Chapter 55 Jun Changmo
Wen Yanyu picked up the champagne to moisten her throat, muttered a curse about how awful it tasted, and then said, "It's just that no one has threatened me like this in a long time, so I'm a little unaccustomed to it."
Lin Yu's smile vanished, and she looked at him coldly.
Wen Yanyu put down her wine glass. "You like Fu Hanchuan, don't you?"
Lin Yu was taken aback, her expression unusually flustered.
Before I could even speak.
Wen Yanyu's lips curved slightly, a faint smile playing in her peach blossom eyes as she looked at him with gentle kindness: "To be honest, your methods of threatening people are a bit..."
"inferior."
Wen Yanyu fiddled with her silver fork and said casually, "Although I can barely be considered a first-tier artist, I don't have any works to my name, and my reputation has been terrible lately. Banquets of this caliber won't extend an olive branch to me, and they generally can't prepare a dress on short notice."
"For my company to tacitly approve, and for the people around me to tacitly approve or be kept in the dark, it's obvious that some big shot is setting me up. But I'm just an ordinary person, the only exception is..." Wen Yanyu looked up, "Fu Hanchuan is the only exception in my life."
Under the cold light, the face of the person in front of me became eerily blurred, and the moment our eyes met, there was an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Lin Yu felt a chill run through her body and involuntarily stopped speaking, staring blankly at him.
The silver fork made a harsh "sizzle" sound on the porcelain. Wen Yanyu didn't continue to look at him, hiding her gaze behind her eyelashes.
“Your idea is good, but you haven’t done enough research,” Wen Yanyu said. “I have no intention of staying in this industry for long.”
Lin Yu's breath caught in her throat.
"The prerequisite for threatening someone is that the threatened person has something they are afraid of losing."
Wen Yanyu stuffed cake into her mouth and said calmly, "If you knew me a little better, you would know that I have no family, no friends, no goals, and no dreams."
"Therefore, I am not afraid of losing anything."
I have nothing left to lose.
"In contrast."
Wen Yanyu slowly turned his head to look at him, his eyes seemingly shrouded in a layer of gray mist, detached from the world. In an instant, a cold, intense killing intent enveloped him.
Lin Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, and her heart began to pound wildly.
Wen Yanyu said softly, "Because I have nothing to worry about, so if someone makes me unhappy or makes me angry..."
“I will bite his neck and drag him down to hell.”
"Money, power, the thrill of being superior, the privileges enjoyed by one's birth, the pleasure of controlling others—all these will vanish completely at the moment of death."
Wen Yanyu read them aloud one by one, her voice soft and smiling, completely blending into the soothing music.
"I know you haven't had enough fun yet."
The peach juice burst in his mouth, and Wen Yanyu leaned closer to him with a smile. It was an ambiguous and intimate gesture, yet it sent chills down his spine.
The scent of peaches mixed with a strange, cold fragrance filled his nostrils.
"The Little Prince living in an ivory tower." Wen Yanyu chuckled softly, his voice both gentle and cold: "Don't try to threaten people."
Lin Yu suddenly stood up, concealing her momentary loss of composure, and got up to leave.
Oh, it scared you away already?
Watching the other person's departing figure, Wen Yanyu touched her nose, put a mouthful of caviar in her mouth, and contorted her expression with disgust for a few seconds.
Wen Yanyu put down the fork and rested her chin on her hand in boredom.
Back in the cycle of reincarnation, the bad dog was afraid he would be bullied, so he taught him the methods step by step, and they actually worked very well in his world as well.
As the saying goes, those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose.
that is……
Wen Yanyu closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.
How come the Bad Dog tutorial looks so scary, but when I try to do it myself, it looks so silly, even though I followed the tutorial step by step?
never mind……
Wen Yanyu shook her head, leisurely continued listening to the music, and brought out another plate of small cakes.
On the other side.
The pretty girl in the white dress saw Lin Yu return and immediately went up to her, asking curiously, "Xiao Yu! How did it go? Did he give up?"
Lin Yu looked grim and shook her head at her.
Ji Yuyin's eyes widened: "He's refusing to listen to reason and asking for trouble! You wait, I'll teach him a lesson!"
"Don't go." Lin Yu pulled Ji Yuyin back, a hint of grievance flashing in her eyes: "He and Han Chuan have a good relationship, and I don't want Han Chuan to be in a difficult position because of me."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yuyin was furious.
