Chapter 88 Pinning Xie Li to the Ground and Beating Him Up

The veins on Yan Yu's forehead were faintly visible. He gritted his teeth and was furious. What he hated most in his life was being deceived, because those who were deceived were often the ones he had trusted sincerely.

If Xie Li were here, he feared he would lose control and tear him apart!

"Why? Why?! Xie Li, why?!" Yan Yu roared, slamming his fist hard on the table. The pain from his fist was very clear, a piercing pain, but he had no time to care about it at the moment.

He had only one thing on his mind: the Shen Jin he had been searching for had actually run away because of Xie Li. Not only did Xie Li hide it from him, but he even tried to lead people to chase after Shen Jin and smashed everything in his house!

When he returned, Xie Li's first reaction was to rush into his arms, hug him, and cry. He then made up a bunch of nonsense to deceive him, which moved him. Under his realistic acting, Xie Li couldn't help but believe his words!

And that wasn't enough. When he went to Chen Jin's dilapidated house to look for him, Xie Li had actually sent people to wait there beforehand. When he arrived, the two people made up a bunch of nonsense to deceive him, deceiving him again and again.

"Xie Li..." Yan Yu gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words, his eyes bloodshot. Even though his fists were hitting the table again and again, causing pain, it was no match for the burning anger in his heart. He was filled with a violent aura that he could not control.

He couldn't understand it. They had known each other for so many years, how could he not see through someone? He had even felt guilty for doubting Xie Li before, so he found this utterly ridiculous.

Xie Li must have thought he was incredibly easy to deceive, that he actually believed him and took his words seriously...

He's such an idiot.

This realization sent a sudden pang of pain through Yan Yu's chest. He slammed his fist on the table again, making a loud bang. Overwhelmed by rage, he couldn't help but curse, "Xie Li! You son of a bitch!"

Besides feeling deceived and fooled, he was also very disappointed. After all, this was the person who had saved his life when he was a child, and the person he had wanted to protect and liked for so many years. But now?

Everything seemed so ridiculous.

Before his emotions spiraled out of control, Yan Yu took a deep breath, went into the bathroom and took a cold shower to calm himself down. Afterwards, he stood alone in the corridor smoking.

The night was slightly cool, and the moonlight shone down.

He finished one cigarette after another, but the violent thought in Yan Yu's mind did not subside; on the contrary, it became even stronger—he especially wanted to pin Xie Li to the ground and beat him up, punching and kicking him repeatedly.

Otherwise, he won't be able to calm down!

But another thought roared hysterically, "Am I not good to you? Xie Li! Am I not good to you!"

What he least wanted to see was that the kindness he showed to others would eventually become something that person could use to deceive him. That would make Yan Yu feel that all the gentleness and kindness he had shown to others had been wasted!

"Damn it!" Yan Yu grew angrier the more he thought about it. Even standing there in the cold wind, he couldn't calm down and kept gritting his teeth. "Damn it!"

He kicked the chair next to him, which slammed into the wall with a loud bang, startling the sleeping servants in the villa. They thought a thief had broken in.

The startled maid rushed upstairs to check on Yan Yu, who was standing in the hallway with a sullen face. She was terrified and, fearing she would become his punching bag, cautiously called out, "Mr. Yan, what... what's wrong?"

Yan Yu, his face grim, glanced at the maid who rushed up, startling her instantly. Quick-witted, the maid said, "It's cold at night, Mr. Yan... you should go inside and rest quickly, otherwise Young Master Xie will worry..."

The servants in the villa were all on guard, and they all knew more or less about Yan Yu and Xie Li's affair. They were just trying to flatter him because he was angry, but this time their flattery backfired.

Instead of calming Yan Yu down, it only fueled his anger, making it burn even brighter. He immediately glared at her, kicked another chair hard, and yelled, "Don't defend this person in front of me!!"

The maid was startled, breaking out in a cold sweat. She didn't understand why he was so furious and quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, I...I was wrong, Mr. Yan, you..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Get downstairs!" Yan Yu angrily interrupted him before he could finish speaking. "If anyone comes up here to bother me again, I'll fucking cripple them!"

The maid was so frightened that her legs almost went weak, and she was covered in sweat. She swallowed hard, nodded hurriedly, and said in a very fast voice, "Okay, okay! We know, we know! We definitely won't come up and bother you!"

Upon hearing this, the servant didn't dare linger for a moment. She scrambled down the stairs and disappeared in an instant, as if she had never been there. Yan Yu was left standing alone in the stairwell, his eyes fixed on the dark night outside.

