Just as Wen Yu’s expression became subtle, he heard her chuckle, “Alright, no more jesting with you, I have things to take care of, your sister is leaving.”
Outside the door, someone had just passed by, and she had already heard their footsteps.
After she spoke, she began to pull away, Wen Yu merely watched her silently, not stopping her. As she pulled open the door and was about to leave, he heard a voice from behind him:
“What, jesting, do you see me as nothing more than a plaything for your amusement?”
Ruan Yiyi’s footsteps halted; she slightly raised her eyebrows. Turning back to look at him, her lips curled into a half-smile, half-smirk, and she said earnestly, word by word: “A plaything? Little brother, you’re exaggerating. To me, you’re nothing more than a little brother, that’s all.”
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Having said that, she didn’t linger and left directly.
Wen Yu’s originally clear and pure eyes suddenly changed, dark and oppressive, like a tornado in April swirling towards him.
Just a little brother?
“Quite a, ‘just a little brother.'”
The young man clenched his fists.
Since everyone had been drinking, Wen Yu had arranged rooms for them to rest in advance, planning for them to leave the next day.
The reason he chose this place had nothing to do with its grade; it was because he was familiar with it, and it was staffed. There was no need to worry about any trouble without fearing for the consequences.
After everyone else had gone to rest, he didn’t stay, but left.
A helicopter was parked on the roof’s helipad, with a pilot waiting for him.
He ascended to the rooftop, approached the helicopter, got on board, and soon, the helicopter took off.
In a towering building not far off, with lights brightly shining, the camera zooms in to a large suite where a man wearing glasses appears to be doing something odd with his hands, muttering to himself.
But clearly, there wasn’t another person by his side.
The young man landed on the rooftop helipad; the helicopter’s rotor blades whipped up a strong wind, dispersing the lingering dust on the ground.
He descended the elevator and entered the high-rise building of over sixty floors, entering the room where the man was.
There were several bodyguards guarding at the door.
Wen Yu, looking through the glass, watched the man’s behavior, his expression indifferent as if he were used to such oddities.
This man, who appeared to be obsessively talking to himself, was none other than the legendary Master Jiang.
He was a stubborn and crazy person, but this was only in terms of his emotions.
Watching him, Wen Yu often felt that the person liked by Master Jiang truly faced a tragedy that was incomparably sad and miserable.
Perhaps it was his previous domineering, perverse possessiveness that had driven his girlfriend to death, right?
Yes, Master Jiang’s girlfriend had passed away, killed in a car accident while trying to escape from him.
As for his role with respect to Master Jiang,
Perhaps it was his previous domineering, perverse possessiveness that had driven his girlfriend to death, right?
Yes, Master Jiang’s girlfriend had passed away, killed in a car accident while trying to escape from him.
As for his role with respect to Master Jiang, perhaps it was his previous domineering, perverse possessiveness that had driven his girlfriend to death, right?
Yes, Master Jiang’s girlfriend had passed away, killed in a car accident while trying to escape from him.
Perhaps it was his previous domineering, perverse possessiveness that had driven his girlfriend to death, right?
Yes, Master Jiang’s girlfriend had passed away, killed in a car accident while trying to escape from him.
As for his role with respect to Master Jiang,
As for his role with respect to Master Jiang,