Chapter 216 The Innocent Fantasy of a Little Girl

"Master Chu, you will understand after listening to this recording." Jiang Zhiyue handed over the handheld video recorder.

Chu Junyue stood with his hands behind his back and ignored him.

Jiang Zhiyue had talked so much that she almost dried her mouth, even bringing up Chu's father, but she didn't expect that she couldn't convince the man.

Chu Junyue was determined not to get involved in this mess.

Jiang Zhiyue felt a little frustrated.

He is indeed not as easy to talk to as Gu Zhaoye.

"Master Chu, I'm sorry. I was presumptuous." Jiang Zhiyue said softly and put the video recorder back into his pocket.

The man loomed over her, his eyes like a knife across her body, the sharp light coming straight at her.

Jiang Zhiyue moved to the side and slowly withdrew from the territory occupied by Chu Junyue. The moonlight shone on her gentle little face again, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.

With her status, how could she dare to point fingers at him or mention the Lin family in front of him.

How could she have the guts to record the video and even mention his father?

But Jiang Zhiyue's tone was so sincere, as if she could understand her father's wishes and ideals, as if she was placing her hope on him to fulfill that man's unfulfilled ambitions.

What Chu Junyue couldn't understand was, how could she have so many ideas and courage when she was so humble?

It was already so difficult for her to just survive.

"You're thinking about how to convince me, but you're not willing to spend time to convince me. Just by saying a few words, I should believe you? And accept what you have in your hand?" the man said solemnly.

Jiang Zhiyue had just taken a few steps away when she felt a strong and powerful hand grabbing her wrist. Chu Junyue pulled her gently and she was back under his control, with the man's hot breath blowing in her face.

"Have you waited so long, just for this day?" Chu Junyue's cold tone was mixed with a hint of sarcasm, and his eyes were full of hidden meaning.

Jiang Zhiyue was pulled so hard by him that it hurt. Her eyes were clear and innocent to the extreme. "Master Chu, what did you say?"

"I told you, don't talk to me in that voice." Chu Junyue looked straight at her, and his tall figure leaned down again. Jiang Zhiyue could almost kiss his cool thin lips.

Her whole body tensed up even more, and her head tilted back. Because of the height difference, in Chu Junyue's eyes, the girl's movements looked more like she was tilting her head back and stretching her neck, actively offering her cherry-red lips to him.

The warm breath sprayed on her lips, full of the smell of male hormones.

It was hard for Jiang Zhiyue to ignore it. She didn't dare to move or speak. Her lips and teeth moved together. If she moved one millimeter closer, her lips would touch the man's.

Jiang Zhiyue clenched her fists and pressed them against Chu Junyue's strong chest. The man looked at her with a slight smile on his face. Jiang Zhiyue met his eyes, quickly moved away, and pushed him hard, but unfortunately Chu Junyue didn't move at all.

I don’t know how long this posture will last. Jiang Zhiyue’s nostrils are filled with the strong masculine scent, mixed with a hint of tobacco.

Chu Junyue stared at her, his thin lips slightly raised, "Are you nervous?"

Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips.

Chu Junyue stood up and took the video recorder from her pocket.

"You really put a lot of effort into convincing me. It's been a long time since anyone dared to mention my father in front of me. His ideas have long been forgotten."

Jiang Zhiyue thought for a while and said, "It is difficult to overthrow what you have, and it is even more difficult to call on everyone to overthrow what you have." Chu's father's ideas were deliberately erased because they touched the interests of too many people.

Chu Junyue raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly, "What do you have?"

"Maybe compared to you, Master Chu, I have nothing." Jiang Zhiyue didn't care about the man's teasing, "But I have the courage to fight for it."

Chu Junyue looked her up and down. The blush on the girl's face faded a little, and she looked neither humble nor arrogant.

"It's hard to imagine what you and Qin Si have been through these days."

His big hand fell on her slender neck, as if he could easily crush it, but his eyes were filled with a deep and dark light, "Who did this?"

...

Chu Junyue asked her to take care of her wound first and then tell him about the recording.

Jiang Zhiyue said that she had treated the wound. Suddenly, the man's eyes fell on her collarbone again. Jiang Zhiyue was dressed tightly. Chu Junyue approached and touched the red marks on her body with his fingertips. At some point, her collar was lifted up a little.

The man seemed to have touched something and saw teeth marks on the right side of her collarbone, just near her shoulder. The mark was deep and fierce, as if it wanted to eat her.

Jiang Zhiyue blinked and straightened her collar as if nothing had happened.

Chu Junyue lifted up her other side of long hair, and the soft black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering her right shoulder. His hand naturally reached up and gently touched the soft and tender skin.

"Young Master Chu." Jiang Zhiyue was a little surprised and quickly pushed the man's hand away.

Chu Junyue didn't think his behavior was abrupt. He stroked her wound and asked her where she learned about his father.

He didn't believe her.

Regarding Chu's father's evaluation, the upper class people regarded him as a traitor, while the common people who had received help had long forgotten him and blamed him.

Chu Junyue admired Chu's father, but never wanted to be Chu's father.

——It is difficult to overthrow what you have.

He has no great ambitions.

He already had enough. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. The formation of the nobility had gone through centuries of competition and elimination.

Chu Junyue could regard her words as the naive fantasies of a little girl.

Chu Junyue looked at the girl's stubborn and clear eyes seriously, and was reluctant to look away.

He reached out and pinched her chin, and the tip of his thumb slid across her lips. His voice was hoarse, "It seems that this is how you convinced Qin Si."

"But I'm more curious, how are you going to explain this to Zhaoye next?"

Chu Junyue took the video recorder and left.

Jiang Zhiyue stood there for a long time. If it weren't for the faint smell of tobacco in the air and the pain on her lips, she would have thought nothing had happened.

Chu Junyue was not easy to deceive. He could see that the red mark on the neck was not left by Qin Si, so the mark on the collarbone must have been left by Qin Si.

I don’t know how men would imagine her experience with Qin Si, but nothing really happened between her and Qin Si.

Chu Junyue said that she was Xiao Jingrun's supporter, and she even suspected that Chu Junyue was thinking in his mind whether she was the person sent by Xiao Jingrun to seduce them with her face.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

Jiang Zhiyue successfully cured her insomnia. She applied ointment the next day, and the mint scent overwhelmed her original light fragrance.

Qin Si didn't go out all day.

She was in the carriage, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Suddenly, there was another figure on the opposite side, and Chu Junyue pushed a box of exquisite ointment in front of her.

"This one is more suitable for you."