77: Chapter 77: Eating with a Mouthful 77: Chapter 77: Eating with a Mouthful An Ruo thought Tang Yuchen was a complete devil, dark and cruel.
Anyone who crossed him would suffer his fierce retaliation.
In her past life, she must have done something abominable to Tang Yuchen, which was why he tormented her so in this life.
Another day had passed, and over the last three days, An Ruo had eaten only a piece of cake.
At this moment, she was so hungry that she had no strength at all.
Tang Yuchen entered as usual, holding a plate in his hand.
The plate still had a piece of cake the size of a palm, but today there was also a cup of milk.
“Baby, you must be hungry,” the man said as he sat down next to her, pulling up her body with feigned sympathy.
An Ruo didn’t even give him a glance.
Overcome by hunger, she snatched the milk and drank it in one gulp, then grabbed the cake with her hand, gobbling it down.
Tang Yuchen shook his head with a clucking sound and smiled, “Look at you, you’ve got it all around your mouth.”
As he spoke, he lowered his head and used the tip of his tongue to lick off a crumb of cake from the corner of her mouth.
An Ruo looked at him tiredly and asked, “Can you let me call An Ji?
I haven’t been home for three days; he can’t find me and must be going crazy.”
Tang Yuchen stroked her smooth long hair, his thin lips curling up slightly, “Don’t worry, he knows you’re here with me.
I had someone watch him; he won’t be in any trouble.”
He must have had someone watch An Ji to keep him from causing trouble.
Regardless, An Ruo felt somewhat reassured after hearing this.
“He must think you’ve done something to me.
Just let me talk to him on the phone; he’s still a child and must be very anxious right now.”
Tang Yuchen looked at her silently, and An Ruo continued to persuade him, “I’ll only talk to him for a while, and you can listen in.
Are you still worried I could do something wily?
Besides, with all your power, what could I possibly do in front of you?”
The man slightly nodded, took out his phone, and handed it to her.
“You can only talk for two minutes.”
An Ruo shifted slightly to put a bit of distance between herself and Tang Yuchen, pressed An Ji’s number, and put the phone to her ear.
“It seems no one is answering.” An Ruo glanced at him, redialed the number, her head slightly lowered, and her long hair covering most of her face.
Seeing that she had dialed three times with no answer, Tang Yuchen said indifferently, “That’s enough, call him another time.”
An Ruo looked at him pleadingly, softly saying, “Just let me try once more; maybe he’s taking a shower and couldn’t answer in time.”
Tang Yuchen hesitated for a moment, then nodded as if to agree.
An Ruo showed a happy smile and redialed the number.
Watching her pleased look, the man thought to himself how easily satisfied she was.
His lips slightly curved, relaxed, he lay back on the bed and stretched out his long arms.
An Ruo glanced at him.
Suddenly, she jumped up, dashed into the bathroom at her fastest speed, and slammed the door shut, locking it!
Tang Yuchen sat up abruptly; he didn’t chase her immediately.
Yet his eyes narrowed dangerously, and a cold smile curled at the corners of his lips.
In the bathroom, An Ruo held the phone and dialed one one zero, “Hello, is this the police?
I want to report a crime…”
The police arrived quickly.
Only after they came did An Ruo dare to come out of the bathroom.
“Miss An, did you make the report?” a policewoman asked her.
An Ruo nodded, looking toward Tang Yuchen, who stood arms crossed with an expressionless face.
Yet the gaze he fixed on her was dark and frightening.