sjar Chapter 537 Conflict
Chapter 537 Conflict
"Ci'an? What's wrong with you..." Guo Mingjie let go in panic, and the wine glass rolled to the ground.
Lin Ci'an didn't look at Guo Mingjie, his eyes were fixed on Chu Ziyu's face.
There was an unnatural blush on his pale skin. The rough treatment Guo Mingjie had just given him had left traces on his body - red marks on his chin from being pinched, bite wounds on the corners of his lips, and faint fingerprints on his neck.
The moment the boy raised his eyes, there were still water droplets hanging on his eyelashes, reflecting tiny rays of light under the light.
Those eyes...
In his previous life, the last thing he saw before he died was this pair of eyes.
Wet, painful eyes filled with regret.
And now, besides astonishment, there was also a hint of emotion in those eyes that he could not read—like... expectation?
absurd.
Lin Ci'an suppressed the restlessness surging in his chest and forced himself to calm down.
——He came for revenge.
——He came to make Chu Ziyu pay the price.
But why... seeing him being treated like this makes me so... angry?
The collar of his wet shirt was askew, revealing a small red mole on his collarbone.
When he looked up at people, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, with a sense of innocent vulnerability, but stubbornness was hidden deep in his pupils, like a little beast that was forced into a desperate situation, and was obviously covered in wounds, but refused to really bow its head.
Lin Ci'an's Adam's apple rolled.
——How could he be... so beautiful and so embarrassed?
——She is so beautiful that one would want to possess her, and so miserable that one would want to...destroy her more thoroughly.
Lin Ci'an's gaze finally shifted away from Chu Ziyu and when he turned to Guo Mingjie, the temperature in his eyes suddenly dropped to freezing point.
"explain."
His voice was soft, but it sounded like a sword being unsheathed.
Guo Mingjie loosened his tie and put on a hypocritical smile: "Ci'an, listen to me, this is just a misunderstanding-"
"Misunderstand?"
Lin Ci'an suddenly grabbed the red wine bottle on the table and smashed it against the wall, splashing glass fragments and dark red liquid everywhere.
A few drops splashed on Chu Ziyu's face and slid down his cheeks like tears of blood.
Guo Mingjie was shocked by the sudden violence and took a half step back and bumped into the bedside table.
The aphrodisiac drugs rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound.
“Thirty-two days.”
Lin Ci'an approached step by step, the shadow cast by the hood of his sweatshirt obscuring his distorted expression, "Our 'marriage' has only lasted for 32 days, and you can't wait to take your lover to check into a hotel?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "our" and saw out of the corner of his eye that Chu Ziyu's shoulders trembled slightly.
Guo Mingjie quickly regained his composure and even smiled sarcastically: "Lin Ci'an, don't act like a victim. This marriage is a transaction, and you and I both know it."
He adjusted his cuffs and said frivolously, "Besides, aren't you also interested in my little pet? The way you stared at him - that's not innocent."
"Shut up!"
Lin Ci'an grabbed Guo Mingjie by the collar and threw him against the wall.
The severe pain from the car accident in his previous life seemed to return to his body, and his fingers trembled with anger.
Guo Mingjie, who was pressed against the wall, suddenly laughed: "Why, I was right?"
He leaned close to Lin Ci'an's ear provocatively, "Let me tell you a secret. He has never let me touch him until now. Why don't we do it together——"
Before he could finish his words, Lin Ci'an's fist had already hit him in the face.
Guo Mingjie stumbled and knocked over the coffee table, and the sound of the glass table top shattering was extremely harsh.
“Mr. Lin!”