Chapter 86 Strike while the iron is hot and kill him!
Yan Tingnan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.
I groped my way to the bedside table in the dark; the cigarette pack was empty.
Irritability grows wildly like vines, tightly binding my heart.
This damned karmic fire only grows stronger the more it's suppressed.
He cursed under his breath.
He grabbed the phone and dialed.
"Hello?"
Lu Zhuo's voice carried annoyance at being disturbed. The background noise faded away, indicating that he had just come from some venue.
"Come out and have a couple of drinks."
Yan Tingnan's voice was deep and hoarse.
"The usual place."
"My God, it's two in the morning!"
"Are you fucking possessed?"
Lu Zhuo was cursing and swearing, but you could tell that his tone was off.
"Wait!"
Slow Drink Bar, Top Floor Private Room.
When Lu Zhuo pushed the door open and came in, the whiskey in front of Yan Tingnan was already more than half empty.
"Oh, has the Buddha broken his vows?"
Lu Zhuo sat down with a sly grin, took a long stride, and lit a cigarette.
"How strange."
He glanced at Yan Tingnan's cold profile; even his refined gold-rimmed glasses couldn't suppress the fierceness and a rare hint of dejection between his brows.
He had heard more or less about what happened between Yan Tingnan and Su Ruan.
"Tsk, look at that face. Unsatisfied and suffering internal injuries from holding it in?"
Lu Zhuo exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly.
"What, Miss Su, have you finished inhaling that fresh breath?"
"The withdrawal symptoms are so severe?"
Yan Tingnan ignored him.
He took another sip.
The spicy liquid rolled down my throat, and the burning sensation briefly suppressed the burning thirst in my heart.
But that desolate place was even emptier.
Lu Zhuo's smile was both charming and irritating.
"I knew it! Who else but her could drive you, Yan Tingnan, crazy in the middle of the night?"
"What? You got tricked before you even got to eat anyone?"
"That little vixen is quite skilled!"
"Shut up." His voice was cold and deep.
Lu Zhuo didn't care at all. He poured himself a glass of wine, and the ice cubes jingled in the glass.
"Okay, let's not talk about her."
"So you dragged me out in the middle of the night just to watch you drown your sorrows in alcohol?"
Lu Zhuo raised his hands in surrender, leaned closer, lowered his voice, and unusually became serious.
"Are you really willing to give it up?"
"Your eyes are practically glued to him, what are you pretending to be so detached from worldly concerns?"
Yan Tingnan remained silent.
The light and shadow in the bar fell on his sharply defined profile, half in light and half in shadow.
for a long time.
A hoarse sigh escaped his throat.
"Lu Zhuo".
"If only she had appeared a year later."
Lu Zhuo raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
Yan Tingnan lowered her eyes, staring at the amber liquid swirling in the glass.
"By then, I had almost finished setting up my scheme."
"The Yan family's deep well can at least be filled halfway."
He didn't say it explicitly, but Lu Zhuo understood.
That old fox Yan Hongyi, the marriage alliance with the Lin family, and those covetous collateral branches—which one of them is easy to deal with?
The silt accumulated in the deep pool of the Yan family estate, the intricate network of hidden stakes, and the sharp blade hanging over the old man's head.
His scheme is nearing its conclusion.
A year is enough for him to clear most of the obstacles, truly take control of the situation, and have room for choice.
He is now in a situation where the slightest misstep could lead to utter ruin.
The mockery on Lu Zhuo's face faded, and ash fell in a flurry.
"And now? The well is too deep; I'm afraid she might drown?"
Yan Tingnan's voice was low and hoarse, as if suppressing a storm.
"Open and covert attacks are countless."
"She fought her way to this point not to jump from the quagmire of the Su family into the cannibalistic abyss of the Yan family."
"She shouldn't have gotten involved in these things, much less become the next pawn to be sacrificed in my game."
"She should stand in the light, shining cleanly."
Lu Zhuo remained silent for a moment, then stubbed out his cigarette.
Amidst the swirling smoke, his expression was unusually serious.
"Old Yan, you played too aggressively this time."
"He was ruthless to himself and to her."
"You've calculated everything perfectly, but can you calculate your own heart perfectly? Can you calculate time perfectly?"
"A year? Who knows what it will be like in a year?"
"Has the sky fallen? Has the earth caved in? Or is there someone else in her life?"
Lu Zhuo leaned forward slightly, looking directly into the unfathomable struggle and desolation in his friend's eyes.
