Chapter 136 Deadly Level



Leng Linli didn't react at all from beginning to end, not even lifting his eyelids. There seemed to be a faint layer of anger in his eyes.

Is she... not pretty?

She was practically ready to strip naked, so why was Leng Linli still unmoved?

Bai Lian was a little embarrassed and annoyed. She shook Leng Linli's arm, wanting him to look at her. Just one glance was enough for him to fall head over heels for her.

Bai Lian hadn't been sitting properly, so Leng Linli frowned and turned his head away.

His eyes revealed impatience.

I should have had Shi Chu come to pick them up.

His cold, sharp gaze fell impatiently on Bai Lian's hands that were gripping his arm. Unexpectedly, he couldn't avoid seeing Bai Lian's chest. He only glanced at it indifferently before quickly shifting his gaze to Bai Lian's face.

Bai Lian felt defeated. Was Leng Linli's gaze filled with disgust?

She has a great figure, a great waist, and a great butt. What is it about her that makes her inferior to that slut Yan Zhi?

A shadow of gloom flashed in Bai Lian's eyes, but the next second she feigned weakness, blinking innocently as she asked, "Brother, why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

His cold, sharp eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of danger flashing in them. He glanced coldly at Bai Lian, his tone icy: "You know perfectly well that I don't like being touched."

Bai Lian's heart skipped a beat. The cold, sharp gaze made her panic. Her hands trembled as she loosened her grip, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked at the cold, sharp gaze with a sense of helplessness.

Leng Linli glanced at Bai Lian, who was still sitting motionless in the passenger seat, and sighed: "Fasten your seatbelt, I still have to go back to pick up your sister-in-law."

Is he so eager to get to Yan Zhi's side?

Bai Lian's face turned deathly pale. She mechanically pulled over the seatbelt and silently fastened it.

Leng Linli calmly withdrew his gaze and started the car.

Bai Lian bit her lip, looking at Leng Linli's profile. His handsome and perfect features, his cold and hard face—if she hadn't begged him, Leng Linli probably wouldn't have wanted to come and pick her up at all.

Bai Lian clenched her fists, her jealousy burning ever brighter.

What exactly makes Yan Zhi better than her?

In terms of family background, appearance, figure, and intelligence, she was confident that she was no less than Yan Zhi, and she was even younger and prettier than Yan Zhi. So why, why did Leng Linli always look down on her?

A hint of ruthlessness and jealousy flashed across Bai Lian's eyes.

The sky gradually darkened.

When Yan Zhi went downstairs, she didn't see Leng Linli. Looking around the courtyard, she saw that his car wasn't there either. Yan Zhi knew that Leng Linli had probably gone to find Bai Lian.

They said they'd give her half an hour, but less than half an hour has passed and he's already gone.

They really are eager to go home.

Yan Zhi smiled, asked Aunt Nan for her third uncle's address, and went there herself.

Aunt Nan pulled Yan Zhi back, preparing to make a phone call: "Let me ask where the young master went?"

Yan Zhi pressed down on Aunt Nan's hand as she dialed the phone and smiled, "Aunt Nan, I can find her."

It's not a matter of whether they can find each other or not; their relationship has been strained lately, so let's not misunderstanding things further.

"If the young master comes back soon and you're not here, there will be misunderstandings." Aunt Nan said, and dialed Leng Linli's number without thinking.

The call connected quickly, and a cold, sharp voice came through the receiver: "Aunt Nan."

"The young mistress is looking for you," Aunt Nan said.

Yan Zhi tugged at Aunt Nan's hand. When did she go to see Leng Linli?

Aunt Nan bypassed Yan Zhi's obstruction and continued to ask, "Young Master, where have you been? Madam was angry when she came downstairs and couldn't find you."

"..." Yan Zhi was helpless. When did she get angry again?

Fearing that Aunt Nan might be talking nonsense again, Yan Zhi reached out to pull Aunt Nan. Aunt Nan turned on the speakerphone, held the phone in front of Yan Zhi, and a cold, sharp voice came through: "Aunt Nan, tell her to wait for me at the door. I'll be home soon."

After hanging up the phone, Aunt Nan couldn't stop smiling: "I told you the young master would come back to pick you up. What kind of couple doesn't go out together? Listen to how eager the young master is to return home."

The cold, stern voice was nowhere near as eager to return home; Aunt Nan was exaggerating.

Aunt Nan smiled and took Yan Zhi's hand, leading her outside: "It's getting dark. Aunt Nan will wait with you at the door for the young master."

Yan Zhi felt rather helpless, but she still did not go against Aunt Nan's good intentions and let Aunt Nan pull her out.

After waiting at the entrance for nearly half an hour, Yan Zhi saw a high-profile Maybach gradually approaching from afar.

The car stopped, and Leng Linli got out.

When he looked up, he saw Yan Zhi standing at the door waiting for him. The feeling was subtle, as if Yan Zhi had specially waited for him to come home, just like an ordinary couple.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, gazing intently at her with deep eyes.

She wore a simple yet elegant fishtail dress, her hair styled in a low bun, her waist perfectly proportioned, her skin fair with a rosy glow, her red lips slightly pursed, and her eyes radiating a gentle light.

She is not only gentle, but also very intelligent.

There's no deliberate attempt to project a girlish image; only confidence, composure, and poise. She radiates a gentle glow that's simply irresistible.

It was enough to kill him.

The cold, sharp gaze was so intense that Yan Zhi couldn't help but lower her head to avoid it.

A night breeze swept by, and a few strands of hair gently brushed against her cheeks and landed on her lips. Yan Zhi subconsciously brushed the stray hairs from her temples and pulled them back.

Perhaps because she had too much hair, or perhaps because her hair was too smooth after washing, the hairpin slipped off while Yan Zhi was tidying it up, and her long hair, which had been restrained, came loose. The strands of hair that slipped down had an indescribable sense of laziness.

Her long, black hair danced and swayed in the wind, smooth as silk, and gleamed alluringly under the streetlights.

Leng Linli's heart skipped a beat as he recalled Yan Zhi's beautiful hair in bed, which seemed to be hooking his soul and entangled his heart, making him want to escape but unable to.

Looking at the person in front of him, Leng Linli's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. For a moment, he forgot to go forward and just stood there, gazing at the car from afar.

Such a delicate face seemed to have left an eternal memory in his mind.

Yan Zhi also noticed Leng Linli's gaze. Her lowered eyelids concealed the emotions in her eyes. She bent down to pick up the hairpin that had fallen to the ground and smoothed her long hair, which had been ruffled by the wind. However, the wind never seemed to cooperate with her. Every time she managed to smooth a strand of hair, it would be blown into disarray again.

As she struggled against the wind, a deep voice sounded in Yan Zhi's ear: "Just leave it loose, it looks good that way too."

Yan Zhi's flustered hands finally stopped in Leng Linli's hands. He pressed her hand down and looked at her with deep eyes.

She looked up and met his cold, sharp, and deep eyes.

Yan Zhi was slightly taken aback. When did he arrive?

Compared to when Leng Linli came to her side, Yan Zhi was even more surprised that Leng Linli would actually praise her!

But since it's a visit to an elder's house, it's not good for her to have her hair down. It would make her seem undignified and unrefined, and he would say she'd lost face.

Just as Yan Zhi was about to speak, the passenger window slowly rolled down, and Bai Lian's innocent face came into view.

Bai Lian's obedient voice came through, tinged with grievance and apology: "Sister-in-law, Aunt Nan said on the phone that you were angry. I'm sorry, it's all my fault for asking my brother to pick me up. Please don't blame him, okay?"

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