Chapter 63 Vengeance vs. Stealing a Cigarette: Devil and Madman, and More...
Lu Huaijin's expression shifted slightly, his narrowed dark eyes revealing a chilling coldness. A sharp, cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, sending a shiver down the spine of anyone who saw him. He said casually:
"A few years later, their company ran into some problems and they had to come to me for help. Without saying a word, they started smashing their heads with bottles. I couldn't stop them and could only watch helplessly as they smashed more than a dozen cases of bottles. I had to call several ambulances for them."
[Without saying a word, vying for attention, unstoppable—is this the legendary art of language? (Pondering)]
[Hiss, I feel like a lot of details were omitted in the middle, and I seriously suspect they weren't there voluntarily... But that's not important! What's important is that President Lu really avenged the movie star, hahaha! So satisfying!!! A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years! Our President Lu won't need ten years; he'll reach your unparalleled status in no time!]
Wen Yinhe looked at Lu Huaijin with a helpless yet indulgent expression, gently pursing his lips to hide the unconscious smile on his face.
In reality, the situation was far more exciting than Lu Huaijin described.
Those people at the dinner table back then were all bad news. Even though Wen Yinhe apologized by hurting himself, they were afraid that Lu Huaijin would grow up quickly and take revenge on them. So they joined forces to launch various attacks against Lu Huaijin.
Fortunately, Lu Huaijin survived it all and even grew to a position that they could not easily shake in just a few years. Instead, through his confrontations with them over the years, he collected a lot of evidence of their wrongdoings and, when the time was right, sent them all to jail in one go.
Some of them owned their own companies and simply declared bankruptcy.
Some of them were just employees working for others. When they saw that someone under their command had the audacity to provoke Lu Huaijin, they immediately kicked that person out of the company, cut off all contact with him, and even went so far as to send Lu Huaijin some "good things" about the other person.
Before going in, those people, clinging to one last chance, went through great lengths to find Lu Huaijin's contact information.
They didn't even consider that without Lu Huaijin's instructions, given their desperate situation at the time, how could they possibly have contacted him?
The contact information was set up by Lu Huaijin himself, in order to lure these people into a trap.
Fortunately, after all these years, these people's IQ hasn't increased at all, and they've indeed obediently come to us on their own initiative.
Afterwards, Lu Huaijin led them to a warehouse and pointed to the dozen or so cases of wine in front of them, saying:
"I only have one pardon spot here, so now you can compete fairly. Take these dozen or so cases of liquor in front of you and smash them on your heads. Whoever smashes the most cases will get off the hook."
This scene looks so familiar.
The group almost immediately recalled how they had humiliated Wen Yinhe at a distant dinner table years ago.
Like a thunderclap exploding overhead, everyone's heart pounded like a drum, cold sweat instantly soaked their backs, and their teeth chattered uncontrollably.
They never imagined that this man would be so vindictive and so protective of his own.
I never expected him to grow up so fast.
If they had known this would happen, they should have honestly handed over the project at the dinner table; they might have even made a good relationship with the person in the end.
Anything is better than this current situation where I can neither live nor die.
At this moment, an indescribable sense of remorse welled up in each of their hearts, their faces turned ashen, and they trembled with fear.
For a moment, no one dared to step forward and pick up a bottle.
People are afraid of death. A mentally sound person would never intentionally harm themselves. Not everyone can be as insane as Wen Yinhe back then, and the group of people in front of us are even more cowardly and afraid of death.
Lu Huaijin naturally thought of this.
He calmly took out his phone and made a call to his assistant.
The next moment, his assistant brought in several tall and burly bodyguards, each carrying two ATM boxes, which they placed on the ground in the center of the warehouse.
Lu Huaijin raised his chin in a gesture.
Upon receiving the order, the bodyguards immediately opened all the ATM boxes, each filled with neatly arranged cash.
One box is worth one million, and there are ten boxes in total, which is a full ten million.
Ten million is enough to solve the immediate crisis for anyone present.
