Chapter 5 Hook
Switching the phone to the WeChat interface and ignoring the messy work information, the screen clearly shows the chat records between Lu Yan and Jiang Boyun over the past six months. Among a bunch of sweet and greasy daily greetings, the three words "stinky idiot" are so eye-catching and abrupt.
Now the silent person became Yu Zechuan.
Lu Yan tried to show his loyalty: "I've wanted to scold him like this for a long time."
Lu Yan: "Who asked him to frame you!"
Yu Zechuan frowned in annoyance: "Shut up!"
He still didn't believe that Lu Yan had a crush on him. He just thought that his acting skills were superb and his pretending skills were top-notch.
Yu Zechuan closed his eyes and calmed down his temper. Suddenly, he pinched Lu Yan's neck, forcing him to look up at him. He said in a cold tone, "Since you can't date Jiang Boyun, is there any need for me to keep you?"
How about you let me go?
No matter how dumb Lu Yan was, he knew this was impossible. To save his life, he could only change his words temporarily: "Okay, how do you want me to make an appointment?"
Yu Zechuan threw his cell phone onto the table with a clang: "Call him."
Lu Yan: "What if he doesn't answer?"
Yu Zechuan: "Then just hit him until he catches the ball."
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to call the police?"
Yu Zechuan looked at him, his eyes as deep as a cold pond, "You can try."
Of course Lu Yan would not try, after all, he was a qualified player who followed the rules of the game. In front of Yu Zechuan, he opened his phone's address book and called Jiang Boyun, pressing the hands-free button. The voice of the call rang in the silent room, filled with an invisible tension:
“Beep…beep…beep…”
The cell phone on the corner of the desk suddenly vibrated, interrupting the secretary's work. She glanced at the corner of the desk and couldn't help but remind her, "President Jiang, your phone seems to be ringing."
Jiang Boyun scanned the phone casually and saw that the caller ID was "Ayan". He subconsciously wanted to click to answer the call, but suddenly remembered the rejection he received last night. He was still angry and directly clicked to hang up.
Jiang Boyun threw his phone into the drawer: "Don't bother with it."
"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."
This sentence, translated, means "Sorry, the user you called doesn't want to talk to you, please call back later."
Lu Yan was not surprised by this result at all. He handed the phone to Yu Zechuan and said, "Jiang Boyun doesn't answer."
Yu Zechuan folded his arms, unmoved: "If you don't want to take it, just keep fighting. Do you still need me to teach you?"
Lu Yan glanced at the clock quietly. It was two o'clock in the afternoon. He had successfully survived the next day. Anyway, as long as the other party didn't kill him, it was not bad to waste time on a phone call.
Lu Yan had no choice but to continue calling Jiang Boyun. He sat on the chair without changing his position for the entire afternoon. It is no exaggeration to say that he had called him hundreds of times, but Jiang Boyun did not return a single call.
The sun was setting, and the golden afterglow filtered through the window into the living room, making it difficult to open my eyes.
Lu Yan put down his numb arm and slumped back in his chair, thinking it would be more satisfying to kill himself with a knife. He tilted his head to look at Yu Zechuan and asked weakly, "Can I not make the call?"
Yu Zechuan: “Why?”
Lu Yan said sincerely: "I feel like a bootlicker."
What you lick is still a pile of shit.
Yu Zechuan: “…”
Yu Zechuan said nothing upon hearing this, but walked up to Lu Yan's back and placed his thinly woven hand on his shoulder, neither too lightly nor too heavily. His gesture was intimate, but it brought a sudden pain that made his face turn pale:
"What a pity! It seems you can't prove the value of your life."
The wall diagonally opposite was decorated with many geometric mirrors. Through one of the broken mirrors, Lu Yan clearly saw Yu Zechuan's right hand reaching into his trouser pocket, as if he was groping for something sharp. His heart couldn't help but shrink.
The feeling of death from the last game was still fresh in Lu Yan's mind. He didn't want to experience it a second time. When Yu Zechuan was about to draw out the blade, he suddenly sat up straight in his chair and said abruptly: "Wait! I have a way to get Jiang Boyun to contact me!"
Yu Zechuan paused and frowned: "What can we do?"
Lu Yan thought to himself, it's so easy to seduce a man. Being too shameless will never end well. No wonder Yu Zechuan was deceived so badly by Jiang Boyun. His skill level is too low. "I'll post to Moments first."
Lu Yanyu picked up his phone and edited a vague emotional message, which basically said that he was tired and didn't want to persist any longer. Yu Zechuan glanced at him and frowned even more tightly: "That's it?"
What a mess.
Lu Yan: "Don't worry, wait two hours."
When he finished speaking, he suddenly found a leftover lunch on the table. He stood up and took a picture with his mobile phone. He deliberately pulled Yu Zechuan to his side, revealing the other's right hand. The joints were clearly visible, and it was obvious that he was a man.
After Lu Yan finished all this, he uploaded the photos skillfully and added a text to his Moments, which basically said that he was in a bad mood today and asked his friends to accompany him, and he would not go home until he was drunk at night.
Jiang Boyun had actually been paying attention to Lu Yan's movements. Half an hour after the other party stopped bombarding him with calls, he couldn't help but turned on his phone, and found two update notifications popped up on his WeChat Moments.
The first post on WeChat Moments looked like a sign of heartbreak, filled with a sense of dejection and powerlessness, and even hinted at a desire to give up.
Jiang Boyun was slightly satisfied with the situation. He was deliberately ignoring Lu Yan. After all, with his current status, Lu Yan was too arrogant yesterday. He had to make the other party feel a sense of crisis.
