Chapter 8: Patience is Limited

"Fuck, you want to kill your brother, right?"

Sui Tang covered the back of his head and glared at Cheng Yi angrily.

Fortunately, it was the gun handle that hit him. If it was a heavy blunt object, his head would have been blown apart immediately.

Cheng Yi lazily put away the gun, "There is no brother like you who would rather put a woman than his life."

Lu Qian hid behind the railing and didn't dare to look at Cheng Yi downstairs.

It seemed that her heart would stop if she looked at this man.

She was surprised because she didn't expect Cheng Yi's sister's last name to be Qu...

"Come on, Lele," Sui Tangchao said, waving the miniature display screen in his hand upstairs. "Brother has got something good for you."

Qu Le saw what he was holding and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, "Brother Tang is so generous?"

"Of course, you're my sister after all," Sui Tang shook his head nonchalantly, "and it's because your brother Tang loves you, right?"

Qu Le smiled slightly, turned around, and jumped onto the railing.

"I'm leaving now," Qu Le raised two fingers and threw a wink at Lu Qian, "I'll come and play with you next time."

After Qu Le finished speaking, he let go of the hand holding the railing, shifted his center of gravity backward, and leaned down heavily.

"Why!"

Lu Qian thought Qu Le was going to jump off the building and was about to reach out to stop him.

Qu Le jumped down from the third floor, her graceful posture drawing a perfect arc in the night sky, and the light spots drawn by her long hair sparkled in the moonlight.

After a somersault with his agile body, he accurately grabbed a tree branch on the second floor, swam around twice, tiptoed lightly, and landed as lightly as a cat.

Then it disappeared into the darkness, nowhere to be found.

Lu Qian was stunned by the magical skills. What kind of people did she meet?

*

late at night.

Lu Qian lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He stared blankly at the 3,000 yuan transfer interface on his phone.

He hesitantly placed his fingers on the screen, typed a few words and deleted them, then typed a few more words and deleted them again.

Over and over again.

In the end, no word was sent out.

Lu Qian was afraid of seeing a red exclamation mark.

If she didn't send this message, at least she could still deceive herself that she had a mother. If she sent it, she would not even have the thought of him.

Lu Qian hasn't seen his father since he was three years old.

Grandma said that her name was not good, Lu Qian, Fu Qian Lu Qian.

"You're smaller," Grandma said, measuring her old, slightly bent knees with her hands. "Your father went out and cheated on me, and ran away without leaving a penny."

"Eat a meal at the left house, stay a night at the right house, you have finally grown up, and got some land money from your hometown. Your mother is going to remarry again."

The night wind was a little cold, blowing from the balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows to Lu Qian's ears.

Lu Qian shivered from the cold, and her uneasy thoughts were brought back to her senses.

She sat up and sighed.

I went to the bathroom and then went to sleep. I had to go back to the carpooling point early tomorrow morning to find my suitcase.

Lu Qian turned on the lights in the room and opened the door wide, in case he came out of the bathroom on the second floor and couldn't find his way back.

She has never been very reliable when it comes to finding her way.

Moreover, this villa is so huge that it is not a villa but a castle.

Looking at the dark corridor, Lu Qian clutched his cell phone, turned on the flashlight, took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and ran out of the room.

Cheng Yi was sitting half-naked on the big bed in the room, untying the bandages around his waist layer by layer.

The honey-colored skin exudes a matte luster under the interweaving of warm and cold light.

Cheng Yi looked at the bandages that had been torn off and covered half of the bed, and sighed deeply.

Jiang Luan is really making a fuss out of nothing. No matter how long the wound is, it's just a superficial injury. Is it necessary to bandage it with seven or eight layers of tape?

"Da da da."

"Ring, ring, ring."

Cheng Yi's ears moved slightly.

Years of carrying out missions and undergoing devilish training in the primeval rainforest have enabled Cheng Yi to develop amazing hearing skills.

No matter how slight the sound, it could not escape his ears.

Coming from the west side of the villa, the sound of a pair of small feet hitting the marble floor was mixed with the sound of light bells.

Subconsciously, Cheng Yi got off the bed and opened the door.

Without the soundproof door blocking the way, Cheng Yi could clearly hear the sound of Lu Qian running on the second floor.

The crisp ringtone passed through the empty villa, adding a touch of ethereality.

Pleasant to the ear.

This word flashed through Cheng Yi's mind.

Almost at the same time, Cheng Yi's brows drooped, and the cold and arrogant light returned to those charming golden-brown eyes.

He walked back into the room with a gloomy face and sat down on the bed again.

He doesn't need this kind of meaningless, low-level pleasure.

But as time went by, the footsteps that should have disappeared on the west side of the villa gradually approached Cheng Yi's door.

He turned his head and looked towards the door with a dangerous look. The coldness in his eyes was comparable to that of a cheetah lying in hiding, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Lu Qian appeared in front of the door slowly, holding a flashlight in his hand.

When she saw Cheng Yi sitting on the bed with his upper body half naked, she was so scared that she almost threw her phone away.

Cold sweat flowed uncontrollably down his back, and the fear of death deep in his blood instantly swept through his whole body.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry! I took the wrong path. I'll leave right away."

Lu Qian trembled and bowed frantically to apologize, not daring to look at Cheng Yi. After that, he took a step forward, trying to escape quickly.

Lu Qian believed that this man was the most dangerous person in the villa.

Before he could take a step, Lu Qian felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, and Cheng Yi rushed in front of Lu Qian like an arrow.

Cheng Yi's tall and strong body was like a cage, covering Lu Qian without any blind spots.

He tensed the strong and powerful muscles in his arms, raised his rough hands quickly, and clamped them tightly around Lu Qian's delicate jaw.

"Um……"

Before Lu Qian could react, the pain spread from his jaw throughout his body. He couldn't help but groan, his nose felt sore, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Who sent you?"

Cheng Yi's gloomy questioning voice rang in his ears. The tone was cold and sharp, as if it wanted to pierce through Lu Qian's body.

Lu Qian endured the pain and trembled as she uttered a single sound: "Ah?"

Who sent her? What does it mean?

Cheng Yi saw Lu Qian's eyes gradually turning red, and his patience disappeared as quickly as a flood.

He tightened his grip until a thin layer of sweat broke out on Lu Qian's cheeks due to the pain.

"Leo? Or Rex?"

Lu Qian took a deep breath and cried out in pain.

“Hmm, hiss…”

She felt her jaw was about to dislocate in pain, and if the man used a little more force, his jawbone would be crushed.

"Speak!" Cheng Yi ordered.

The color on Lu Qian's pretty face was fading, and pain and fear were intertwined.

His body was as stiff as a rock, unable to move at all.

"What's the meaning……"

She struggled to squeeze out a few words from between her teeth. The fog in front of her eyes gathered more and more, so much so that she could not see Cheng Yi's expression at all.

The next second, the big hand that was about to crush Lu Qian finally loosened its grip, and Lu Qian thought he could finally take a breath.

"Bang!"

A loud bang exploded in her ears.

Lu Qian was so frightened that a chill instantly ran down her spine. Cheng Yi's tattooed hand, holding a gun, appeared less than ten centimeters away from her face.

There was still a trace of fire coming out of the muzzle.

"Boss!"

Almost immediately after the gunshot, Ling Shuo's anxious voice came from downstairs.

Cheng Yi responded coldly: "It was a misfire, no need to come up."

"yes."

Ling Shuo responded respectfully, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Lu Qian's pale face was filled with despair.

She was so desperate that even her screams were cut off in her chest.

Cheng Yi's cold-blooded face just stared at Lu Qian.

"I'll give you one last chance. My patience is limited."