In a sensual hotel room, Lin Xu held a small khaki leather whip, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
His gaze was fixed on the person in front of him, bound to a chair, his face flushed with desire yet clearly in pain; the lust in his eyes seemed to devour him entirely.
"Baby, you're so beautiful! I want to make you into a specimen and put you in my collection cabinet, hehehe... Your skin is so fair, it's perfect for leaving red marks..."
Lin Xu stood in front of the chair, gently looping the whip around the man's collarbone, finally stopping at his chin. After lightly lifting his chin, he continued speaking.
"But don't worry, I won't do this alone. Wait for them. Tonight, I'll make sure you're in heaven... Aren't you happy? Hehehe..."
The man dared not look Lin Xu in the eye; a deep-seated fear etched into his very bones filled his gaze, and his body trembled slightly. Yet, he could not utter a single word, only trembling helplessly...
"Bang!"
Just then, the door to the room was kicked open from the outside with tremendous force. The lock snapped open instantly, and the parts fell to the floor with a crisp sound.
Before Lin Xu in the room could react, he had just looked up when he was kicked in the side with full force, showing no mercy.
He groaned and flew backward, crashing into the corner of the bed. The pain made him fall to the ground, clutching his wound and curling up, instantly losing his voice.
But as he lay on his side, he saw a pair of gleaming leather shoes. The shoes were of very high quality, made of special haute couture materials. Only Su Youchuan would wear such shoes.
The anger that had just risen in Lin Xu's heart vanished the moment he saw the shoes. Although he felt aggrieved, he wasn't angry about being kicked by Su Youchuan.
His life was saved by Su Youchuan, so it would be right for Brother Chuan to take it back. But why was he so angry? Who provoked him?
But no matter what, there must be a reason why he suddenly became so harsh on him, and he needs to explain it to him clearly.
What's wrong with this damn body?! Get up and apologize to Brother Chuan! Damn it! I can't move for now.
"Brother! Brother Chuan, I know I was wrong. I'm young and don't understand all the intricacies of things, which is why I didn't speak up for you. It's all my fault, please don't hit my brother!"
Before Lin Xu could recover from the pain, he heard a loud thud as a knee hit the ground. Then, his vision filled with a pair of sneakers, brightly colored pants, and a kneeling figure—kneeling towards Su Youchuan...
Su Youchuan waved for someone to take the person who had fainted from fright out of the room, then looked down at Lin Yuyan's hands, which were clinging to his legs, with a cold expression, his eyes narrowing.
His eyes were bloodshot and cold. He said nothing, and when he looked at people in silence, it was as if they were being stared at by a venomous snake about to launch a fatal attack, which made people's hair stand on end and their legs tremble.
Lin Yuyan immediately withdrew his hand when he was stared at by that gaze. He felt that if he didn't pull his hand back, those hands might disappear from his body in the next second.
"If you weren't so young, that kick I just gave you would have killed him. Do you think I would have kicked him?"
Su Youchuan glanced at Lin Xu, who was barely breathing on the ground, then turned his gaze back to Lin Yuyan. A smile appeared on his lips, but it wasn't a gentle and refined one; instead, it revealed his true gloomy and ruthless nature.
" Lin Yuyan, I've been nice to you for two days, and you still think I'm someone you can easily bully? You even dare to covet my people?"
"No, Brother Chuan, I didn't..."
"Clang!"
"Aww--"
As soon as Su Youchuan finished speaking, Lin Yuyan's face turned deathly pale. He shook his head frantically, but before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly grabbed by the hair and slammed into the table next to him with a bang. He cried out in pain.
"Snap!"
"Brother Chuan, Yuyan is still young and doesn't know his limits. Don't blame him, don't hurt him. He did something wrong, so I, as his older brother, will take responsibility. Please don't be angry."
Su Youchuan stepped on the broken porcelain shards, and Lin Xu, who roughly understood what had happened, immediately got up from the ground, took a deep breath, and recovered from the pain before pleading for his younger brother.
Lin Yuyan had blood streaming down her forehead. Seeing her brother get up, she quickly shrank behind him, timidly clutching his clothes, not daring to speak or make a sound.
How terrifying! It's really terrifying! Su Youchuan is so terrifying! He's a madman! Even madder than Han Dong! I never want to go back to China again, I want to live abroad with my sister forever!
"You'll take responsibility?"
Su Youchuan seemed to have been touched on a sore spot again, his expression turning from pleasant to gloomy, radiating a chilling aura, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
"What? Are you planning to officially confront the Songhui Aristocratic Family? I personally helped your Lin Family rise to power, and even I can't contend with a century-old family like that, so what makes you think you can?"
As soon as Su Youchuan finished speaking, Lin Xu's face turned a shade paler. He hadn't expected this matter to involve the Songhui Aristocratic Family; his Lin Family truly had no way to contend with them.
Lin Xu couldn't understand it. Didn't Su Youchuan say before that he would use a team to infiltrate Bai Zhiyi's life, so that he could easily take him under his wing and then naturally have his way with him?
Why are you so angry after going to the training camp today and not being able to get Yuyan in? That kick just now almost sent him to his death.
" Brother Chuan, is it Song Yanqing and Shang Shujue...?"
Lin Xu realized this possibility in a split second, but before he could finish speaking, Su Youchuan's body temperature dropped several degrees, so cold that he dared not continue.
"Do you know what kind of person Shang Shujue was today? Beautiful, unique personality, sharp tongue... every single one of her traits made me want to conquer her..."
When Su Youchuan got to this point, his excitement and agitation were palpable. He probably actually liked people who didn't like him but still exuded a strong sense of conquest.
"... It's such a pity that he doesn't love me anymore, and he's getting so close to that Song Yanqing?!"
"He actually dared to put his hand on his shoulder, and both of them had swollen, red cuts on their lips... They must have kissed! Damn it! Song Yanqing deserves to die!"
When Su Youchuan spoke these words, the madness in his eyes and his overall deranged state made Lin Yuyan uneasy and as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat. He had never seen Su Youchuan like this before, and today he was not only amazed but also terrified.
Lin Xu, however, was used to it. He even stood up from the ground and, with some concern, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket. The bottle was labeled with words such as bipolar disorder and manic-depressive syndrome.
" Brother Chuan, they really deserve to die. I'll help you think of a solution. Calm down first; you're too agitated right now and easily swayed by your emotions... After you take your medicine, we'll think of a solution together more carefully."
Lin Xu's tone was extremely gentle, as if he were coaxing a baby, Su Youchuan's emotions finally stabilized a bit.
He tentatively took Su Youchuan's hand, and after sensing that he didn't resist, he put his arm around his shoulder and waist, leading him to sit down on the bed...