"Then I'll find someone to bring the gas up."
"Are you fucking stupid? There are several jars of them. If you ask someone for help, won't people get suspicious? Go ahead and do it."
"ah?"
Zhao Yashuang stared at Lin Yun in disbelief, her beautiful eyes wide. How could she possibly move such a large gas cylinder?
"What are you staring at me for? It's just the fifth floor, what? You want me to carry it? Do you think I can do anything looking like this?"
Lin Yun showed no mercy and slapped Zhao Yashuang across the face.
This made Zhao Ya Shuang feel extremely wronged, but the prolonged pUA had become a memory for her, and she didn't dare to resist at all.
Unfortunately, this seemingly unapproachable young lady was now relegated to the dirty work of carrying gas cylinders, a task that took her all day until the last cylinder arrived. Zhao Yashuang was seeing stars and nearly collapsed on the spot.
Then, she recreated the scene from her memory.
Lin Yun lay on the bed, feeling both nervous and excited. He firmly believed that if Chen Feng could become a genius despite suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning, he certainly could too.
"Are you sure everything went according to plan, that you remembered the timing, and that he was discovered the next day?"
"Yes."
"Then you can open it later and come back the next day. Just call an ambulance."
Zhao Yashuang was a little worried and comforted her, "Honey, let's not do this. I'm a little scared."
"It's not like you're the one eating gas, what are you afraid of? Hurry up and start, I can't wait to taste the deliciousness of gas."
At this moment, Lin Yun had fallen into a trance.
"Then, darling, would you like to write up an agreement?"
"What agreement?"
"It's...it was your own choice..."
Zhao Yashuang's voice was very soft; she was genuinely afraid that Lin Yun would kill her. It didn't matter if he died; she had the best years of her life ahead of her.
What if this guy accidentally dies? Wouldn't I be spending half my life in jail?
"What do you mean by this? Are you afraid I'll die? You've reminded me, you filthy bitch, are you planning to take this opportunity to kill me and then find someone else, just like you did to that scumbag Chen Feng?"
Zhao Yashuang's words woke Lin Yun up, which made him very angry.
Suddenly, he grabbed Zhao Yashuang's fair neck and demanded, "Tell me, is that what you really think?"
Zhao Yashuang was choked so hard she couldn't breathe. A blush instantly spread across her cheeks. Her hands weakly tried to pry open Lin Yun's iron-like grip, and she let out a painful moan.
Lin Yun's eyes were sinister. Seeing that Zhao Yashuang was about to die, he finally let go of her.
"Cough...cough cough...no...no, I didn't have that thought."
Zhao Yashuang covered her neck and coughed incessantly.
"You better not have it, otherwise, I'll make sure you die without even knowing how. Don't forget, even though I've been suppressed by Chen Feng, you know the connections I have."
Lin Yun threatened.
"I see."
Zhao Yashuang looked at Lin Yun with some fear and whispered.
Lin Yun smiled, pulled Zhao Yashuang into the rented room, and threw her onto the bed.
Suddenly, a sour, foul smell wafted from the bed, almost making Zhao Ya Shuang vomit.
Lin Yun was provoked, so he didn't react much yet.
He pinned Zhao Ya Shuang down with his entire body, his hands gripping her neck tightly, and asked viciously, "Do you still want me to write that damn guarantee?"
Tears streamed down Zhao Yashuang's face as she sobbed, "I'm not writing anymore."
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yun ripped open Zhao Ya Shuang's skirt, revealing her white lace bra. Then, like a raging tiger, he tore her black stockings apart with a crackling sound.
Then the wind and clouds stirred, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the light rain gradually intensified, gathering into a small stream that made a gurgling sound.
In the wind and rain, it seemed as if someone was suppressing their sobs, while someone else was screaming excitedly; the voices were faint and intermittent, rising in the high notes and then falling into a low murmur in an instant.
The heavy rain gradually subsided, and the thunder and lightning receded.
Lin Yun, panting heavily, roughly threw Zhao Yashuang to the ground, while he himself lay quietly on the bed.
"Get up and get ready to begin."
Zhao Ya Shuang stood up shakily, her eyes filled with helplessness and fear. She wasn't afraid of Lin Yun, but rather afraid that if something happened to him, she would be held responsible.
So, while Lin Yun was in his "sage mode" and resting with his eyes closed, she secretly turned on her phone to record.
"Honey, are you sure you want me to turn on the gas? I still want to remind you, it's very dangerous."
"What the hell are you talking nonsense for? No, I just don't understand, it's not like you're the one inhaling it, what are you so afraid of?"
Lin Yun was already very impatient. Now, he pinned all his hopes on the gas, hoping that he could also stay in the hospital like Chen Feng, and then become the brightest star in the Chinese music scene as if by divine intervention.
"However, there is no evidence to suggest that Chen Feng was poisoned by carbon monoxide... In fact, he was quite talented before he was poisoned; I suspect he just didn't have the opportunity to showcase his abilities while he was with me."
Zhao Yashuang was still trying to persuade Lin Yun, after all, she needed more recordings as evidence to escape if something happened.
"Are you out of your mind? What did Chen Feng do to support you? If he was that powerful before the gas was turned on, why didn't he show it? You better get started right now."
Lin Yun started cursing.
"Then, darling, are you sure you want to do this?"
Zhao Yashuang was still asking questions.
"Damn it, are you on ecstasy today? Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Lin Yun struggled to get up.
When Zhao Yashuang saw this, she realized that a fight was about to break out. In a panic, she hurriedly said, "No...don't be angry, darling, don't hit me...I'll start it now, I'll start it now, boohoo!"
She even cried out in an attempt to preserve evidence.
Lin Yun was a little confused, thinking, "When did I start hitting you?" But seeing Zhao Yashuang's frightened look gave him a sense of conquest, so he didn't bother to explain.
After lying back down, he continued to threaten: "That's more like it. Hurry up, remember the time. I don't want to die either."
Lin Yun was actually very scared, but he had no choice. If things continued like this, Chen Feng would become more and more powerful and his status would rise higher and higher, while he would be like what Chen Feng said to him at that concert, forever trampled underfoot.
Zhao Yashuang felt that she had obtained the evidence she wanted, so she stopped dragging her feet, immediately closed the doors and windows of the room, and then turned on several bottles of gas.
Suddenly, the smell of gas hit her, making her a little flustered.
She tried hard to recall the scene when she turned on the gas after Chen Feng fell asleep. Although there were four gas cylinders in the rented room, how many did she actually turn on?
That's right, she forgot about such a crucial matter, but now that the die was cast, she didn't dare to anger Lin Yun any further and could only grit her teeth and go through with it.
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