"You're just too nice! You're clearly Fu Ge's childhood friend, and you've been spending so much time with him abroad! Now this green tea bitch is trying to step on your head! And you just sit there like that!"
“You and Brother Fu were the closest back then. If Brother Fu hadn’t had to go back to China to deal with these matters, Wen Yanyu would never have had the chance to get close to him.”
Ji Yuyin, who was being held back, gritted her teeth and looked indignant. "It's only because he saved Brother Fu that Brother Fu has been putting up with him all this time."
Wen Yanyu, who is not in their circle, has no right to compete with Lin Yu for someone. Back when they were abroad, everyone knew that Fu Hanchuan was cold-hearted, except for the few he had played with since childhood.
The only person he was close to was Lin Yu. He had been shipping his childhood sweetheart for so many years, but suddenly, out of nowhere, another person appeared and forcibly separated them.
Ji Yuyin was furious just thinking about it.
"If you ask me, this kind of person is shameless. He's always thinking about things that don't belong to him, without even considering whether he deserves them. He says he's friends with Brother Fu, but how could Brother Fu possibly be friends with someone like him?"
Ji Yuyin said with exasperation, "You should try to be more assertive. You and Brother Fu have been friends for so many years. Brother Fu and the others are having a banquet on the top floor. What are you afraid of, cowering here? What if they really steal your person away?"
Lin Yu lowered her head, her voice muffled: "It's nothing, you don't need to worry about it."
“Only you can swallow this insult; I can’t.” Ji Yuyin glanced at the person in the corner. “I’m going to teach him a lesson.”
Ji Yuyin kept babbling on and on.
Lin Yu, however, was no longer in the mood to listen.
He had made preparations before coming.
He threatened Wen Yanyu to leave Hanchuan. He knew what had happened between Wen Yanyu and Hanchuan, and he was confident that he could control this gentle little star.
But then came the other party's behavior.
Lin Yu bit her lip.
His performance was exactly the same as Fu Hanchuan's back then, with almost identical words. If it weren't for their completely different appearances, at that moment, he could hardly tell the two apart.
Lin Yu lowered her head, her fingertips digging deeply into her palm, leaving a bloody mark.
Their relationship had developed far more intimately than they had imagined, without them even realizing it.
The rooftop was brightly lit.
Fu Hanchuan frowned as he reviewed the empty surveillance footage.
Why did you run out again...?
Someone came to offer a toast.
Fu Hanchuan glanced at it casually, took the wine glass, and downed it in one gulp.
The pungent smell of alcohol mixed with a bitter taste made him subconsciously frown.
Strong liquor?
When he looked up again, the person who had offered him the toast smiled politely at him and continued chatting and laughing with the people around him.
Fu Hanchuan looked at the empty wine glass in his hand, his heart suddenly racing, and he glanced around.
Fu Hanchuan remained calm, casually asking the servant beside him where the restroom was, then put down his wine glass and walked around to the back of the room.
The banquet hall on the seventh floor.
Having successfully finished her meal, Wen Yanyu put down her plate, intending to wait out a while before heading home to rest.
Lin Yu, who was not far away, glanced at the message, said goodbye to the people around her, and said that she was going to say hello to Fu Hanchuan.
Under the knowing gazes of the people around him, he hurriedly left the meeting room on the 7th floor.
The music in the banquet hall reached its peak and then stopped abruptly. Outside the door, a series of rhythmic footsteps could be heard.
A faint scent of cologne and a barely perceptible fishy smell mingled in the air.
"Tap tap..."
"Tap tap..."
"Tap tap..."
That lingering auditory hallucination—laughter, tearing, the sound of flesh bursting open—accompanied by familiar footsteps approaching from afar.
Wen Yanyu froze, her brain hadn't even processed what was happening before her body reacted, her breathing stopped, and her gaze slowly turned toward the door.
The man, dressed in a simple dark overcoat with a rabbit-shaped silver lock on his chest that seemed out of place with his overall style, had black hair and black eyes. His features were eerily beautiful, like those in an ink painting, and his phoenix eyes held a faint smile. He was escorted into the hall by several people.
Jun Changmo...
The name, etched into my soul by fear, flashed through my mind.
Wen Yanyu stared blankly at the doorway, all color draining from his face.
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