Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 127: The Crippling Blow

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: The Crippling Blow

Song Xiaodong stood up and walked directly towards Miao Qingqing, saying, "You say what you think I want to do?"

Miao Qingqing retreated in a panic, urgently saying, "Don’t mess around, I admit I used you, but I was asking for your help, not using you to do bad things."

Song Xiaodong pressed forward again and said, "Well, I don’t care about that; all I know is that I’m supposed to be your boyfriend now. Besides, you said you had already booked the room. If I don’t do anything, wouldn’t that be letting down your good intentions?"

"You... I didn’t mean that, ah, back off, back off! If you keep this up, I’m going to call for help," Miao Qingqing said as she moved back, but her legs bumped into the bed, and she could retreat no further.

Song Xiaodong lifted his hand and tilted Miao Qingqing’s chin, saying, "Qingqing, there’s just you and me here now, so you don’t need to be so reserved, right?"

"You... what do you mean?" Miao Qingqing leaned back with force, her eyes filled with even more panic, then she fell onto the bed with a thud.

"Heh heh..." Song Xiaodong chuckled mischievously, bracing his hands on either side of Miao Qingqing’s neck, and said, "You’re quite charming like this, playing hard to get."

"I’m not..."

"Not? Yet you fall back onto the bed? Aren’t you just waiting for me?" Song Xiaodong said as he leaned down, his mouth moving towards Miao Qingqing’s lips.

"Ah!" Just as Song Xiaodong’s lips were about to touch Miao Qingqing’s, he let out a sudden scream and rolled onto the side of her body, both hands clutching his groin.

Miao Qingqing jumped down from the bed at once, pointing angrily at Song Xiaodong and shouting, "Song Xiaodong, I knew you had no shame, but I never thought you would do something like this! You are nothing but a hooligan."

"You..." Song Xiaodong was drawing in cool breaths. Just when he had been feeling smug, Miao Qingqing had given him a knee to his lineage, striking his groin. If not for his swift reaction and shifting to the side, he would have been hit right in the vitals, and he truly would have been cut off from progeny. Even so, that knee had caused him considerable pain.

"What ’you’? You’ve really disappointed me!" Miao Qingqing fumed as she glared at Song Xiaodong.

After taking a couple of deep breaths, Song Xiaodong said, "Disappointed my ass! We were together like that two years ago, and now you’ve booked a room again. How could you not expect me to get the wrong idea? If you didn’t intend to rekindle our past, then you shouldn’t have booked a room."

"Two years ago... you think I’m the same person from two years ago?" Miao Qingqing’s face was suddenly lined with frustration, and she instantly understood why Song Xiaodong was so bold. She glared at him fiercely and said, "How many times have I told you? I am not that person. Why do you keep insisting that I am?"

"You really aren’t?" Song Xiaodong asked, looking at Miao Qingqing with doubt.

"Nonsense, of course I’m not. Did Miao Xuanxuan make up stories about me to you again?" Miao Qingqing asked with resentment.

"Damn, it seems I’ve made a mistake. There! I took that blow for nothing," Song Xiaodong said, utterly frustrated.

Seeing Song Xiaodong’s pained expression, Miao Qingqing felt less angry and stepped forward, asking, "Are you okay?"

"Okay or not, what can I do about it now? It’s already happened," Song Xiaodong replied glumly.

Miao Qingqing’s lips curled into a smirk, and then she suddenly let out a chuckle, saying, "Serves you right, after the way you treated me just now."

"Get me some water to drink; I’m in so much pain," Song Xiaodong struggled to sit up.

Miao Qingqing took a bottle of mineral water and extended it halfway to Song Xiaodong before retracting it to open the cap herself, and then handed it to him.

Song Xiaodong gulped down half a bottle of mineral water in one go, which made him feel a bit better. With a smile on her face, Miao Qingqing asked, "Feeling better now?"

"I guess, I’m not going to die anyway."

Seeing that the anguish on Song Xiaodong’s face had lessened, Miao Qingqing knew it probably wasn’t too serious and said, "Alright, we were both at fault. Don’t be mad at me anymore."

"How dare I be mad at you? You are the precious daughter of a wealthy family."

Unable to contain her amusement, Miao Qingqing said, "What’s with the sarcasm? Fine, you are my savior, and even if you bully me, I shouldn’t fight back."

Song Xiaodong looked at Miao Qingqing and said, "You said it, not me. Don’t regret it later."

"Hey, hey, hey, is that really okay with you? I was just being polite, are you seriously considering doing anything?" Miao Qingqing immediately stepped back, wrapping her arms around her chest.

Song Xiaodong chuckled mischievously, his expression full of innuendo, "Well, that’s hard to say. With such a beautiful moment, in such a wonderful environment, and a stunning beauty right here, if I don’t do something, wouldn’t that make me less than a beast?"

Suddenly, Miao Qingqing puffed out her chest and glared, saying, "Come on then, you’re welcome to try. Unless you’re not afraid of becoming... a eunuch."

Song Xiaodong smirked devilishly and said, "Do you really think you still have a chance like that now?"

Miao Qingqing suddenly remembered the time when Song Xiaodong saved her. Those two thugs with guns hadn’t done much to him, and in front of Song Xiaodong, she was like a little white rabbit facing a big grey wolf.

Yet at this moment, Miao Qingqing was not showing any signs of fear and said, "Alright, stop scaring me. I know you’re not that kind of person."

"Oh? Haven’t you always thought of me as a shameless, despicable man?" Song Xiaodong looked at Miao Qingqing somewhat perplexed.

"Hmph, although you are a bit shameless and a bit despicable, you at least have some limits. At least that day when you saved me, you didn’t actually do anything to me."

"That’s because I saw you all covered in blood, and it didn’t feel romantic at all," Song Xiaodong felt annoyed. Being called a good person by a woman felt like receiving a ’nice guy’ card, which was absolutely a disgrace for a man.

Miao Qingqing chuckled lightly and said, "Let’s not talk about this. Are you going to help me or not? I’ve already promised them, and if you don’t help me, I’ll be in a really awkward position."

"No, I won’t help. There’s no benefit to me, and just now you bumped into me. If I help you again, I’d feel really stupid."

Miao Qingqing stared into Song Xiaodong’s eyes and asked, "So, what do you want in order to help me with this favor?"

Staring back at Miao Qingqing, Song Xiaodong spoke deliberately, "I should get some sort of benefit, right?"

"A benefit? What do you want?"

"Well... it’s quite simple... as long as you... give me..." Song Xiaodong intentionally drew out his words, his gaze wandering over Miao Qingqing’s body.

Miao Qingqing felt unnerved by Song Xiaodong’s look and said, "You... don’t go too far. I told you, I’m not the same woman you knew two years ago, and I absolutely won’t do the same things. Don’t get any ideas about me."