Chapter 165
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The private room fell into a deathly silence.
The air was filled with a piercing coldness, and Lou Yan stood silently. It felt like a long time had passed, yet also like only a second had gone by. Lou Yan sneered coldly and turned to leave.
Fu Xuezhou’s face instantly turned extremely ugly. He closed his eyes tightly, trying hard to suppress the inexplicable panic and the impulse to chase after Lou Yan. He told himself that it was fine this way, it was good for Lou Yan to know, wasn’t this what he truly thought? But his complexion was as chilling as ice.
Cui Ansheng glanced subtly at Li Sanxin, and Li Sanxin urged him to continue.
Cui Ansheng swallowed his saliva, feeling bitter in his heart. He actually didn’t dare to speak much at this moment because he could see that Fu Xuezhou was on the verge of exploding. Regardless of whether it was before or after the Anomaly Resurgence, it was quite funny to say that he was five or six years older than Fu Xuezhou, but deep down, he felt a bit afraid of Fu Xuezhou, especially afraid of Fu Xuezhou getting angry.
However, thinking of what Lou Yan had requested him to cooperate with earlier on the phone, Cui Ansheng sighed inwardly.
Whether it was Lou Yan’s request or the demands of the cultists, Cui Ansheng had to help facilitate a deeper emotional connection between Fu Xuezhou and Lou Yan.
Cui Ansheng’s gaze swept over Fu Xuezhou, and he keenly noticed the tightly clenched fists under the table and the veins bulging on the back of his hand. Cui Ansheng’s eyes flashed, then he looked at Fu Xuezhou’s tightly pursed lips and his slightly trembling eyelids…
Even Cui Ansheng, who had already realized that Fu Xuezhou had a special feeling for Lou Yan, felt somewhat incredulous at this moment, even a bit surreal, as if he were seeing the sun rise from the west.
Fu Xuezhou actually liked Lou Yan?
Unexpectedly, he had never imagined that there would be such a day for Fu Xuezhou.
Cui Ansheng found it somewhat amusing, but before he could laugh, his worries suppressed it.
This time, he treated everyone to a meal at the request of the cultists, secretly helping Fu Xuezhou develop feelings for Lou Yan. Cui Ansheng didn’t know what the cultists were planning, but he felt somewhat uneasy.
Moreover, he could see that Fu Xuezhou was truly in trouble this time, but Cui Ansheng couldn’t discern Lou Yan’s intentions. Lou Yan’s ability to team up with him to push Fu Xuezhou to this extent showed that Lou Yan had already firmly grasped Fu Xuezhou. The one who falls in love first loses. Cui Ansheng was truly worried. If Lou Yan wanted to take advantage of this love, Fu Xuezhou might not be able to handle it…
Thinking about this, Cui Ansheng let out a bitter smile in his heart.
How could he have the qualification to worry about Fu Xuezhou now? Wasn’t he also using the relationship between him and Fu Xuezhou to complete his tasks?
After thinking about all this, just over ten seconds had passed. Cui Ansheng regained his senses and cautiously said, “Ah Zhou, Chief Lou he—”
Before he could finish his words, Fu Xuezhou suddenly pushed the table in front of him with a bang. The heavy round dining table was pushed far away in an instant, causing a harsh friction sound as it scraped across the ground, splashing soup and water all over the table and floor.
Cui Ansheng was startled and stopped talking.
Fu Xuezhou opened his eyes, looking at the table expressionlessly for a few seconds before suddenly standing up from his chair and heading towards the door.
Li Sanxin stepped forward to block the doorway, extending his hand to stop Fu Xuezhou from going after Lou Yan.
A chilling aura emanated from Fu Xuezhou’s black eyes. “Move.”
Li Sanxin took a deep breath and used all his strength to withstand the terrifying pressure from Fu Xuezhou. He stood up straight like a reliable knight beside Lou Yan, his face serious as he looked into Fu Xuezhou’s eyes, and said each word seriously, “Since you don’t like Yanzi, then don’t do things that would cause misunderstandings.”
Fu Xuezhou sneered coldly, and Li Sanxin suddenly felt a flash before his eyes, a gust of wind blowing past, and Fu Xuezhou in front of him disappeared in an instant!
Li Sanxin suppressed the words he wanted to warn Fu Xuezhou with and couldn’t help but mutter, “So urgent?”
He recalled Fu Xuezhou’s expression just now, realizing that Fu Xuezhou cared more about Lou Yan than he had imagined, Li Sanxin couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was pleased with this development; after all, Fu Xuezhou was too dangerous. Naturally, it was good for his brother to have a bit more control.
Damn, my bro is awesome! Li Sanxin sighed in admiration, rubbing his chin. The charm of Yanzi is truly irresistible. Fu Xuezhou, the ruthless and heartless destroyer, is now obediently bowing down at Yanzi’s feet? He used to be so arrogant, looking down on everyone, but now he’s anxious?
In front of the Donglai Restaurant.
Lou Yan had just sat in the car when Fu Xuezhou suddenly appeared outside the car door. Seeing Fu Xuezhou about to open the car door to get in, Lou Yan chuckled, immediately stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
“Lou Yan!”
Fu Xuezhou shouted with suppressed emotions, but the car sped up even more. The expensive sedan instantly gained speed, leaving Fu Xuezhou far behind.
Fu Xuezhou was sprayed with exhaust from the car’s tailpipe, watching the car disappear into the distance, his face turning grim.
