After several twists and turns, Wan Tong felt uncomfortable walking, so Yan Qinglu carried her downstairs in the end.
“Your Mom hasn’t come back yet. Nothing happened, right?” Wan Tong sat on the sofa, while Yan Qinglu squatted in front of her, helping her put on shoes.
“Someone followed her,” Yan Qinglu replied.
Wan Tong nodded.
Just as they were putting on shoes, Lin Cui walked in from outside the door, and she paused for a moment when she saw the two figures in front of the sofa.
Startled, Wan Tong quickly stood up from the sofa and pulled Yan Qinglu.
However, Yan Qinglu remained calm, only rising when he pressed Wan Tong has properly worn her shoes.
Lin Cui was dressed in a new glittery red lipstick, with a scent of smoke and alcohol on her, indicating she had been to some entertainment place like a dance hall. No wonder Yan Qinglu wasn’t worried; almost all the entertainment venues in City A were under his control now.
Lin Cui used to frequent various pleasure spots when she was young, so she was familiar with the city life, even comfortable with it, like a fish in water.
She knew there was something unusual between Yan family’s girl and her own son, but she never expected her son to abandon his pride and bend down to put shoes on for her.
“Hello, Aunt Yan, I’m A’Lu’s girlfriend, Yan Wantong,” Wan Tong introduced herself, although they were from the same village, they hadn’t interacted much before.
“I know, Yan family’s fourth daughter,” Lin Cui said, putting down her handbag and walking over.
She still exuded a certain charm, attracting others’ attention with every step.
Suddenly, Wan Tong thought of the d*mn charm Yan Qinglu had shown on the bed earlier. She sighed inwardly; he was so enchanting, there had to be a reason for it.
Inherently seductive.
“Xiao Lu, I’m sorry for making you suffer just now,” Lin Cui reached out and touched Yan Qinglu’s shoulder, apologizing softly.
“Mm,” Yan Qinglu merely responded casually, “I’ll take Tongtong home first.”
Saying so, he took Wan Tong’s hand and headed out.
When they reached the entrance, as Yan Qinglu put on his shoes, Wan Tong turned around and her heart skipped a beat in fright.
“Yan Qinglu, your Mom, she—” Wan Tong instinctively closed her eyes.
For a moment, the air was silent. Wan Tong looked back at Yan Qinglu, who seemed frozen like wood, his black eyes fixed on the direction of the living room.
With a clatter, followed by a painful, suppressed female voice, echoed.
In the living room, Lin Cui dropped a sharp fruit knife, her right hand covering her blood-soaked left hand, red liquid dripping down.
“Aunt Yan!” Wan Tong quickly ran over.
As if awakened by her voice, Yan Qinglu also approached Lin Cui quickly.
Lin Cui sat slumped on the sofa, letting the blood drip onto herself, tears streaming down her face as she cried out, “Xiao Lu, I don’t want your father anymore, I can’t let him continue to influence me, I’ve cut him off, look…”
Her crimson eyes looked at the ring finger lying on the coffee table.
There was also a ring stained with blood.
Wan Tong was speechless, turning her head to look at Yan Qinglu.
He lowered his head, tightly gripping Lin Cui’s wrist, the muscles on his face faintly trembling. Finally, only two words spilled from his thin lips, “That’s good.”
Suddenly, Wan Tong’s eyes and nose were filled with an uncontrollable sourness.
Before she could say anything, suddenly Shishi said in her mind that the Raider has rewound the time.
Wan Tong was caught off guard, her vision darkened, then brightened, and she found herself two hours in the past.
She held a cotton swab in her hand, treating Yan Qinglu’s wound.
At the same time, a new plot emerged in her mind. After Yan Wan’ying left a gathering, she went out to play with her friends.
But on her way home, she was followed, killed, and thrown into the river.
So she started over again.
As for the person who killed Yan Wan’ying, Shishi didn’t mention it, only a name, Suozi, a person from Hei Long.
When did Yan Wanying provoke someone from Hei Long? And triggered the reset mechanism?
Wan Tong was puzzled, staring blankly as she held the cotton swab.
It wasn’t until Yan Qinglu turned to glance at her and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“…Nothing.” Wan Tong tugged at the corner of her mouth, recalling everything that had just happened, feeling amused.
She met Yan Qinglu’s black eyes and remembered how he had held her in his arms and bullied her, so she didn’t hold back.
Seeing Yan Qinglu’s back muscles twitching but enduring the pain without a word, Wan Tong softened again.
He didn’t know anything now. What was she getting back at him for?
