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Top floor
Thanks to his elite upbringing, Jiang Zhao's emotions were not readily apparent. He always maintained the air of a noble and aloof prince, but no one dared to offend a man born with an insurmountable class gap between him and others.
Jiang Zhao's facial features bear a striking resemblance to Jiang Mingzhuo's nonchalant and refined air.
Both brothers were very handsome, but Jiang Zhao's eyes were narrow and slightly upturned, with a hint of thin indifference, which made him appear more arrogant and conceited.
Jiang Mingzhuo was different; his eyes were more affectionate and gentle, and his temperament was refined and noble.
At first glance, he seems easy to get along with. Overall, he exudes a noble and elegant air that is more pleasant than his brother.
If it's late at night and I can't see clearly, I always fail to recognize them.
It was because of this incident that I witnessed what Jiang Zhao looked like when he was angry. That night, I had been studying very late and was exhausted. In the middle of the night, I woke up to find a man holding me tightly and kissing my neck.
I turned around, my vision blurred, and the man's face was indistinct in my eyes. I just mumbled, "Jiang Mingzhuo, don't do this..."
Jiang Zhao raised his face. Although it was late at night, he had no expression, but there was an indescribable sense of oppression emanating from him.
At that time, I had already promised him that I would be his girlfriend.
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Before I could understand the sarcastic meaning behind his words, I saw Jiang Zhao suddenly raise the corners of his lips, a faint but unfriendly smile.
It even exudes a sense of danger.
He suddenly hugged me, but my back was cold. Jiang Zhao whispered to me that he wanted me to feel it for myself and see if he was better or Jiang Mingzhuo was better.
From then on, whenever I made a mistake, Jiang Zhao would unlock a new scene in the villa, and I understood Jiang Zhao's attitude towards people. If anyone dared to make him uncomfortable, he would definitely retaliate tenfold, wishing he could torture them to the point of wishing they were dead.
"What's on your neck?" Jiang Zhao's tone lowered even further. He looked at the still-fading red marks behind his ear, his voice chillingly cold. "Who else did you let touch?"
I snapped out of my daze, almost unable to move under his palm. I was like a helpless, powerless cat, struggling in vain. I met Jiang Zhao's dark, cold eyes, my own eyes filled with panic. He raised his hand as punishment, slapping my nipples a few times.
"You still dare to let a man touch you?" He raised an eyebrow, his tone cold and arrogant. "Do I have to help you to break it off?"
He didn't use much force, and it didn't hurt, but his words were very suggestive of me.
I hated him, and that anger gradually surfaced, but I calmed down instead.
What does Jiang Zhao hate most? Women who cry, always go against his wishes, and even cheat on him.
He knew I wouldn't dare. I wouldn't dare do these things to him.
The number of men who have appeared in my life can be counted on one hand. Apart from an elderly butler in the Jiang family, I am surrounded by female servants, and even my driver and bodyguards are strong and aloof women. When I slightly expressed my desire to be friends with some boys my age, those boys, I don't know who warned them, were terrified and none of them dared to approach me.
Those who were bolder and expressed their feelings for me moved away or dropped out of school a few days later.
Aside from the brothers Jiang Mingzhuo and Jiang Zhao, I've never seen any other men, let alone had any ambiguous relationships with them. The blood ties between Jiang Mingzhuo and Jiang Zhao meant they could never be true enemies, and Jiang Zhao never worried that I would be with other men.
I'm going to show him exactly how I navigate among those privileged individuals.
"No... we'll split it," I whispered to him.
Jiang Zhao was slightly taken aback; he hadn't expected me to dare to defy him.
"You're not...my boyfriend." I pulled up my tank top to block his overly sharp gaze. "Don't, don't interfere in my affairs."
He spoke haltingly, but Jiang Zhao suddenly laughed, "It's only been a few days, and you've learned to talk."
I was still terrified. My instincts told me that if I went over and kissed him right now, he would calm down immediately. I lowered my head and placed my hands on the bear. Jiang Zhao's sharp eyes swept over me. Seeing my resistance, his handsome and indifferent features revealed a coldness that had remained unchanged.
His fingers tugged at my hair, not with the caress of lovers, but more like a warning for my disobedience. His long, slender, cold index fingers ran through my hair, and a soft snort escaped his throat, "If I'm not your boyfriend, then who is?"
“Brother.” I suddenly spoke up, and Jiang Zhao’s thin lips curled up.
He thought I was begging for mercy and calling out to him, but soon Jiang Zhao noticed that my gaze was unusually weak as I looked behind him. He let go of my hand, turned his head, and saw Lin Jindong at the door.
My heart pounded, and I even jumped out of bed, rushing to Lin Jindong's side in a panic. I knew that Jiang Zhao wouldn't take ordinary men seriously at all; he held absolute power, and these men were as easy to crush as ants.
Lin Jindong is different. He comes from a wealthy family and is the youngest and most capable prosecutor in the entire federal government. In terms of both status and appearance, he is comparable to Jiang Zhao.