Everyone present stared wide-eyed, their faces flushed crimson, and their breathing quickened, producing a panting sound like bulls, clearly overwhelmed by the sight of money before them.
Lu Huaijin strolled leisurely to the ATM box, then suddenly raised his long leg and kicked it hard.
A box full of bright red cash was scattered all over the ground, like a red river pouring down.
Mr. Zhao was the first to lose his temper. He suddenly roared and rushed to a case of bottles like a madman. He grabbed a heavy bottle, held the neck of the bottle with both hands, closed his eyes, and smashed it hard on his forehead.
With a loud bang, the wine bottle shattered all over the floor.
Lu Huaijin squinted his eyes slightly in comfort, finding the voice indescribably pleasant and melodious.
The liquor instantly splattered all over Mr. Zhao's face, and bright red blood trickled down his forehead, stinging his eyes.
He crouched on the ground, trembling, clutching his head, gasping for breath. His voice was painful and hoarse, scraping against one's eardrums, sending goosebumps up one's spine, and filling one with uncontrollable fear and dread.
However, everyone watched as Lu Huaijin suddenly bent down and closed a briefcase, then elegantly carried it to the side of President Zhao, who was looking up at him in fear. Satisfied, he put the briefcase down and said:
"Great job, very well done. Here's a box as a reward for you."
Having said that, Lu Huaijin raised his eyes and indifferently glanced at the group of people in front of him, whose expressions had instantly changed drastically. A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips, a smile that seemed both mocking and like the whisper of a devil, instantly stirring up the most despicable and ugly desires in everyone's heart:
"There are nine boxes left. Anyone want them?"
An eerie silence fell over the scene. The next second, everyone rushed to the liquor crate, grabbing bottles and smashing them over their heads as if they were robbing someone.
In the empty and quiet warehouse, the sounds of bottles being smashed against people's heads echoed, along with heavy, painful breaths and wails.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, their features distorted, as if they felt no pain at all. They were smashing bottles on their heads like madmen, each time faster and more than the last, as if the blood flowing from their heads was not blood, but bright red banknotes.
In less than half a minute, the ground was covered with broken glass bottles.
The air was filled with a strange and nauseating smell, a mixture of pungent liquor and foul-smelling blood.
The damp wine and bright red blood flowed all over the ground, seeping into the floor in a sticky consistency, and were then trampled by people's staggering feet.
The ground was covered with terrifying, bloody footprints.
The people before me were still frantically torturing themselves, their faces covered in thick blood that soaked through their features and dripped onto their clothes. Combined with their crazed appearance and grotesque expressions, they looked like zombies crawling out of hell. The visual impact and the nauseating smell in the air were enough to make anyone want to vomit.
This is the real hell on earth.
It was more blood than Wen Yinhe had spilled on the ground back then, and the wound on Wen Yinhe's head was deeper than it had been.
No one who goes to the scene can possibly leave calmly.
The bodyguards were more mentally resilient; although they all looked pale and had tense jaws, they at least did not show any obvious abnormalities.
Lu Huaijin's assistant was rather pitiful; he couldn't hold on for more than a few seconds before squatting down and vomiting, almost leaving him with psychological trauma.
Lu Huaijin had no choice but to let him leave first, and afterwards he naturally gave him some extra bonus, hoping to use money to make up for his inner trauma.
Lu Huaijin, the culprit behind all this, not only showed no fear of the horrifying scene before him, but also enjoyed it with great interest, even taking out his phone to record it.
Even the most seasoned bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing Lu Huaijin's actions, and their awe and fear of him deepened.
If Wen Yinhe was a madman back then, then Lu Huaijin is a devil right now!
He is a master manipulator, a devil who can easily play people with his power. Anyone who provokes him will die a horrible death.
Lu Huaijin was well aware of how outsiders viewed him, but he didn't care at all.
He didn't need anyone else's affection; Wen Yinhe's love alone was enough for him.
The devil and the madman, how perfectly matched and compatible they are.
They're a match made in heaven.
Lu Huaijin did not have a penchant for collecting gory videos; the videos he recorded were meant to be shown to Wen Yinhe.
