. He almost forcibly pulled Ling Ruoxi into his arms, his voice cold and low. “What do you mean you don’t acknowledge it? Have I been too good to you these past few days? Don’t worry—I’ll make you admit it.”

“Hey…” Before he could finish, both men who had been standing in the arena vanished in an instant, moving so fast that no one could react in time.

Wiping sweat from his forehead, Nangong Qin finally exhaled in relief. Luckily, Luo Mingyu hadn’t lost his temper, or everyone present would be doomed. “Then, the Hunting Conference officially begins. All Dou Qi practitioners, prepare yourselves.”

Under the golden sunlight, the red figure stood tall, a faint smile tinged with hatred in his eyes. Another figure smiled coldly, their eyes meeting in the air, sparks of rivalry igniting everywhere.

“I’m ready,” Huangfu Xuan said, clenching his fists and casually lifting his head to look at the mountains ahead. “Let’s settle this once and for all. Xiao Yuan, if we die in the mountains and it looks like monsters did it, no one will ever know, right?”

“Hmph. Not bad. But this time, I won’t lose!” The sharp glint in his eyes burned fiercely, his aura blazing—an unstoppable Dou Qi energy. This time, no one would back down.

Meanwhile, Luo Mingyu roughly threw Ling Ruoxi onto the bare ground. Her butt hurt from hitting the hard surface, and she rubbed it angrily.

“What the hell?!” she gritted her teeth, glaring at him. To do this in front of everyone? How wicked!

Brushing her hair aside, Luo Mingyu crouched and smiled. “Didn’t I say? I want you to admit it—I’m your man!”

“Wha—ugh!” Ling Ruoxi screamed in pain as he bent down and bit her lips. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth—it was unbearable.

The culprit chuckled and snapped her silken belt in half.

Seeing his wicked expression, Ling Ruoxi immediately realized the danger, screamed, and rolled to the side. “Luo Mingyu, I’m warning you—stop this, or I’ll scream!”

“Go ahead, scream! Might as well attract them all and see how embarrassed you’ll be. Besides, isn’t Huangfu Xuan interested in you? I’ll let him see your charms too.” Smirking, Luo Mingyu reached for her hands to tie them.

Ling Ruoxi wasn’t stupid. Waiting for him to come closer, she slammed her hands onto the ground and shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

“Oh? So you’re physically stronger than I thought,” Luo Mingyu said with a faint smile, casually stepping after her. His silver-white figure moved through the mountains as if strolling in his private garden.

Ling Ruoxi ran in a panic, glancing back at the man following closely behind. Just a meter behind her, and her scalp nearly exploded, yet she had no way to stop him.

“Stop!” She panted, wiping sweat from her face. “What exactly are you trying to do? There’s no DNA test or anything. How can you be sure I’m the mother? Maybe it’s someone else, maybe it’s a coincidence!”

“Foolish woman, you’re talking nonsense again. Do you think I’d forget the mark on your back?” Luo Mingyu smirked, pressing his hand against her spine. He remembered the pattern clearly—from the bamboo forest and even that time in the bathhouse. Only she had ever entered that sealed area that night. Who else could it have been?

He had always maintained his integrity, never seeking other women. His heart only belonged to her.

Suddenly, the silken belt wrapped tightly around her wrists, cutting into her skin. Ling Ruoxi grimaced. “Luo Mingyu, let go! Do you think it’s fun to tie up a woman? Are you even a man? If I were a Zizun, I’d slap you dead already!”

“Then come at me. But right now, I want you to admit it—you need me, not the other way around.” Luo Mingyu smiled faintly, caressing her cheek, his pride evident.

Meanwhile, Yizhui yawned, rubbing his eyes and holding Yimeng’s hand. “Mommy and Daddy left us here. Yimeng, are you bored?”

“Yeah, Yizhui, let’s go find Mommy,” Yimeng replied, rubbing his head.

“They said they were going hunting. Let’s see where,” Yizhui said, grabbing Yimeng’s hand, and they dashed off.

By the time the embassy staff noticed the children missing, it was already the next day.

The woman in pale yellow clothes followed them into an alley. “Ah! What are you doing, you bad woman!”

“You’re going to pay, Dad!” But before she could finish, the two children collapsed unconscious.

“Hmph. Finally got my chance, these two little things!” Ling Huiru spat and smiled coldly.

A black-clad figure stood nearby, playing with a dagger, eyes fixed on Ling Huiru. “Ling Ruoxi is still in the hunting grounds. We can’t enter. Take care of these two for now. Once she comes out, our ace is ready—she won’t resist then.”

“Hahaha, when that day comes, I’ll really torment that little brat!” Ling Huiru’s eyes glinted coldly as she clenched her fists.

A light breeze rose on the mountain. Luo Mingyu, who had already set up surrounding arrays, watched Ling Ruoxi struggle. Her flushed body, the sound of her quickened breaths—it nearly drove him insane.

But he wasn’t in a rush. That slight discomfort was bearable. His rough hands grazed her snow-like skin, hitting sensitive spots, sending electric currents through her, mixing Dou Qi into her body. The ice-fire sensation was unbearable to ordinary people.

Sweat soaked her body, hair stuck to her jade-like skin. Her legs were already wet, her body flushed, like in a sauna, every part tingling. She tensed, avoiding eye contact with him.

“How about it? Still won’t admit I’m your man? Just say you want me, say I’m yours, and I’ll give it to you right away,” Luo Mingyu teased, gently caressing her jaw.

“Get lost! You’re a total pervert!” Ling Ruoxi nearly kicked him. In this remote mountain, he shamelessly stripped her and himself!

Yet Luo Mingyu, a master of seduction, already knew her body, her sensitive points better than she did. Even a casual touch overwhelmed her.

“I’m a pervert, shameless, and I’m not leaving. Your little mouth is merciless when cursing,” Luo Mingyu chuckled, leaning down to kiss her lips. “Tell me—who am I?”

“Pervert!”

“Who am I to you?”

“You’re nothing to me!”