"Brother...save...me." I grabbed Lin Jindong's arm, trying my best to look pitiful. At this moment, I was especially grateful for the nightgown Lin Zhi'en had prepared for me. The color complemented my skin perfectly, and the cut accentuated my beautiful figure. The slightly exposed light pink color easily aroused a man's visual desire.
A faint displeasure appeared on Jiang Zhao's handsome, aloof face.
He hated it when I fawned over other men in front of him. I could sense Jiang Zhao's emotions, but I was completely unfamiliar with Lin Jindong's thoughts. I raised my eyes, remained silent, and looked at him quietly, but Lin Jindong's hawk-like eyes were fixed on me.
Lin Jindong suddenly smiled and asked me meaningfully, "The repair fee you gave me was Jiang Zhao's."
It's not a question, it's an affirmative sentence.
I paused for a moment, then nodded. Compared to Lin Jindong's thoughtful expression, Jiang Zhao's face had turned extremely cold.
"...Why are you here?" A hint of displeasure flashed in Jiang Zhao's narrow eyes.
Lin Jindong's expression was ambiguous, his eyes sharp, and his aura imposing. "That's what I should be saying to you. You're Zhi'en's fiancé, what are you doing here?"
Jiang Zhao looked at me, his gaze chillingly cold.
I felt uneasy watching him; my natural fear of him made my body tremble slightly. I tried my best to control myself and not be too afraid.
A look of inquiry slowly appeared in Lin Jindong's eyes. He curled his lips and said in a somewhat nonchalant tone, "I advise you not to play such a big game. This is my home, and you are my sister's fiancé."
"Your home?" Jiang Zhao asked slowly in a naturally arrogant voice, "Where did you get a home? Weren't you picked up off the street?"
Lin Jindong's eyes instantly turned cold, but he only smiled, his sharp brows revealing his utter disgust for Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao was tall, about the same height as Lin Jindong, giving the impression of being evenly matched. As I stepped back, Lin Jindong's arm almost wrapped around my waist. Seeing Lin Jindong touch me, Jiang Zhao's face turned extremely ugly.
"You're asking for it." The chilling aura he exuded was threatening, and I even felt that Jiang Zhao might bite me to death at any moment.
The two men exchanged a glance.
Lin Jindong pulled me into his arms.
I just wanted to leave this mess to a man to handle, so I simply put my arm around Lin Jindong's shoulder.
Jiang Zhao's gaze was terrifyingly cold, as if Lin Jindong were the man who had cheated on his wife right in front of him, and he wanted to tear Lin Jindong to pieces.
Lin Jindong didn't care at all. He carried me back to the bed, slowly let go of me, and raised his hand to rub my face. The action was ambiguous, but in Jiang Zhao's eyes, it was more like a provocation.
The air seemed to thin out.
I heard Lin Zhi'en's voice, "Big brother, Jiang Zhao? What's wrong with you? Why are you all in my room?"
She stood there, more like a man than Jiang Zhao, but much more composed. She seemed unsurprised by her fiancé's presence with another woman, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever. She wore a beautiful white wool sweater, a pink pleated skirt, and her long black hair was tied in a ponytail, exuding elegance and gentleness.
"Knowing gratitude?" Lin Jindong raised an eyebrow and explained, "As you can see, Jiang Zhao wanted to go upstairs, and I couldn't stop him."
“Xiao Fu is my guest, but she is also a patient.” Lin Zhi’en lowered her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Zhao. “You can at least wait until she has recovered a bit before asking her anything.”
Jiang Zhao nodded slightly. He was handsome, with deep-set brow bones, a beautiful face, and thin lips. When he wasn't smiling, he always gave off a cold and dangerous vibe.
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"Besides, someone else is here to pick her up; that's the person she's currently dating. Are you trying to steal Ye Zi's woman?"
Lin Zhi'en is, after all, the "female protagonist" of the game, while Jiang Zhao is merely her "pursuer." Under the game's arrangement, even a proud and difficult man like him will show her more patience.
He naturally wouldn't refuse her request. However, before leaving, Jiang Zhao glanced at me. A chilling aura emanating from her told me that if I were caught by Jiang Zhao again, I wouldn't escape so easily.
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She smoothed my hair and smiled gently, "Xiao Fu, do you want to stay at my house, or go back with Ye Zi?"
I silently lowered my head, my eyelashes trembling slightly.
Lin Zhi'en is very gentle and kind to me. If I hadn't encountered these things, I would have been happy to stay at her house with her, but Yu Xu's life was hanging by a thread, so I had to continue with my "plan".
It's not enough for me to just appear to love Ye Fenglin. I need to drag as many men into this mess as possible and completely muddy the waters.
In the midst of chaos, the man could no longer harm Yu Xu.
“Go to Yezi’s place.” I bit my lip. Lin Zhi’en and Lin Jindong looked at each other. Lin Zhi’en smiled gently. “Okay. Xiao Fu can go and play for a few days. I’ll bring you back then, okay?”
I just pursed my lips and didn't say anything. Lin Zhi'en smiled. She not only prepared everything for me to stay at Ye Fenglin's house, but also arranged for a servant to take me downstairs. Ye's driver opened the car door for me, and my things were all placed in the back seat.
