Chapter 55
The sound of the suite door closing was like a signal, instantly detonating the powder keg that had been suppressed to the extreme in the living room.
Jin's eyes, filled with shock, awe, and even dependence, were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely crushing Lu Cheng's already shaky sanity.
He turned around suddenly, his red eyes like a burning thunderstorm, fixed on Lin Yao, who was still calm on the sofa.
"Guide?"
Lu Cheng's voice was terrifyingly low, filled with thick sarcasm and uncontrollable anger, and he approached step by step, "The guide who showed him the way to the maze? Ha! Lin Yao, you really are... helpful."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, wrapped in thunderous anger.
Lin Yao leaned back on the sofa, not even adjusting his posture. He simply raised his eyes slightly, his azure eyes calmly meeting Lu Cheng's gaze that seemed to burn him to death. His eyes were like he was watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.
"Show the necessary value in exchange for the required resources. This is a deal, Lu Cheng."
His voice was clear and emotionless, as if stating a simple truth. "Didn't your father teach you that in City A, profit is the only way to get by?"
"Value? Trade?"
Lu Cheng seemed to have heard a huge joke. He suddenly leaned over and placed his hands firmly on the armrests of the sofa on both sides of Lin Yao's body, completely trapping him under his tall shadow.
The distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's hot breath.
"What about last night?! What kind of deal was last night?! Your body in exchange for my stupidity? In exchange for me to continue being toyed with by you like a fool?!"
The intense feeling of humiliation and anger at being deceived burned Lu Cheng's nerves.
He thought of his own loss of control and decadence last night, and the embarrassment of being humiliated in public this morning, and then compared it with Lin Yao's attitude of being in control of everything as a "guide" when facing Jin... The huge sense of disparity and intense jealousy gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.
Lin Yao narrowed his blue eyes slightly. The violent thunder-type ability with a destructive aura from Lu Cheng dissipated uncontrollably, stimulating his skin and causing a slight tingling sensation.
But he still didn't move, and just asked calmly: "So, did you feel that the "trade" lost money last night?"
His tone even held a hint of pure curiosity, as if he were exploring an academic question. "I remember your reaction... was quite engaging."
This sentence was like lighting a powder keg!
"Shut up!"
Lu Cheng roared in anger, his rationality completely broken. He could no longer tolerate Lin Yao's indifferent attitude, as if he had everything under control. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, with a sense of punishment and plunder!
This kiss was rough, fierce, and disorganized, full of venting anger and possessiveness.
His teeth knocked against the soft lips, causing a slight pain. Lu Cheng's hand roughly grasped the back of Lin Yao's neck, leaving him no room to evade, while his other hand tightly gripped his slender yet powerful waist, the force so strong that it almost crushed him.
Lin Yao's body tensed instantly, a sharp glint flashing in the depths of his azure eyes. It was the instinctive reaction of a top predator when its territory was invaded. Invisible threads of his mind instantly gathered in his sea of consciousness, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.
However, just when the spiritual thread was about to pierce out and teach this madman who dared to offend him a profound lesson, Lin Yao's movements suddenly paused strangely.
Why?
He clearly felt the surging emotions in Lu Cheng's kiss - anger, humiliation, jealousy, and the desperate attachment that was buried deep within, almost covered by hatred but still stubbornly existed...
This complex and intense torrent of emotions was so real, so... vivid. Like a burning, poisonous flame, it carried the power to destroy everything, yet also emanated a strange, heart-pounding heat.
This heat is completely different from his cold and precise rational core.
Lin Yao's spiritual thread quietly dissipated. He didn't push Lu Cheng away, nor did he respond. He simply passively endured this violent kiss, his body as stiff as a frozen rock.
The pair of azure eyes were open, clearly reflecting Lu Cheng's handsome face, which was distorted by anger and pain, and his eyes, which were tightly closed and his eyelashes were trembling violently.
He is observing.
Like a calm scientist observing an out-of-control, destructive experimental specimen.
Lu Cheng's kiss gradually became less rough, with a desperate, suffocating feeling like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.
He bit the corner of Lin Yao's lips until he tasted a hint of rusty blood, then he suddenly loosened his grip as if he was burned.
He gasped and took a step back, looking at the blood oozing from the corner of Lin Yao's lip that he had bitten, and looking at the other party's blue eyes that were still calm, and even had a hint of inquiry, a huge feeling of powerlessness and self-loathing instantly overwhelmed him.
What had he done?! He had once again given in to his emotions and turned violent on this liar?!
"Lin Yao... what on earth did you..." Lu Cheng's voice was hoarse and broken, filled with deep fatigue and confusion. "What on earth did you do to me?"
He questioned not only his abilities but his heart. Why, despite hating him to the core, could he not truly distance himself? Why was it that every time he approached, he felt like a moth to a flame, willing to accept destruction despite knowing it would lead to destruction?
Lin Yao raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips. He looked at the glaring red on his fingertips, then raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, who seemed to have been drained of all his strength, leaving only immense pain and confusion.
The strange feeling from that kiss still seemed to linger on her lips. Not pleasure, but a strange, forced, burning sensation.
Along with Lu Cheng's extremely complex emotional torrent, it tried to invade his precisely functioning spiritual core like a virus.
He felt a little... confused.
This confusion stemmed from Lu Cheng's unpredictability, and even more so from his own reaction at that moment... He hadn't immediately used the most brutal means to strike back at the offender? He had even... let it go?
This is so unlike him.
"What did I do?"
Lin Yao repeated Lu Cheng's question, his voice still calm, but deep in his azure eyes, it seemed as if glaciers were silently breaking and reorganizing.
He looked at Lu Cheng as if he were examining a huge puzzle. "Perhaps, I'm just letting you see the truth that even you can't understand."
He slowly stood up, walked around Lu Cheng who was standing stiffly in place, and headed towards the bathroom.
"Go and prepare. The Sea of Rotten Bones won't wait for anyone." Lin Yao's voice came from behind, with an unquestionable commanding tone, as if the fierce conflict just now had never happened. "As for what you 'did' to me..."
He paused, his hand on the bathroom doorknob, without looking back.
"Lu Cheng, you are... very special to me." These words were light and without any warmth, but like a stone thrown into a stagnant pond, they stirred up huge waves in Lu Cheng's heart.
The bathroom door closed gently, blocking out the view and leaving only the sound of running water.
Lu Cheng stood alone in the luxurious and empty living room, like an isolated island abandoned in the center of a storm.
The salty and cold taste of Lin Yao's blood still seemed to remain on his lips, and the words "very special" echoed in his ears...
Special? Is it the experiment itself? Is it the chess piece itself? Or... something else?
Huge confusion, residual anger, unspeakable throbbing, and the faint hope brought by those cold words... countless emotions were tearing at his heart frantically, almost tearing his soul apart completely.
He slowly raised his hand and looked at his fingers that had just tightly wrapped around Lin Yao's waist, as if he could still feel the slender touch that contained terrible power.
In this emotional confrontation, there are no winners, only a deeper and more chaotic quagmire.
And he is deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate himself.
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