Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 188: Leave Enough Breath to Spare

Lu Jinyang merely swept a disinterested glance at him, remaining silent; it was clear that he had no intention of answering his question.

Leng Yixing withdrew his gaze, unenthused, and began to down his ten cans of beer.

"Xing, don’t drink yet," Gu Chen reached out to hold the beer in his hand, "Feeling upset? Let’s go vent it out."

"...I’m not going."

"You’ll regret it if you don’t."

Leng Yixing: "..."

An hour later

A sack was tossed into the private room, a little too long, emitting a muffled grunt as it hit the floor.

Leng Yixing looked at his handiwork with satisfaction, "These days, who needs to get their own hands dirty to deal with someone? Just a bit of money and people rush to do your bidding—simple, crude."

Gu Chen’s mouth twitched silently while Lu Jinyang watched the squirming sack on the ground, rolling up his sleeves as he stood up.

Both were subtly startled by his actions—was he gearing up to make a move?

Bear in mind, they’d never seen Major Lu lay hands on anyone apart from prisoners of war.

However, Lu Jinyang stopped in front of the sack and untied it.

The sack opened, revealing a face battered blue and swollen, unable to speak due to something stuffed in his mouth.

That person glared furiously at Lu Jinyang as if only through his glare could he unleash his pent-up rage.

Gu Chen averted his eyes from the no longer handsome face in silence.

The ones who tied him up were found by Gu Chen, who had just said he wanted the man alive, yet he didn’t expect them to deliver such a ’live’ person!

"Tsk, he wasn’t much to look at in the first place, and now he’s even uglier," Leng Yixing sneered coldly, "People these days, don’t they look in the mirror? With that sort of mug, still daring to compete with others for a woman."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Leng Yixing’s eyes, the beaten man’s appearance already pitiful. If Leng Yixing were to lay hands on him, he might accidentally kill him.

Leng Yixing restrained himself and moved to a corner to sulk with his drink.

It was truly frustrating.

He thought that having the man brought back would allow him a chance to let off steam, only to face such an outcome.

Si Nanchen, now with the gag removed from his mouth, instantly felt a relief, but he laughed when he saw Lu Jinyang.

"Lu Jinyang, I guess you had me tied up because you’re not confident you can keep Shuqing, huh? Makes sense, I loved her passionately back then, not so easily forgotten."

No sooner had he spoken than he cast a taunting look at Lu Jinyang—his swollen and bruised face making the expression especially comical.

Yet Lu Jinyang remained unperturbed, "Only losers resort to provocation."

Si Nanchen: "Provocation?" Wasn’t it supposed to be sowing discord?

He wasn’t sure how deep their relationship had gone, so he had wanted to poke around a bit, but it turns out this man was truly as inscrutable as the rumors suggest. Had it been someone else, the reaction would have been different.

"Everyone talks about you as the Imperial Major, who would have thought you’d stoop to kidnapping over a woman?"

"Wrong, you weren’t kidnapped by me."

Si Nanchen found himself unable to describe his current emotion, like punching cotton, powerless.

He stopped talking.

A while later, he heard Lu Jinyang speaking again.

He said, "I asked you to come here to remind you, don’t push your luck, don’t provoke me, and don’t have the illusion of escape."

Si Nanchen still didn’t speak.

Lu Jinyang turned around and called out to Leng Yixing, "If you want to play, play, but leave him enough breath to survive."

Gu Chen: "..."

Leng Yixing: "..."

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