The car headed towards the West District apartment building where Ye Fenglin and Xie Yong lived.
Since Ye Fenglin's incident at the apartment, the wealthy and famous residents there have become worried about their safety. The apartment management has further strengthened security measures and is extremely strict with every stranger entering and leaving the apartment, not allowing any mistakes.
I am no stranger to this apartment building with its unobstructed views of Central Park.
The apartment manager led me to Ye Fenglin's floor. As soon as the door opened, a two-story living room came into view, with an artistic chandelier overhead. The huge glass curtain wall offered a superb view, showcasing the beautiful scenery of Dongli Park and the city skyline.
The entire apartment has a strong modern feel and is filled with artworks. For such a luxury residence worth tens of millions, the property management fee is hundreds of thousands. The apartment manager maintains it very meticulously. The huge room is spotless, clean, bright, and exudes luxury.
Ye Fenglin doesn't seem to be home.
I looked to the right at the large open kitchen, the beautiful marble dining table, the large island, and the floor-to-ceiling windows that still offered a direct view of the park's beautiful scenery.
The price of this kitchen cabinet alone is equivalent to a brand new apartment in my apartment complex.
Suddenly, someone hugged me from behind. I heard Ye Fenglin chuckle softly. I turned my head and saw that he was only wearing a white hoodie with the collar open, looking casual and lazy. Ordinary people would look short and lack style if they wore this, but Ye Fenglin seemed to be a natural clothes hanger, making the clothes look more noble.
"I was waiting for you in the bedroom, why did you run to the dining room?" Ye Fenglin whispered seductively against my neck.
His crisp, clean aura emanated from all directions.
I turned my head and saw a deep smile in the man's eyes, filled with doting affection.
"Ye Zi has missed you so much, Xiao Fu, do you miss me too..." Ye Fenglin held my hand, pressed it against his abs, and gave me a brief greeting.
He smiled, his smile deepening, his voice languid, "Xiao Fu, I want to kiss you."
My eyelashes fluttered as I watched Ye Fenglin get closer and closer. He held me with his uninjured hand, not in a hurry to kiss me. He first used his fingers to play with my eyelashes, and when he saw that I kept backing away because it tickled me, his muscular arm suddenly tightened around me.
"Mmm...!" I frowned slightly as Ye Fenglin kissed me, not even letting go, kissing my earlobe, his voice growing darker, "Xiao Fu, let me see where you are injured."
"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you." Ye Fenglin noticed my body was trembling, and kissed me gently, afraid of scaring me.
I insisted on going to the bedroom, and Ye Fenglin pulled me down onto the bed with him. He saw the place where I had fallen and his eyes showed a hint of heartache.
This time, instead of comforting him, I enjoyed Ye Fenglin's service.
Ye Fenglin's actions were clumsy, probably because he hadn't tried it before, but his strong hormones still made me dizzy and instantly hydrated. I grabbed his short hair, feeling very comfortable, and my body immediately submitted to Ye Fenglin.
That night, I was held in Ye Fenglin's arms, and although the man was fast asleep, I couldn't fall asleep at all.
The phone screen cooled down slightly.
I left Ye Fenglin's embrace, picked up my phone which had fallen onto the carpet, and went into the bathroom on the other side of the bedroom.
The bathroom is decorated in beige tones, with elegant lighting, and is spacious and bright, making people feel refined and relaxed.
I answered the phone only after making sure Ye Fenglin wouldn't hear me. A familiar male voice came through the phone, confident and composed, "Come out and meet me. I'm outside."
"I'm not here," I said slowly.
“I know you wouldn’t dare, don’t worry. Ye Zi is asleep, he won’t wake up even if there’s an earthquake. I’m in an apartment on the top floor of the same building, just take the elevator to find me.” Xie Yong smiled. “Don’t worry, I promised you I wouldn’t let Ye Zi know about our relationship. I promise you you can go back before he wakes up.”
Before going to sleep, Ye Fenglin gave me complete access to the apartment. He trusted me completely; in addition to that, he even gave me the supplementary credit card his parents had given him, letting me use it as I pleased. In that instant, I thought I saw a very familiar light in Ye Fenglin's eyes.
I like it. I know it; I've seen it reflected in Yu Xu's eyes too.
He likes me. However, he is still unaware of this and is even deeply in love with me.
Ye Fenglin was unaware that I had also filmed another video of my injury and sent it to Xie Yong.
Unlike Ye Fenglin, I am not bold with Xie Yong.
I only showed him my waist and thighs.
I told Xie Yong that I was in a lot of pain and felt very wronged, but Ye Fenglin still wanted me to come over. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do.
I'm not as innocent as he thinks.
For Yu Xu's sake, I had to drag all these men into the water.
“Then you come…” I said to Xie Yong, my voice very soft and weak, “I’m afraid Ye Zi will find out.”
Ye Fenglin and Xie Yong both granted each other top-level access to their apartments. Xie Yong could easily enter Ye Fenglin's apartment while he was asleep and possess me.
If he wants to.
As long as he dares.
I only waited a short while before Xie Yong sent me a message.
"come out."
I know that he secretly came to my house to see me while Ye Fenglin was asleep.
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