After helping Yan Qinglu with his wound again, she felt hot and wanted to take off her coat, but she resisted and even buttoned up the coat.
Yan Qinglu put on his shirt and saw her actions, leaning over to ask, “Little Fourth Yan, are you feeling hot, or are you guarding against me?”
Wan Tong raised her eyes to meet his smiling gaze and snorted, “Guarding against you.”
Yan Qinglu smiled at her response, his gaze wandering freely over her.
Seeing her knee-length coat and the narrow blue fabric underneath, he curiously asked, “Is that a new design at your store?”
As soon as Wan Tong heard these familiar words, her heart skipped a beat, and her legs, which were being stared at, also felt weak.
“Uh…” She vaguely nodded and then took a few steps back.
Yan Qinglu looked at her slender and beautiful legs, as well as the slightly exposed ankles, and suddenly found them exceptionally attractive, unable to take his eyes off.
“Tongtong, come here and let me see your new clothes,” he casually said.
Normally, before Wan Tong’s store released new arrivals, she would wear a batch of suitable new designs first, and this wasn’t the first time Yan Qinglu had said something like this.
He just liked seeing her dressed up nicely, then he would take her away amidst the envious and jealous gazes of other men.
But after experiencing what had just happened, Wan Tong was now wary of him like she would be of a wolf.
She didn’t want to be as weak as she was just now, unable to leave this room…
“I’m going back. My Third Brother is still waiting for me,” Wan Tong mentioned her Third Brother.
Yan Qinglu squinted his eyes. As she turned to leave, he quickly stepped forward, embraced her, and then both of them fell onto the bed together.
“Little Fourth Yan, why do I feel like you’re acting a bit strange? What are you hiding from me, hmm?” He lightly tapped her smooth cheek with his index finger and then kissed it lightly with his thin lips.
Her skin was very tender; he didn’t exert much force, yet left a pink mark on it.
“What could I possibly be hiding from you?” Wan Tong blinked innocently, asking back, seemingly without any guilt. “Yan Qinglu, where is your Mom? Shall we go find her? She just arrived here; maybe she’s not used to it yet?”
Yan Qinglu stared at her, knowing she couldn’t hide anything, but still feeling something amiss, as if he had missed something.
“Just eager to see your mother-in-law?” he teased, but also pulled her up from the bed.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen her before.”
With that, Wan Tong brushed past the issue and even dragged Yan Qinglu to a bar.
Lin Cui was drowning herself in alcohol, accompanied by Zhong Youqian. Seeing Yan Qinglu and Wan Tong approaching, Zhong Youqian happily went to have a few drinks.
Yan Qinglu and Wan Tong watched Lin Cui for a while, and Lin Cui downed three shots of strong liquor.
“Is it okay for your Mom to drink like this?” Wan Tong asked, worried.
Yan Qinglu glanced in Lin Cui’s direction, his expression slightly dazed. “It’s fine.”
“Let’s get her drunk and take her home, so everyone can go to bed early,” Wan Tong suggested.
Yan Qinglu smirked at her suggestion but agreed, “Alright.”
In the end, it was Yan Qinglu who carried Lin Cui on his back to the car.
Wan Tong sat with Lin Cui in the backseat. In the darkness, she touched the gold ring on Lin Cui’s ring finger and rubbed a bottle of essential oil she had in her pocket onto it.
“What’s that smell?” Yan Qinglu asked from the front.
“It’s my essential oil leaking out. It’s so expensive, it was brought from overseas,” Wan Tong complained softly, while forcefully taking off the ring from Lin Cui’s finger.
Wan Tong didn’t want to see Lin Cui cut her finger again.
To bid farewell to people from the past, one didn’t necessarily have to leave behind pain by hurting oneself.
Most importantly, it was about the heart.
“Give me the brand, I’ll have someone bring it for you,” Yan Qinglu said.
Wan Tong nodded slightly and didn’t say anything more.
When they were close to home, Wan Tong finally took off the ring. When she got out of the car, she was already sweating profusely.
Yan Qinglu took Lin Cui to his home before taking Wan Tong back to her house next door.
Through the closed carved gate, Wan Tong waved to Yan Qinglu before stepping into the house with joyful steps.
Yan Qinglu watched her figure, the wind blowing her coat, and saw her two legs tightly wrapped in blue fabric, straight and slender, which stirred something in him. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, feeling a bit parched in his throat.
This little troublemaker, next time he must catch her and take a good look.
What kind of clothes was she wearing? It was unexpectedly so seductive.