So when Lu Huaijin presented this bloody and terrifying scene to Wen Yinhe as if it were a treasure, Wen Yinhe's feelings were indescribably complicated. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was an excerpt from a horror movie.
At this point, he had become a person with a sound personality.
He had stopped taking medication for several years, and his relationship with Lu Huaijin had completely transformed into that of an old married couple. He also had a deep understanding of Lu Huaijin.
"Delete the video immediately," Wen Yinhe's first reaction was not to feel any disgust for Lu Huaijin's violent behavior, but to worry that he had left behind evidence. "No one else should have seen it, right?"
Lu Huaijin grabbed the phone and teased him deliberately, "Aren't you going to keep it as a souvenir?"
Wen Yinhe actually imagined it for a moment based on Lu Huaijin's words, then frowned slightly with a strange expression, and couldn't help but complain with a look of disgust: "No, that's disgusting."
Lu Huaijin found his little expression incredibly cute, so he hooked Wen Yinhe's chin and kissed him, smiling slyly: "That's true."
...
However, these secrets cannot be revealed to outsiders.
When An Zicheng heard Lu Huaijin say that he even called an ambulance for these scumbags, she couldn't help but mutter with resentment, "So you really just helped them solve their problem like that?"
“How could that be?” Lu Huaijin scoffed, his casual gaze filled with indescribable coldness and arrogance. “Do I look like someone who would be soft-hearted? In the end, none of them escaped, and they’re still in jail.”
An Zicheng's eyes widened slowly in shock, her innocent gaze filled with undisguised admiration and amazement.
Holy crap, that's incredible!
So handsome!!!
Wen Yinhe looked at Lu Huaijin with gentle eyes, like a lake bathed in warm sunlight, shimmering and radiating warmth that seemed to overflow.
“There were countless times when I might have died, but because Huai Jin was always by my side, supporting me, I was able to persevere. It was Huai Jin who taught me the preciousness of life, taught me self-respect and self-love, gave me confidence, and made me never again to easily belittle or hurt myself.”
“At least whenever negative emotions arise, I think of Huai Jin’s face and the way he looked when he was heartbroken for me, and I just can’t bring myself to do it. For me, he is more effective than any medicine in the world. He is the greatest healer in my life. He healed the wounds in my heart.”
Wen Yinhe turned to look at the camera, his clear eyes no longer showing any gloom or pain, but full of happiness nurtured by love.
“I was in a bad mental state before and did a lot of things that hurt Huaijin. I have always felt sorry. Please do not follow my example. It is wrong to hurt yourself. Do not make the people who love you worry about you. You are hurting your own body, but you are also hurting the hearts of the people who love you.”
"You must first learn to love yourself before you can have the ability to love others. If you can't even protect yourself, and you don't even cherish yourself, how can you say that you can protect and cherish the people you love?"
"Love is actually a process of sharing oneself with each other, sharing one's strengths and beauty, sharing one's energy and confidence, rather than two flawed people trying to take what they don't have from each other. That's an unhealthy relationship that will inevitably deplete each other's energy and wear down each other's love."
[Ahhhhh, that's so well said! Love is about sharing, not giving, not taking, and certainly not one-sided devotion!]
[So touching! Although the past was really painful, thankfully they always had their loved ones to support them. Now that they've finally moved on, it's incredibly sweet! Their love for each other is practically overflowing from their eyes!]
[I don't know what else to say, it's too shocking. President Lu is truly a powerful yet gentle guiding lover! To be able to drag someone who wanted to die back from the abyss, just how strong must his core be to do that!]
[Hugs to the Best Actor! He's so strong! He's endured so much pain and finally made it through! He's truly amazing! Neither of them could live without the other! It's like they're under a spell of mutual dependence!]
