Chapter 97 Notebook
Ye Chenyu closed his notebook and looked directly at her:
"Kiss me?"
When he said these two words, there was some malice in his tone, with a hint of expectation and teasing.
Wen Nianchu's fingertips trembled slightly.
After Ye Chenyu finished speaking, the confusion in her eyes struggled and collided violently with a strong self-will.
Ye Chenyu could see that her body was leaning forward slightly, but her lips were tightly pursed, almost biting until they bled.
Did she really hate him that much? Even using a laptop to control her to kiss him was so difficult.
It was obvious that after he came back, he immediately had a transplant surgery on his intact face to give it the facial features she liked.
"No……"
Wen Nianchu stopped.
A very light word was squeezed out from between Wen Nianchu's teeth with difficulty.
The slight curve on Ye Chenyu's face disappeared instantly, and his eyes sank.
"No?" he repeated, his voice softer and colder.
Instead of backing away, he took a step closer, pinching her chin with his cold fingers and forcing her to look up. "Why? It's clearly written in the notebook that you are grateful to me."
His fingertips caressed her jawline, not with much force, but with an unquestionable desire for control.
"I saved you too, Nian Nian."
Wen Nianchu's body was stiff and she was forced to look up, but her eyes were fixed on him. There was no more trance in them, only clear anger and humiliation.
"That was written by you... not me..."
She almost rasped out the words from her throat, "Take...your dirty hands away!"
Ye Chenyu chuckled softly, but instead of letting go, he raised his other hand holding the notebook and gently rubbed her cheek with the edge of the hard cover. His movements were intimate yet threatening.
"What I wrote is the reality that is about to happen." His tone was almost gentle, but the content was extremely cruel. "You see, it has already happened. Your resistance only makes the process... a little more interesting."
He could feel the bones of her jaw tremble slightly beneath his fingertips, whether from anger or the pain of fighting against such power, he didn't know.
This struggle pleased him.
"Or," he leaned over, his lips almost touching her ear, and said in a whisper that only the two of them could hear, "Would you rather I change it to something else? For example...Wen Nianchu is willing?"
"Oh."
This sentence directly stimulated Wen Nianchu.
She actually briefly broke free from his fingers, staggered back half a step, her breathing rapid and her chest heaving violently.
"Ye Chenyu, you're so disgusting." She cursed, her voice rising with excitement, "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have this notebook?"
Wen Nianchu tried to use all his strength to snatch the pen and rewrite his own destiny.
Unfortunately, she was disappointed.
Because of this heart-breaking setting.
Ye Chenyu looked at her actions, and the corners of his mouth curled up into that playful arc again.
He was not in a hurry to grab her again, but just slowly tapped the cover of the notebook with his fingertips.
"Disgusting?" He mused. "Perhaps. But soon, even the definition of disgust will be mine."
"The power of the notebook is taking effect, Wen Nianchu. The more you resist, the more painful it will be. Why bother?" His voice was filled with false pity. "It's just a kiss. Or... are you actually afraid? Afraid that you will eventually fall in love with me willingly?"
Wen Nianchu's face turned pale.
She could indeed feel the force entwining her will like icy vines, trying to twist her resistance into the gratitude and initiative required by the script.
Every breath drained her strength.
She stared at him intently, then glanced at the notebook in his hand that seemed to contain an evil life.
It must be destroyed.
This thought has never been so clear and strong.
But at this moment, she even had difficulty controlling her own actions.
Ye Chenyu seemed to see through her thoughts, chuckled, and casually took the notebook in his hand to play with it.
"Don't even think about attacking it." He warned softly, but his eyes were icy cold. "Until you learn to obey, it will only make you more reluctant."
Ye Chenyu was in no mood to pretend anymore. After his repeated disguises, all he got was the other party's escape.
If that's the case, then there's no need to pretend.
Wen Nianchu walked towards him.
Ye Chenyu was very close to her just now, but now he deliberately stood far away from her.
It was as if he just wanted to laugh at her, to see her being forced to move closer to him.
Wen Nianchu walked numbly.
I kept giving myself mental hints in my mind.
Just think of it as kissing a dog, no big deal.
When she was about to kiss him, a gust of wind slowly blew up her black hair, and she saw the black notebook in Ye Chenyu's hand fell directly to the ground.
A bullet landed on the container next to it.
The fallen pages of the book were rustling in the wind and just stopped at the last page.
Immediately afterwards, another bullet pierced through the notebook and directly penetrated the word "kiss" on the page.
"who?"
Ye Chenyu frowned.
This is a silenced gun.
This person is well prepared, who is he?
Wen Nianchu also completely regained his freedom at this moment.
So, when she was about to get close to Ye Chenyu, she slapped him hard.
Taking advantage of the other party's trance, Wen Nianchu tried to snatch the notebook, but was thrown directly into the sea by Ye Chenyu.
Ye Chenyu covered his cheek, which was almost numb from the beating, and laughed softly.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
There is still someone?
He turned around and looked upwards, only to see Xie Yue jumping down from the roof.
Xie Yue first glanced at Wen Nianchu quickly:
"Are you hurt?"
The voice is deep and powerful.
Wen Nianchu shook his head, staring blankly at the man who suddenly appeared.
At this time, Ye Chenyu had already seen the person clearly, and the shock and anger in his eyes were gradually replaced by a sharp scrutiny.
He slowly stood up straight, the pain in his wrist making his voice cold:
"Xie Yue."
Xie Yue then turned his gaze towards Ye Chenyu, his eyes as cold as a knife:
"Ye Chenyu."
Their gazes met in the air, sparks tangible as if flying. Although they had only met a few times, each other's names were already familiar to them.
Xie Yue had heard of him.
He knew that there was a man lurking in the dark, trying to snatch Wen Nianchu away.
Ye Chenyu knew Xie Yue because Xie Yue had done too many things that made him feel hateful.
"Rongguo is carrying illegal equipment and intimidating citizens?" Ye Chenyu didn't panic. Instead, he began to look for loopholes in the other party. "How can you be so bold?"
Xie Yue was not disturbed by his questioning.
His hand holding the gun was as steady as a rock, and the muzzle was slightly lowered, the threat was self-evident.
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