However, when he saw the second post on WeChat Moments, Jiang Boyun's expression changed a little. The photo showed a pile of messy lunch boxes and a bottle of red wine. In addition to Lu Yan's own hand, a piece of his sleeve and the back of his hand were exposed in the lower right corner. It was obvious that he was a man.
After a breakup, get drunk with friends, what will happen when it gets dark? It's good as long as you don't have sex after drinking.
No one likes a cuckold.
Jiang Boyun enlarged the photo and looked at it carefully, confirming again that the hand was not Lu Yan's. He pondered for a few seconds and finally made a phone call to test the waters.
“Buzz——”
When the incoming call rang suddenly, Yu Zechuan and Lu Yan looked towards the tea table at the same time, and saw the name "Jiang Boyun" clearly displayed on the mobile phone screen on the corner of the table. The other party actually called them.
Yu Zechuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Yan in doubt, but the latter just sat on the sofa and ate slowly, seemingly having everything under control.
Yu Zechuan pulled the corner of his mouth and said something ambiguous: "You are really capable, no wonder you can make Jiang Boyun so obsessed."
It’s a pity that I can’t fall in love with you.
Lu Yan is not a capable person, he just noticed that Jiang Boyun is still interested in his original body. Faced with the possibility of being cuckolded, the other party will obviously not continue to pretend to be aloof.
After the phone rang twice, Lu Yan threw away the snack bag in his hand and prepared to answer the call, but his other hand suddenly reached out and tapped the hang-up button.
The ringing stopped abruptly, and the room fell into silence again.
Lu Yan looked at Yu Zechuan subconsciously: "Didn't you ask me to ask him out? Why did he hang up again?"
Facing Lu Yan's puzzled look, Yu Zechuan turned off his phone. He couldn't explain why, but he suddenly didn't want these two "dogs" to talk to each other. He said sarcastically: "I just want to test whether you listen to me or not. You don't really think I will let you meet Jiang Boyun, do you?"
Lu Yan made a sad expression at the right time: "Mr. Yu, I've said it before, you're the only one I like, how can you trust me?"
Every time Yu Zechuan heard such words, he couldn't help but get angry. Just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps outside. The door was opened and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in:
"Sawakawa, I brought you some dinner..."
Xue Jin walked into the house carrying a packed paper bag of food. Before he could finish his words, he suddenly caught sight of Lu Yan sitting on the sofa and was stunned for a moment: "Hey, you're awake?"
The original body had met Xue Jin in the company before, so Lu Yan deliberately made an expression that was even more surprised than his, and asked with wide eyes: "You... Aren't you Mr. Xue? How come you know Mr. Yu?"
Come on, tell me your identity quickly, then my side quest can be completed!!!
However, Xue Jin said, "It's a secret."
Lu Yan: “…”
Dog man.
Xue Jin put the takeaway bag on the table. Si didn't mind that Lu Yan heard the conversation between him and Yu Zechuan. "I guessed that you must have missed dinner again, so I packed a portion for you on the way home from get off work. Sit down and eat."
Yu Zechuan glanced at the darkening sky outside, his brows seemed to be covered with a thick mass of ink that could not be dissolved, and he looked very worried: "I'm not hungry. I have to go out for something later. Please help me keep an eye on him here."
This "he" undoubtedly refers to Lu Yan.
Xue Jin waved his hands and said, "Why bother? Just tie him up with a rope and give him a needle. I guarantee he will sleep until dawn."
Lu Yan gritted his teeth silently. He had never expected Xue Jin, this bastard, to be so sinister and vicious: "Why bother with all this effort? You might as well just kill me with one blow."
At worst, we can just start over. Who’s afraid of that?
Xue Jin: "Hey, do you think I don't dare?"
Yu Zechuan took a deep look at Lu Yan, then retracted his gaze and said, "No need. The effect of the drug in his body has not worn off yet. Beating him again may easily damage his nerves. Just tie him up. I will be back in four hours at most."
With one word, Lu Yan was tied to the chair. He watched Yu Zechuan put on his hat and went out. Only he and Xue Jin were left in the huge apartment.
Lu Yan was thinking about his side quest, so he couldn't help but look at Xue Jin a little more. Xue Jin noticed his gaze, walked slowly in front of him, squatted down, and asked with a smile: "How about it, do you suddenly find me more handsome?"
Lu Yan was indifferent: "I like Yu Zechuan, no matter how handsome you are, it has nothing to do with me."
Xue Jin sighed and said, "His face is so damaged that it will give me nightmares if I see it at night. Don't you want to consider me?"
Sometimes the chemistry between people is so strange. Xue Jin is a handsome man, but Lu Yan thinks he is a dog. Although Yu Zechuan is disfigured,...
Lu Yan couldn't describe the feeling, but he didn't hate it at all.
"His disfigurement must be because he was bullied in prison. I just feel sorry for him. No matter how handsome you are, you are still a sinister villain who stalks from behind. I don't mind if I don't see it."
Lu Yan tries hard to play the role of a qualified love brain:
"Also, don't call him ugly in front of me. In my heart, he is the best looking one."
Xue Jin was so angry when he heard this, he thought to himself what kind of person Lu Yan was, he was so blind, how could his handsome face be inferior to Yu Zechuan?
The miniature surveillance camera in the corner of the living room flashed, transmitting this scene to the mobile phone terminal. Yu Zechuan drove the car in the dark, driving quickly towards the suburban cemetery. Hearing the conversation coming from the headset, he frowned unconsciously.
Xue Jin is still so talkative.
The night was dark, and he couldn't help but look up at the rearview mirror. An expressionless face appeared in it, with a hideous scar extending from the temple to the cheek, like a piece of cool and warm white jade that had suddenly cracked.
Not too bad.
But it doesn't look good either.
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