He practically wanted to rush over right now, drag Xie Li off the hospital bed, and beat him up! He wouldn't die anyway! Ever since he met Chen Jin, Xie Li had been threatening to die all the time; maybe he was just faking it!

Yan Yu walked back to his room. Passing by Xie Li's room, he paused for a moment, then used his key to open the door. He would never have done this before, but now he desperately wanted to know what Xie Li was still hiding from him.

However, after wandering around and casually flipping through the items, he couldn't find anything. Come to think of it, that person knew how to cover up his lies in various ways and keep him completely fooled; how could they possibly leave any evidence in his room?

While he was lost in thought, his phone, which was in his pocket, suddenly rang. He looked down and saw that it was Bai Yujin calling.

He felt that Bai Yujin had deliberately chosen this moment to call him just to embarrass him, and he was furious. But he still answered the phone and yelled, "What do you want now! Just say it! Don't give me any more nonsense!"

"How pathetic. You take your anger out on others just because your precious darling got angry with you?" Bai Yujin scoffed, unconcerned. "But President Yan, what are you planning to do now?"

Yan Yu was completely out of his mind, furious beyond measure, and lost all composure. He blurted out, "What's it to you! Do you want to make things worse now? Huh?"

"Don't take your unnecessary anger out on me. If you're so angry, go find Xie Li! What are you yelling at me for?!" Bai Yujin retorted without any mercy. "And don't always act like you're the victim. You deserve it, you idiot! Who's to blame now?!"

Bai Yujin's words were like a knife, suddenly stabbing into his chest, leaving a bloody mess and causing excruciating pain. The pain was inescapable; after a long silence, he finally screamed at the top of his lungs, "Who the hell are you calling an idiot?!"

Bai Yujin sneered, "You're stupid and dumb! You don't use your brain! You're used to being self-centered, and what you think is deep affection is just masochism!"

Bai Yujin: "Xie Li hasn't responded to you for so many years, maybe because he sees you being led around like a dog, constantly keeping you hanging on without replying, and then he even sabotages things, ruining so many things, and you're still foolishly thinking he's a treasure! Yes! Your precious treasure! Aren't you happy! Aren't you satisfied!"

Those words lashed at Yan Yu like a whip, his flesh feeling as if it were about to tear. He didn't even have the strength to stand, and after staggering a few steps, he roared like a wounded beast: "Bai! Yu! Jin!"

"You don't need to shout so loudly, I can hear you!" Bai Yujin continued to mock. "No matter how loud you yell, I'm still telling you, you're a complete idiot! You always tried to have your cake and eat it too, but who knew both of them would capsize! Your backyard is on fire! Now you're panicking and angry, huh? You deserve it, you deserve it!"

This was a shame Yan Yu had never experienced before, one that was driving him mad. His fingernails were digging into his palms, drawing blood, but he felt nothing. Instead, he relied on his last shred of reason to defend himself: "...You fucking bastard! Who said I wanted to have my cake and eat it too!"

Bai Yujin retorted angrily, "Nonsense! Of course it's you! Don't you realize it? You still think you're not wrong, huh?"

Disgusted, he roared back, "I didn't!"

"Oh, you don't have any? You still want to say that?" Bai Yujin was amused and annoyed, his voice becoming hoarse as he yelled at him, "You don't want to let go of Xie Li but you're still clinging to Chen Jin, what do you mean? Aren't you just unwilling to give up either of them and want both of them?!"

"I...I..." Yan Yu's mind went blank, his face turned pale, his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't utter a single word. He stood there stunned, his heart aching terribly.

Bai Yujin took a deep breath and cursed, "You fucking want to play?! If you really have that thought, why don't you go find a few male prostitutes to satisfy you?! Why drag others into this?! What did Shen Jin do wrong? What has happened to him since he met you? Why can't you use the time you spend thinking about Xie Li to think about Shen Jin instead?!"

"Before he met you, he lived a simple and frugal life, always busy. But after he met you? When you almost drove him to his death in his dilapidated room, where were you? When he was hospitalized for several days, where were you? You just stayed by Xie Li's side, taking him to get medicine and see doctors, but you didn't even ask about the person you had hurt half to death!"

Bai Yujin roared in a hoarse voice, "Have you lost your conscience?! How can you still think you have a clear conscience?! How can you be so self-righteous?! Do you have any respect for Chen Jin?! What the hell gives you the right to do this?!"

Yan Yu's eyes were bloodshot, as if struck by lightning. He froze on the spot, utterly lost, bewildered, and helpless.