Ding Yixin hadn’t expected that his longtime subordinate would harbor such twisted feelings toward him.
He had once intended to show mercy and leave him a whole body. Now...
Ding Yixin lifted his hand slightly and a few men stepped out of the shadows in the corner.
"Clean it up," he ordered calmly.
Ding Hao lowered his head, as if accepting his fate. But then he suddenly burst into crazed laughter. "Hahaha! Third Master, you’re a demon! You have no heart!"
Ding Yixin’s expression didn’t change. He didn’t even glance at him again.
Soon, the basement was filled with the man’s screams. It was loud at first, but then it’s growing weaker and weaker until everything went silent once more.
When Ding Yixin finally stepped outside the villa, the man’s dying words still echoed in his mind like a curse.
"The person you were messaging... does he know what kind of man you are? Does he know how many lives are stained on your hands?"
"If he finds out, will he still let you get close?"
"No, Third Master! He’ll run away... No one will ever truly love you."
"..."
Ding Yixin stood still for a long time. Then he raised his hand and threw the blood stained gloves into the trash can. His face was expressionless, cold, and calm.
But in his eyes, there was a deep obsession, the one that couldn’t be hidden or erased.
"...He’ll run away if he finds out?"
Then he would make sure that person never found out.
...
"Hey, are you in love lately?"
"...Cough! Cough!" Rong Xingyu almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed for a long time before lifting his head helplessly to look at Qian Zhijun.
Qian Zhijun scratched his head awkwardly after realizing he might have guessed wrong. "N-No? It’s just... you seem to be in a really good mood lately."
What he didn’t say aloud was that Rong Xingyu didn’t just look happy, he was glowing. Anyone seeing that face full of joy would think he had fallen in love.
"Our main task right now is studying. We can’t be in an early relationship."
Rong Xingyu didn’t know why Qian Zhijun suddenly brought this up, but he still explained it patiently.
Qian Zhijun looked curious. "Then why do you seem so cheerful these days? Did something good happen?"
Rong Xingyu picked up the book in his hand and said seriously, "Studying makes me happy."
Qian Zhijun: "..."
Well... that actually made sense. Damn it! Why did that sound so convincing?
When Rong Xingyu saw Qian Zhijun’s shocked expression, it’s like his soul had just been enlightened and a question mark slowly appeared in his mind.
Then, without saying anything more, he lowered his head and continued reading.
Seeing this, Qian Zhijun also took out his textbook.
Ten minutes later, Qian Zhijun let out a big yawn.
He secretly glanced at his deskmate and he saw Rong Xingyu had already flipped through several pages of the book!