[The "Shared Life and Death Gu"... Oh no, the DNA's acting up again! This time, it's another story of love-hate sworn enemies. The bewitching Demon Lord deliberately seduces the Immortal Lord into a forced kiss, secretly transferring his inner demons into the Immortal Lord's body. The Immortal Lord discovers he suddenly has an almost obsessive desire for the Demon Lord, so he secretly kidnaps him. The Demon Lord never expected his inner demons to backfire on him. After finally escaping, he realizes he needs to get rid of the Gu worm, so he proactively offers himself to the Immortal Lord... The Immortal Lord's sect quickly discovers the two are together and firmly believes the Demon Lord has bewitched the Immortal Lord. They stab the Demon Lord with their sword, but the Immortal Lord blocks it. The moment the sword pierces the Immortal Lord's body, the Demon Lord also coughs up blood. It turns out the Demon Lord never intended to remove the Gu worm; he had already fallen in love with the Immortal Lord and just wanted an excuse to see him...]
[Waaaaaah, it smelled so good at the beginning, how did it suddenly turn into something so angsty?! Reality is cruel enough, but even the food is cruel! Can't we have a peaceful day?! QAQ]
Shu Bao'er may have rested enough in the last few minutes, or she may have thought of a question that she thought was very interesting, and she came back with a vengeance.
He jumped to his feet, his jealous eyes fixed on the two of them once more, and asked, "Have you stolen anything from each other? What did you steal?"
He paused for a moment, his features slightly contorted as if he had thought of something, but he still forced a smile and said with disdain, "You are not allowed to answer that what was stolen was the other person's heart."
The entire audience was stunned for a moment, then almost burst out laughing.
[Hahahaha, help! This addition is hilarious! Don't make me laugh to death. Looks like this idol has had enough of being bombarded with PDA.]
[I'm seriously impressed by you guys who are all so talented at comedy! Are I watching a dating reality show or an annual comedy competition?!]
Wen Yinhe almost choked on his own saliva. He hadn't meant to say such corny pickup lines, but he couldn't help thinking of a somewhat embarrassing and shameful past event.
He glanced at Lu Huaijin subconsciously and saw that the man was raising his eyebrows and looking at him with a playful expression, clearly waiting for him to blush.
Wen Yinhe felt both helpless and amused, but he could only nod honestly, just as Lu Huaijin had expected: "Yes."
Hearing the answer that satisfied him, Lu Huaijin replied decisively, "Yes."
When the green light came on, neither of them lied.
【Oh wow! It's the same again this time! But I always feel like what they're doing in secret is definitely different from what ordinary people do _(:з」∠)_】
[Tsk tsk tsk, little idol, you still haven't learned your lesson. You actually tried to trick these two love-obsessed people. But that's all you're good for—picking up sweet moments for everyone, haha.]
To everyone's surprise, Wen Yinhe also showed a surprised expression at Lu Huaijin's answer: "Huaijin, what did you take from me? Don't I know?"
"Tell me what you have to say first, and then I'll say what I have to say."
There's actually more to Shu Bao'er's question than meets the eye.
Because of their close relationship, couples are more likely to engage in secretive behavior.
Sneaking a peek at someone's phone to check messages, rummaging through their bag to find condoms, or stealing their ID to register shady accounts.
There were even cases of people stealing jewelry, merchandise, and electronic products to sell, and some even stole money outright.
However, this problem, when applied to these two, is destined to disappoint Shu Bao'er.
Wen Yinhe's eyes darted away slightly, and a blush of embarrassment quickly appeared on his face, rising rapidly to the base of his ears, which became so red they were almost transparent, as if they were glowing.
He coughed lightly, his face flushed with embarrassment, his thick eyelashes casting a small, flustered shadow on his eyelids, and said in a low voice:
“I once stole a cigarette from Huai Jin…”
[What the heck?! Did I hear that right? It's just a cigarette?! And they actually stole it?!]
[I can't believe it, I have a feeling this cigarette-stealing scene is going to be hilarious, otherwise why would the movie star be so red-faced again! Look at President Lu's expression, he's about to burst out laughing! Is it really that funny, hahaha!]
