Chapter 50: Angry?

“Taking revenge for me?” Shang Moting asked, “How do you plan to do that?”

Lin Ting replied, “We’ll talk about that once we catch the person.”

“I’ve already caught them,” Shang Moting said.

“It’s not me,” Lin Ting said.

“Did I say it was you?” Shang Moting retorted.

Lin Ting pursed her lips and fell silent.

Shang Moting said, “Tell me how you would get revenge for me. I want to hear your ideas, just for reference.”

Lin Ting thought for a moment and said, “If I caught someone that formidable, I’d give her a sum of money and keep her for myself.”

Shang Moting chuckled.

Lin Ting continued, “Do you think that’s too ordinary?”

Shang Moting said nothing.

Lin Ting sat at the edge of the bed, put down her phone, crossed her legs, and said, “If you think that way, you’re gravely mistaken.”

Shang Moting listened quietly, curious to hear what she would come up with.

“Keep her, but don’t let her do anything. Don’t give her any chance to showcase her talents. Then insult her with money—constantly insult her with money!” Lin Ting’s voice turned fierce. “Make her labor unworthy of the money she receives.”

Shang Moting narrowed his eyes.

“That’s an insult to her character,” Lin Ting said. “Such an insult strikes the soul. It’s far worse than any physical torture.”

Shang Moting listened to her cunning methods.

He stepped forward, cupped her chin with his thumb and forefinger, and made her look up at him.

Lin Ting’s lips were slightly puckered as he held her cheek.

She frowned at him.

A smile curved Shang Moting’s lips. “But I only like physical torture.”

Lin Ting raised her hand and grasped his wrist.

Shang Moting’s shadow loomed over her like a demon.

“What do you think is the best way to deal with a hacker?” Shang Moting asked.

Lin Ting instinctively tightened her fingers.

He glanced at her hand gripping his wrist, then smiled and said, “Crush each of his fingers one by one, so he’ll never touch a keyboard again.”

Lin Ting looked at him.

She felt that Shang Moting would really do that to someone.

“Then... pull out his tongue,” Shang Moting stared into her eyes, “so he’ll never speak again.”

“Finally, smash open his head...”

Before he could finish, Lin Ting pushed him.

Shang Moting staggered back a step, releasing her chin.

Lin Ting said, “You scared me.”

Shang Moting smiled. “I wasn’t talking about you. Why are you afraid?”

“I just don’t like urban legends like this, okay?” Lin Ting said.

Shang Moting looked at her pouting little face, then took a step closer and pinched her chin to make her look at him. “Are you angry?”

Lin Ting looked away, unwilling to meet his gaze.

“Really angry?” Shang Moting pressed.

Lin Ting let out a soft hum.

Shang Moting pinched her cute, puffed-up cheeks, then let go and pulled a velvet pouch from his pocket.

Lin Ting looked at him.

Shang Moting said, “For you.”

Lin Ting took it, opened the pouch, and pulled out a bracelet.

Six purple diamonds were set in a linked chain.

Super rare purple diamonds.

Not to mention the bracelet, even one of those diamonds was worth nine figures.

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