The roads in Rongcheng were almost deserted at night, and Lou Yan drove straight towards the seaside, speeding up. As he approached the beach, Lou Yan glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that the road behind was empty.
Lou Yan furrowed his brows slightly, wondering if Fu Xuezhou had lost track of him…
Lou Yan shifted his gaze away, looking ahead again, but suddenly saw a figure standing in the middle of the road about twenty meters ahead!
Lou Yan’s eyelids twitched, and he immediately slammed on the brakes, the tires rubbing harshly against the ground as the car came to a sudden stop. The front of the car was less than a meter away from the person in the middle of the road.
The inertia caused Lou Yan’s body to lean forward, and he frowned and looked up. Fu Xuezhou was standing in front of his car, his face stern, his pitch-black eyes firmly fixed on him through the car window.
Lou Yan muttered irritably, seeming unwilling to see Fu Xuezhou at all, and immediately shifted into reverse. But before he could reverse much, the rear of the car suddenly hit something. Lou Yan looked and saw that Fu Xuezhou had inserted his Tang blade into the ground, and the rear of the car had collided with it.
“D*mn it!” Lou Yan slapped the steering wheel in frustration, and the sharp sound of the horn echoed in the deserted night.
Fu Xuezhou’s face grew darker as he watched Lou Yan avoid him. He approached Lou Yan step by step, walking from the front of the car to the side of Lou Yan’s window, and tapped on Lou Yan’s window with his fingers.
Lou Yan turned to look at him, not lowering the window, and looked at Fu Xuezhou through the car window with a cold and mocking gaze. “Fu Xuezhou, why did you chase after me?”
Fu Xuezhou looked at Lou Yan through the car window, unable to conceal the mesmerizing firelight jumping in Lou Yan’s eyes. He couldn’t describe the feeling in his heart, but in that moment when the impending anger and frustration were disappearing, it was replaced by a sense of stability. Fu Xuezhou’s throat rolled, and he asked in a low voice, “Are you angry?”
Lou Yan continued to mockingly look at Fu Xuezhou, his eyes as indifferent as if he were looking at a stranger.
Fu Xuezhou suddenly felt all the frustration and oppression he had felt before coming rushing back, enveloping him like seawater. Suddenly, an uncontrollable killing intent surged within him, and the negative emotions that had nearly driven him insane in hundreds of cycles now seemed precarious. Fu Xuezhou wanted to forcefully erase the indifference in Lou Yan’s eyes, by any means necessary, as long as Lou Yan didn’t look at him like that.
“You don’t like me, do you?” Lou Yan suddenly mocked, “So why are you here now? Just to ask me if I’m angry? Fu Xuezhou, do you think I would be angry just because you don’t like me?”
Fu Xuezhou’s lips pressed into a thin line. Lou Yan’s silence annoyed him, yet Lou Yan speaking also annoyed him. His brain throbbed faintly, his temples pulsating. Fu Xuezhou himself didn’t know what he wanted, or what was happening now.
The turmoil and madness in his heart made him look at the car that separated him and Lou Yan with increasing displeasure. He wanted to destroy the car and forcibly drag Lou Yan in front of him, but he also knew that doing so would only make Lou Yan detest him even more.
Fu Xuezhou’s fingers curled, the sea breeze tousling his silver hair as it danced in the air, obscuring his expression. He restrained himself, raising his hand to the rearview mirror of the car door, and with a forceful push, there was a “crack” as the rearview mirror broke off and fell to the ground.
Lou Yan: “…”
This car was Lou Yan’s beloved car, and Lou Yan suppressed his anger and said, “Fu Xuezhou!”
Fu Xuezhou lowered his head to look at the broken rearview mirror, and the complex surge of emotions in him eased slightly. He closed his eyes, then suddenly leaned closer to the car window, exhaling a warm breath. The breath instantly condensed into a layer of white mist on the outside of the car window. Fu Xuezhou raised his hand and wrote on the mist, “Don’t be angry.”
Although he was clearly writing outside the car window, the words Lou Yan saw from inside the car were not reversed but written normally.
Lou Yan couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Don’t be angry,” again with “don’t be angry.” What else would Fu Xuezhou say besides that?
Fu Xuezhou’s silver hair scattered over his shoulders, shining dimly in the moonlight. The mist he created covered the glass window, making the person inside appear blurry. Only through the gaps between the strokes of “don’t be angry” could Lou Yan see Fu Xuezhou’s clear silhouette.
He seemed somewhat anxious and confused, his brows and eyes more condensed than the night, as if some problem was weighing heavily on him.
After venting his anger, Lou Yan was somewhat surprised again. How come Fu Xuezhou could do everything? He even knew how to write backwards?
How many people had he seduced with this trick before?
Underneath this line of words, another line slowly appeared. Fu Xuezhou wrote slowly, stroke by stroke.
“Lou Yan, what does it mean to like?”
The handwriting was beautiful, but tinged with a hint of confusion.
What does it mean to like?
Lou Yan had a lot of theoretical knowledge, but emotionally, he was unfamiliar with this word. He didn’t know what it meant to like someone, but he could feel when someone liked him.
Having been pampered and adored as the pride of heaven since childhood, Lou Yan was used to the admiration of others. Therefore, he was most adept at discerning the affection of others.
Lou Yan looked at the blurred figure of Fu Xuezhou through the mist on the car window.
Just like now.
He could feel that the man in front of him was sinking deeper and deeper into his quagmire, step by step.
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