【No, no, no, don't you guys think this answer is adorable? It's like when the movie star was locked up at home by CEO Lu for treatment, unable to go out or go online, he was bound to feel a little frustrated, but he didn't dare tell CEO Lu directly that he wanted a cigarette, so he could only sneakily steal one when CEO Lu wasn't looking... Oh my god, it's so cute!】
This incident was undeniably adorable to Lu Huaijin.
The specific situation wasn't too different from what the comments said; it happened after the drinking incident.
Wen Yinhe had resolved never to hurt himself again, but the disease was beyond human control. Sometimes, when he was too anxious, he would want to engage in some rigid or repetitive behaviors.
For example, self-harm.
This is almost the simplest way to vent.
Now that it can't be done, Wen Yinhe has to find some other alternatives.
Once, when Lu Huaijin returned home, Wen Yinhe could clearly taste the lingering smell of cigarette smoke on the man's breath when he hugged and kissed him.
Wen Yinhe seemed to be dizzy all of a sudden, his breathing became rapid, he grabbed Lu Huaijin's chin, kissed his lips and took a deep breath, as if he were smoking.
"I smoked a cigarette in the car just now, and I even chewed a piece of gum before coming up. Is the smell still very strong?" Lu Huaijin asked in a hoarse voice, licking his swollen lips.
“No…” Wen Yinhe followed Lu Huaijin’s wet, red lips with fascination, burying his tongue deep inside again and again, swallowing violently, and murmuring in a low, hoarse voice, “I like it very much, it smells very good.”
At the time, Lu Huaijin only thought that Wen Yinhe was saying sweet words, but he never expected that Wen Yinhe was speaking the truth.
That very night, Wen Yinhe secretly slipped out of bed, ran to the clothes rack, found a pack of cigarettes in Lu Huaijin's bag, and then went to the bathroom to smoke one.
He was worried that his clothes would smell, so he deliberately took off his pajamas in the outside bathroom. After thinking about it for a while, he was still not comfortable with that, so he also took off his pajama bottoms, leaving him wearing only his underwear.
Then he turned on the bathroom ventilation system and squatted naked in the bathroom smoking. The scene was indescribably comical, with a hint of pitifulness.
He was actually extremely nervous, his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat. He had never done anything so guilt-inducing in his life, and he couldn't even enjoy the feeling of smoking properly.
When he calmed down in the second half and wasn't so nervous anymore, unfortunately, he had run out of cigarettes.
He didn't dare smoke too many, afraid that Lu Huaijin would find out that the quantity was not right, so he stopped after smoking one.
He cleaned up the cigarette ash scattered on the ground with water as if he were dealing with a crime scene, and carefully crumpled the cigarette butt in his hand into a small ball with several sheets of toilet paper before throwing it into the trash can.
Afterwards, he went out and brushed his teeth again, then rinsed his mouth with mouthwash, and carefully rubbed each of his fingers with hand sanitizer to make sure he didn't have any smell left on his body. Only then, with a strange sense of satisfaction and excitement, did he return the stolen lighter and finally went back to bed as quietly as he had left.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Lu Huaijin remained soundly asleep in bed, completely unaware of what had transpired.
In fact, the group with the highest suicide rate among those with depression is not the group with severe depression, but rather the group with moderate depression.
Because of severe depression, he is almost unable to move. He has the desire to harm himself, but not the ability to do so.
Now that Wen Yinhe's condition has improved to a moderate level, he has the energy to get out of bed and run around everywhere, and he even knows how to steal cigarettes.
The first two times, Lu Huaijin didn't notice, because Wen Yinhe suddenly seemed to have a breakthrough and was working extra hard every night, which even Lu Huaijin couldn't stand, so he slept very soundly and peacefully.
Until the night of the third time, Lu Huaijin suddenly remembered that he needed to go to the toilet at night...
Thinking of what was about to happen, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but burst out laughing amidst the urging of the viewers in the live chat.
Wen Yinhe, the one caught red-handed, had buried his head in his chest, his fingers unconsciously digging into the armrests. It's estimated that after this game, the lie detector chair will need to be taken down and repainted.
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