Chapter 27: The First Sickly

Alansong was in a good mood and drove to the location on his phone.

Xiaodong took the initiative to send me a message from his brother Wei's house asking me to pick him up, which shows that he has placed himself above his brother Wei.

I was in a good mood and drove very fast along the way. I couldn't wait to pick up my little thing as soon as possible.

The wheels rolled, and the scenery on both sides of the road flashed by as quickly as lightning. After a while, the man arrived at the door of the Xingyao Mansion Villa.

After Aransong parked the car, he felt something strange and had a bad feeling in his heart.

There was silence all around except for the slightest sound of the wind. The door seemed half-open, as if inviting people to come in.

"Little thing?" Aransong called softly at the door.

The man waited at the door for a moment, but there was silence all around, and no one responded to his call. He frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then walked through the half-open door.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw the scene inside the house. A man in a neat butler's uniform was standing quietly in the middle of the hall. The butler's uniform was well-cut and spotless.

This person was also wearing a pair of sunglasses, the lenses shone coldly in the dim light, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly, adding a bit of mystery to his face.

"Hello, Mr. Alan Song, Mr. Liang and the host are discussing something in the study on the second floor. Please wait for a moment. Do you need anything to drink?"

"Don't worry about me."

"Okay, sir, you can walk around freely. Call me if you need anything. I'm in the kitchen." After saying this, the butler slowly walked into the kitchen.

Ah Lan frowned and suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, but he heard a faint sound in the air. After listening carefully, it seemed to be Liang Pin's voice, floating down from the second floor.

The man couldn't help but walk slowly towards the study on the second floor. He walked slowly, as if afraid to disturb the faint sound. His eyes were fixed on the stairs, his heartbeat quickened with his nervous steps, and his whole body was shrouded in tension.

The door of the study was half-open, and a dim light shone through the gap. Alan held his breath, slowly turned sideways, and peered inside through the narrow gap.

The scene in the house instantly stung his eyes. He saw Liang Pin and Wei Yijue hugging each other tightly. Their figures were particularly dazzling in the narrow space. Alan Song's hands clenched unconsciously, his nails dug deeply into his palms, his knuckles turned white, his body trembled slightly, and his face was full of disbelief and anger.

Alan Song tensed up, his ear pressed against the wall, listening with his side tilted, not daring to make a sound. He only heard Liang Pin laughing and saying, "Brother Wei! I'm telling you, I've played him around. I've told you everything I know about him, so you'd better reward me."

Wei Yijue's gentle voice was tinged with lust, and he panted and said, "Of course, Liang Liang baby, from now on, you have to stay by his side and help me find out information, especially the secrets of his company. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, Brother Wei. I do it willingly."

The scene in the room was unbearable to watch. Every sound that came in was like a sharp hook, grabbing Alansong's heart tightly and making it difficult for him to breathe. His heart seemed to be shattered all over the floor. Every sound inside was like a sharp blade, cutting his heart again and again. Each sound was accompanied by a sharp pain, making his breathing rapid. His chest seemed to be pressed down by a huge rock, and the feeling of suffocation surged like a tide. Alansong's chest rose and fell violently, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

What is this?

Alansong was filled with rage and wanted to rush downstairs and rush out, but he inexplicably felt that this would make him look like a failed villain. The man's heart was struggling with anger and unwillingness, and his anger could not find an outlet, so it could only surge and burn in his heart.

I can't lose, I can't lose, little thing, you messed with me, you can't get away, you can't get away, you are mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!!!

Ah Lan clenched his teeth, clenched his fists and unclenched them, repeating this several times, forcing his disordered breathing to gradually calm down, and his manic mood slowly calmed down. He walked slowly to the sofa in the hall with heavy and stiff steps, and sat down hard. The man's mind was full of Liang Pin's voice and... the scene of him laughing at him just now.

Not long after, there were light footsteps coming from the stairs. Liang Pin's hair was a little messy and his clothes were too uneven. As soon as he got downstairs, he looked up and saw Alan Song sitting quietly on the sofa in the hall. Suddenly, a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then his face was full of smiles. He said in surprise: "Brother Song! You are here. How long have you been waiting? I don't know why I suddenly felt very sleepy just now. I took a nap and just woke up now." After saying that, he yawned subconsciously, and the tone was as if nothing had happened just now.

Almost at the same time when Liang Pin finished speaking, Wei Yijue appeared at the entrance of the stairs and walked down slowly.

Wei Yijue was holding a delicate strawberry cake in his hand, and the bow on the box swayed slightly as he walked. Wei Yijue walked to Liang Pin's side as if no one was around, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Liang Pin's messy hair, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness, as if they were the most intimate lovers in the world, and everything around them had nothing to do with them.

Wei Yijue spoke softly, staring at Alan Song intentionally or unintentionally, and said meaningfully: "Maybe Liang Liang is too tired. Thank you for your hard work, Liang Liang. Here is the cake you wanted to eat. Go back with your brother Song quickly, and don't forget about brother Wei."

The tone was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, but it was like an ice-cold knife that pierced straight into Aransong's heart. The air around him seemed to freeze, and was filled with a suffocating depression and embarrassment.

