Even though she was about to be insulted by Zhang Desheng, Zhao Wanting held back her tears.

But when the door of the conference room was kicked open, the thin young man appeared in front of her. Zhao Wanting trembled all over and could no longer control her tears. They kept falling down her cheeks.

"It's him. It's really him..."

Zhao Wanting's heart, which was originally shrouded in despair, seemed to be bathed in warm sunshine at this time, which made her want to take off her guard and complain about her pain and grievance like a woman.

Just as Ye Ling and Zhao Wanting looked at each other, Zhang Desheng frowned slightly and said coldly, "Boy, who are you? Who allowed you to break in? Get out of here!"

In the face of Zhang Desheng's scolding, Ye Ling acted as if he didn't hear her. He just looked at Zhao Wanting quietly.

Looking at the tears rolling down her delicate face, Ye Ling felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Logically speaking, he didn't know Zhao Wanting. Even if he had sex with her, he should be drunk. In this way, he should have no other emotions except guilt.

But in the past five years, Ye Ling had been looking for news about Zhao Wanting. Unknowingly, this woman, who only had a bad relationship with him, had quietly occupied his heart.

He took a deep breath, reached out to Zhao Wanting, and said softly, "I'll take you out of here."

Zhao Wanting's face was full of tears, but she did not hold Ye Ling's hand. Instead, she shook her head and retreated.

Because only she knew how she had lived these years since that night five years ago when this man had forcibly taken her and made her pregnant.

She sneered and spoke coldly, like a blade that was everywhere, cutting into her heart again and again. When she was in front of outsiders, she pretended to be strong. Only when she was alone, would she let her tears fall silently and painfully.

If it weren't for her daughter, she might have been unable to hold on any longer and left this world.

Now that she had managed to survive, the devil-like man had once again barged into her life.

She did have a complicated feeling for him, but it did not mean that she would forgive him for his mistakes.

Perhaps it was because of Ye Ling's disregard, or it was also because he had heard Ye Ling trying to take Zhao Wanting away, Zhang Desheng was instantly enraged. He shouted in a deep voice, "Little bastard, you're pretending to be deaf for me, aren't you? You don't understand what I mean by telling you to get out of here, do you? Good... good, come on, break this guy's leg and throw him out!"

"Yes, boss!"

Hearing Zhang Desheng's order, the two tall bodyguards responded and pounced on Ye Ling at the same time.

In the eyes of the crowd, the thin Ye Ling and the tall and strong bodyguards were not at the same level. Zhao Wanting's eyes suddenly widened. She seemed to have seen Ye Ling being pushed to the ground and broken his leg like a chicken being caught by them.

It turned out that the two sides were indeed not at the same level.

Before the two bodyguards could even touch the corner of Ye Ling's clothes, they heard two "bang bang" sounds, just like the door that had been kicked open. Like a kite with a broken string, the two bodyguards flew seven or eight meters away and heavily smashed into the wall. Only then did they fall to the ground like two pieces of rotten flesh.

Their chests were obviously sunken, and their ribs should have all been broken. They had completely passed out, and their mouths were constantly spitting out blood.

"How... how is this possible?!"

Looking at the incredible scene in front of him, Zhang Desheng showed a frightened expression. But before he could react, he saw Ye Ling walking toward him with a cold expression.

Zhang Desheng exclaimed, kept stepping back, and said in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do? I warn you, don't come over. Do you know who I am? I am the boss of the Four Seas Group. No one in Zhong Hai City dares to offend me. If you dare to touch a strand of my hair, you will die!"

In the face of Zhang Desheng's threat, Ye Ling's face did not change. He just said lightly, "Is this your last words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Desheng was stunned and his whole face turned pale.

He couldn't believe that no one in Zhong Hai City had ever heard of his name.

Zhang Desheng's face changed. He was about to say something when he saw Ye Ling slowly lift his foot and gently kick Zhang Desheng's left calf as if he didn't exert any strength.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Zhang Desheng covered his left leg and calf. He twitched and collapsed to the ground, screaming like a ghost or a wolf.

"Where did this lunatic come from? How dare he hit people here? Come on, there's a lunatic here!"

Liu Meiyan, who seemed to have finally recovered from the shock, screamed in surprise when she saw Zhang Desheng rolling on the ground.

"Pa!"

Ye Ling casually threw a slap on Liu Meiyan's face and said coldly, "Shut up. It's so noisy!"

As the slap fell, Liu Meiyan fell to the ground. She covered her swollen face and stared blankly at Ye Ling, as if she could not believe that she had been beaten by a guy of unknown origin.

At this time, only Ye Ling and Zhao Wanting were still standing in the conference room. Looking at the figures everywhere, Zhao Wanting also widened her eyes in surprise.

Ye Ling walked up to Zhao Wanting and said again, "I'll take you out of here."

Zhao Wanting came to her senses and shook her head stubbornly. She bit her lip and said, "No!"

Although Ye Ling's appearance saved her from despair, she could not forgive what Ye Ling had done to her.

Looking at Zhao Wanting, who was crying, Ye Ling sighed helplessly. He reached out his hand, held Zhao Wanting in his arms, and strode out of the door.

"I've been looking for you for five years. At the same time, I've been missing you for five years. Now that I've finally found you, I'll never let you leave again!"

Zhao Wanting, who was held in Ye Ling's rough arms, seemed to have accepted her fate. She did not shout or struggle. She just let Ye Ling carry her out of the company.

But the tears that kept rolling down her cheeks seemed to describe her sadness at the moment.

Seeing the numb face of Zhao Wanting, who was like a puppet, Ye Ling's heart ached again. After walking out of the building of the company, he couldn't bear to let Zhao Wanting go.

He seemed to be at a loss. He said awkwardly, "I... I just want to make up for the grievances you and your daughter have suffered over the years. At least give me a chance, okay?"

Zhao Wanting slowly raised her head, and her eyes were no longer empty. They regained some luster, but she still bit her lips and did not say anything.

Ye Ling sighed slightly and said in a trembling voice, "Even if it's for my daughter, give me a chance."

Hearing this, Zhao Wanting's expression changed. She looked at Ye Ling with a complicated expression. After a long silence, she took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'll give you this opportunity, but I'll make it clear in advance that I haven't forgiven you. It's just because my daughter needs a father."

Looking at Zhao Wanting's stubborn expression, Ye Ling knew that she had suffered too much over the years. Not just a few words were enough to make her feel better.

But no matter what, at least he had found her now, and accompanying her was the best healing medicine. Ye Ling believed that one day, Zhao Wanting would open her heart to him.

Thinking of this, he said softly, "Thank you for your hard work..."

Zhao Wanting was stunned for a moment before she abruptly turned around, not allowing Ye Ling to see her tears flowing down again.