My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 707 - 0707: So Fast?

Chapter 707: Chapter 0707: So Fast?

Tang Ming, holding the room card expressionlessly, walked into the elevator, while the decoy’s little face flushed with shame, her manner awkward.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and follow me to the room," Tang Ming urged impatiently.

"Okay, fine."

Tang Ming hurriedly entered the elevator, his heartbeat uncontrollably quickening. This kid was still hot-tempered, coming to book a room in broad daylight, but what exactly did he want—to administer an IV, have a one-night stand, or did he want me to be his long-term paramour? What should I do?

After entering the prepared room, Tang Ming ordered, without turning his head: "Go lie on the bed; I need to prepare."

"Ah? Don’t we need to take a bath first?" Tang Ming followed into the private room, asking nervously. Going straight to the point was too awkward, and besides, this was someone’s first time, shouldn’t it be romantic?

"Cut the chatter, there’s no need for all that," Tang Ming huffed impatiently.

"Okay, fine."

Seeing how Tang Ming was so insensitive, the decoy dared not defy him and obediently went into the bedroom, sitting anxiously on the bed while waiting.

"What did he mean he needs to prepare something?"

The decoy stared blankly at the bedroom door, her mind racing with wild thoughts.

Could it be an aphrodisiac? Young men of this age already have abundant vigor, yet he still needs medicinal assistance; is this the rhythm of trying to kill me?

Or maybe he wants to try some perverse games? It’s very likely, a lot of rich young masters like all sorts of deviant ways but poor me, my first time, and I’m about to be destroyed like this.

"Sigh! Whatever."

After her frantic musings, the decoy resigned herself to fate, having wronged others first, and now whatever their retribution, she could only endure it.

Having made peace with the situation, the decoy, her face flushed, stripped off her clothes until only her undergarments remained, then slipped under the quilt, waiting for whatever was to come.

A moment later, Tang Ming entered the bedroom with a silver needle, looking at the clothes scattered on the floor with puzzlement before eyeing Tang Ming, who was shivering under the quilt: "Why did you take off your clothes?"

"Ah, wasn’t it you who told me to wait on the bed?"

With his face blushing to his ears, Tang Ming lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with Tang Ming.

"I told you to wait, not to take off your clothes," Tang Ming said, rolling his eyes and walking to the bed. "Lie down flat."

"What, what are you planning to do?"

The decoy, while flattening her body, looked nervously at the silver needle in Tang Ming’s hand, images of needle pricking skin flashing through her mind, confirming him as a complete pervert.

"I want to see your secrets."

Muttering to himself, Tang Ming took a silver needle and poked it into a spot on Tang Ming’s head.

"Ah!"

The decoy screamed, then lost consciousness.

Tang Ming ignored her cry, and with a flurry of his hands, quickly inserted several silver needles into various points on her head.

The reason Tang Ming spared this decoy was not because he coveted her beauty or had any sentimental thoughts, but because he had a way to retrieve the parts of this woman’s erased memory. He had not explained this at the police station, not wanting to draw attention, and the station wasn’t the right place for such action. Otherwise, Lin Xue might think he was harming the decoy.

Although Tang Ming’s medical skill was incapable of fully restoring Tang Ming’s erased memories, he had a way to ask for the content of those vanished memories.

Brain cells have a storage function; these cells and the nervous system work together as a whole. Someone had poisoned this woman, damaging some of her nerves and cells, resulting in memory loss. However, Tang Ming could use hypnosis to interrogate and find out the desired information from other cells.

"What’s your name?"

After finishing with the needles, Tang Ming pulled over a chair and sat at the head of the bed, asking softly.

"My name is Tang Ming."

Tang Ming closed his eyes and mechanically began to speak.

Tang Ming frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Who are your parents?"

"I don’t know who my parents are, I’m an orphan, and I grew up in the Tianyang Orphanage in Songlan City."

At these words, Tang Ming’s mouth twitched. This was too much of a coincidence.

This woman actually turned out to be the Tang Ming from Tianyang Orphanage, which meant that the middle-aged couple who visited the orphanage looking for their daughter years ago were the biological parents of the woman standing before him.

"No way, talk about a coincidence. I wonder if that couple left any contact information."

Tang Ming sighed, getting to the point, "Can you recall who it was that had you design the fraud against Tang Ming?"

"I don’t know who he is, I just know he is called Sun Shao and is quite influential in the provincial city."

Tang Ming furrowed his brows and responded uncertainly.

"Sun Shao?"

Tang Ming paused, recalling carefully. It seemed that the only person in the provincial city who had a grudge against him and had the surname Sun was Sun Zhuangjia. Could it be that guy scheming against him?

"What does this Sun Shao look like? Does he have any distinctive physical characteristics?" Tang Ming continued his interrogation.

"He..."

Tang Ming moved her lips and then showed a pained expression, "I can’t remember clearly."

"All right, then don’t think about it."

Tang Ming swiftly pressed his hand against Tang Ming’s temple. The woman’s memory had been severely damaged; forcing her to recall the man’s appearance wouldn’t yield any answers and would only cause further damage to her existing consciousness.

Afterward, Tang Ming removed the silver needle from Tang Ming’s head and said softly, "Get a good night’s sleep, and you’ll be fine when you wake up."

"Mm." Tang Ming nodded and soon her breathing became even as she slipped into deep sleep.

"Sun Shao? Is it really Sun Zhuangjia, someone else from the Sun Family, or just someone with the surname Sun?"

Tang Ming stood up, his face filled with uncertainty as he walked out, knowing only that the person’s surname was Sun but not the true identity of the person behind the scenes.

Just as he was about to reach the door, Tang Ming’s eyebrows twitched as he quickly moved behind it, sensing that someone was eavesdropping outside the bedroom.

"Someone is secretly watching this woman, I want to see who you are."

Cold light flickered in Tang Ming’s eyes as he fiercely pulled the doorknob open.

"Aaaaah," three figures stumbled directly into the bedroom.

"What... are you doing?"

Tang Ming looked at the three people in front of him with bewilderment, two men and one woman—or more precisely, one man, one woman, and one who was neither.

"Cough cough, Brother Ming, you’re done so soon?"

Zhou Dafu glanced around the room at the scattered clothes, awkwardly stood up, and pulled up Moli, who had a slightly flushed face.

"It’s done."

Tang Ming nodded, looking puzzled at Zhou Dafu and his companions, "The question is, what are you all doing here?"

"Hehe, we wanted to know what Brother Tang Ming was up to," said Chen Cang, lying on the ground, picking up a purple bra. "Wow! Look at the size of this. Not a small chest by any means, almost catching up to Xiao Li’s gear."

"What do you mean?"

Tang Ming’s brows furrowed, and then he reacted abruptly, glaring and shouting, "Don’t you all get any ideas, get out of here immediately."