Liang Pin seemed not to feel Alan Song's depression, but turned around and said happily: "Ah! Brother Wei, you are so nice~ I'm leaving now, bye." Liang Pin reached out to take the strawberry cake, went out with Alan Song and got into the car.

The car sped along, Liang Pin sat in the passenger seat, chattering like a happy sparrow. His face was filled with excitement, and his words were full of praise for Wei Yijue, saying how good a person Wei was and that all the previous things were misunderstandings.

This time, Brother Wei said he would report the incident and resolve it, as if Wei Yijue was an omnipotent savior. Ah Lan tightly gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white from exerting force, his face looking so gloomy that water could drip out of it. The anger in his heart grew more and more intense as Liang Pin spoke, but he had no way to vent it, so he could only let the anger run rampant in his chest, making his heart a mess.

A Lansong had a cold face and said nothing, and soon returned to Mu Feng Yixue.

After the man parked the car, he pulled Liang Pin out without saying a word, held her in his arms like a princess and strode towards the corner room on the third floor. Every step the man took was firm and powerful, with an irresistible momentum. The air around him seemed to be frozen by the low pressure emanating from his body, and there was a tense atmosphere as if a storm was about to come.

Looking at the man's stern jawline, Liang Pincai realized that Alansong was angry!

What's going on? Why are you angry?

Liang Pin stayed in Alan Song's arms obediently, not daring to say a word, until Alan Song threw him hard onto the bed. Liang Pin felt his body suddenly float in the air, and then he fell heavily onto the bed. The rebound force of the mattress made his bones seem to fall apart. He gasped in pain and muttered, "What are you doing? It hurts so much."

All I saw was Alan Song sneering and saying, "Hehe."

Then he untied his tie, pressed forward, and pinched Liang Pin's neck and said fiercely: "Tell me, what news did Wei Yijue ask you to find out?"

"What? That's nothing!"

"Why are you pretending? I saw it all with my own eyes."

The little thing I was reluctant to touch was being rubbed in the ears by someone else's coquettish words. The scenes in the study room appeared in Alansong's mind again. The sound of the obscene voice was like a sticky silk thread, firmly stuck in Alansong's mind, and he could not forget it.

Alansong's eyes were red, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out, and the man's chest rose and fell violently.

"Song...Brother Song, did you misunderstand something? I was just sleeping."

I am sleeping, and I am sleeping soundly.

The man's eyes were wide open, his chest was heaving violently, and he stared at Liang Pin, who was still speaking eloquently, with the anger in his eyes as if he wanted to devour him. The next moment, he stretched out his hands like a completely enraged lion, and grabbed Liang Pin's clothes with almost violent force. With a sharp "hissing" sound of tearing cloth, the cloth instantly turned into pieces in his hands, and fell down in a flurry.

The man's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, icy cold. He spoke word by word, each word seemed to be covered with ice. "I am sleeping. If you can sleep there, why can't you sleep here?"

Liang Pin's eyes widened instantly, filled with fear and astonishment, like the sound of bronze bells. The cold wind cut through his skin like an ice knife, passing through his body wantonly, bringing a slight sting and a bone-chilling chill.

He couldn't help but look towards the towering mountains in the distance. A deep feeling of helplessness and fear spread in his heart, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

Although I am willing to do so, I don’t think I would be willing to do so in this situation.

"No...Brother Song, don't be like this. There must be some misunderstanding. Tell me clearly." Liang Pin's usually lively eyes were now filled with fear. His voice became sharp and piercing due to extreme fear, and even broke. There was a hint of pleading and panic in the trembling ending tone.

When Alan Song heard Liang Pin's voice, his body paused slightly, and the movement of his hands also paused for a very short time. But just a moment later, he seemed to be driven by some stronger emotion, and he resolutely continued his movements again, with a look of reckless madness and stubbornness in his eyes.

Liang Pin struggled and resisted desperately, but it was useless, until, until...

Until that last moment, the majestic and boiling dawn touched the sky that had never been there before.

Liang Pin burst into tears out of fear, giving up all his strength to resist, crying desperately, crying heartbreakingly: "What are you doing, Brother Song? I want to do this, please don't do this, I'm scared, why are you crazy, wuwuwuwuwuwa, it's too big, I'm afraid of the pain, wuwuwuwuwuwuwa, what are you doing, did I do something wrong... Tell me."

Hearing Liang Pin's desperate cry, Alansong, who was blinded by anger, finally regained some of his sanity.

The man's anger was still boiling. He scratched his hair irritably, pulled the quilt over Liang Pin, turned around and sat on a stool beside him. He raised his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His tone was more serious and resolute than ever before. He said in a deep voice: "Liang Pin, I will give you one last chance. If you leave now, I can still control myself and not do anything to you."

“Wuwuwuwuwuwuwa, you…what’s wrong with you…wuwuwuwuwa.”

You really act like one.

"If you don't leave, I will imprison you here, because you can only be mine! And from now on you can only stay in the villa, you can't step out of the villa, and it is impossible for you to see your damn brother Wei again." A Lansong became more and more cruel and his expression became more and more terrifying.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu." Liang Pin cried bitterly and was also afraid. His mind told himself to leave here immediately, to leave this terrible devil, but deep down he was reluctant to leave. He was reluctant to leave the man who made his heart beat, and he was reluctant to leave the man who did not give up on him even in the moment of crisis.