"You pushed her away, thinking you were protecting her?"
"Wrong! You're going against God and against your own heart!"
"You can't even control your own heart, yet you dare to presume to control God's arrangements?"
"The tribulations that are destined to be yours cannot be avoided, and the people that are destined to be yours cannot be pushed away."
"Forcefully defying fate? Do you think you're a god?"
Lu Zhuo stared at Yan Tingnan, each word piercingly painful.
"Are you afraid she'll get tainted by the Yan family's filth?"
"But the sludge is right there; if you don't get on it, it'll just disappear?"
Yan Tingnan did not answer.
He took another swig of liquor, but the strong liquor went down his throat and he couldn't taste any flavor at all.
"tomorrow,"
Yan Tingnan put down his empty cup, his voice so low and hoarse it was almost inaudible.
"I'm going to stay at Yunqi Temple for a while."
Lu Zhuo was taken aback: "How long will it take?"
"have no idea."
"Let's clean it up first."
Lu Zhuoxin understood.
Yunqi Temple was a place where Yan Tingnan often went to cultivate himself, and also a place where he occasionally sought a moment of inner peace.
Lu Zhuo looked at his bloodshot eyes and the deep blue shadows under them, and sighed inwardly.
This is hardly a retreat for spiritual cultivation.
He was clearly driven to despair by that demon, with nowhere to escape, and could only hide in front of the Buddha to forcibly suppress his inner demons.
Going to a temple?
It's like drinking poison to quench thirst; a futile struggle.
"Okay, let's go."
Lu Zhuo leaned back on the sofa, his tone returning to its usual roguishness, but worry lurked in his eyes.
"But Lao Yan, your condition..."
He shook his head and didn't say anything more.
...
After working non-stop for several days, SoftVoice's order storm has finally been sorted out.
Su Ruan then remembered Shen Yu, who had been left out in the capital.
In the evening, she drove to the appointment.
The location was chosen by Shen Yu; it's a private kitchen hidden deep in an alley, offering tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.
Shen Yu had arrived early. When he saw Su Ruan, his peach blossom eyes curved into a smile, and he personally pulled out a chair.
The waiter presented a bouquet of vibrant red roses.
Shen Yu took it and handed it to Su Ruan.
"Congratulations! May SoftVoice dominate the battlefield!"
Su Ruan took it and casually put it aside.
"Thank you, Young Master Shen, for your hospitality."
Shen Yu gestured for the waiter to serve the dishes, his gaze sweeping over her slightly tired face.
The dishes were served exquisitely.
"Thanks to the Shen family for their timely help."
Su Ruan raised her glass, her heartfelt sentiments evident.
Shen Yu clinked glasses with her, the amber liquid swirling gently.
"Those old ladies on Hong Kong Island have a very sharp eye."
"They recognize you, Su Ruan, as a person, and your abilities."
He put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and smiled brightly.
"How are you feeling? Are you exhausted? Want to take a break?"
Su Ruan raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
"Switzerland, a snow-capped mountain town, where the air can cleanse your lungs."
Shen Yu's eyes were open and honest, carrying a hint of casual invitation.
“I’m going to check out a project, and I need a travel companion.”
"Is this a reward for our meritorious service?"
The snow-capped mountains and meadows of Switzerland are indeed alluring.
The exhausted body screamed for escape.
Just as I was about to speak, my phone suddenly vibrated.
Huo Siyue.
Su Ruan made an apologetic gesture to Shen Yu and answered the call.
"Su Daji! It's an emergency!"
Huo Siyue spoke in a low voice, her speech as fast as a machine gun.
"My brother ran away! He went to Yunqi Temple!"
Su Ruan was slightly taken aback.
"Yunqi Temple?"
"They must have been going crazy to go looking for peace and quiet!"
"He can't let you go at all. I saw how fiercely they kissed in the lounge that day! He's kidding me!"
"Listen to me, strike while the iron is hot and kill him!"
"Charge them now! Don't give him a chance to meditate!"
"Tear his robe in front of Buddha! The head-forcing team will perform a remote ritual for you!"
"I'll send you the address on WeChat! Hurry! Step on the gas!"
The phone call ended, leaving a lingering buzz.
Su Ruan held her phone, not moving.
On one side are Swiss snow-capped mountains and meadows.
A sincere and open invitation, offering readily available relaxation and new possibilities.
On one side is the Yunqi Ancient Temple.
The high walls that Yan Tingnan forcibly built required her to tear off the cold-faced Buddha's robes.
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