Chapter 123: Chapter 123 Temper

“You like me.”

Jiang Yanzhou admitted straightforwardly and responded, “That’s right. I like you.”

Lu Yang’s eyelashes flickered, and she was surprised that he had admitted it this time.

“To be more precise, the only person I like is you.” The man’s mouth curved into a perfectly fitting smile that made the heart tremble. “I fell completely for you.”

Lu Yang was at a loss for words.

She was the one who was drunk, but he was the one saying nonsense.

Due to the difference in their sizes, she was on top, unable to completely control him. She could only press down one of his hands. Jiang Yanzhou lifted his other hand and lightly flicked her wet lips with his fingers, creating an incredibly soft sensation that rubbed against his nails. He then turned his hand and pressed his fingertip against the corner of her lips, the pressure slightly firmer than before.

“There are a lot of wicked people around these days.”

His laughter was ambiguous, mixed with a nasal sound that created a tingling sensation.

Lu Yang tensed up.

“Why are you so nervous? I’m not a bad person.”

There was a barely audible hint of danger in his tone, full of ambiguous tension.

His fingers moved, and her lipstick was pulled along the contour of her lips, forming a seductive red on her cold white skin. Her black hair was disheveled, and her makeup was messy. She could have looked discomposed, but instead, she appeared indescribably wild.

The man’s pupils were fixated on her lips, and a faint shade of darkness covered his eyes.

Lu Yang frowned, and her eyes unusually cold and melancholic. “I’m in a bad mood right now. You better not make any other moves.”

After speaking, she let go of his hand, stood up, and walked straight into the bathroom without looking back.

Lu Yang lay in the bathtub with her head tilted back. Her eyes were closed, and her long black lashes were covered in water vapor. Thinking back to what happened just now, her brows furrowed.

“I must have gone crazy,” she thought.

Under the dulling effects of alcohol, not only did her attempt to flirt back fail, but she also snapped back at him.

Lu Yang had to think about how to face him tomorrow.

The sky was dark, with thin clouds drifting across it. The autumn breeze was dense and melancholic, and the windows were tightly shut. Despite this, the atmosphere inside the room remained heavy, but Jiang Yanzhou’s smile never faded.

He lowered his eyelids, the lashes casting a faint shadow beneath his eyes. While slowly rubbing the lipstick off his fingertips, the curve of his thin lips became even more pronounced.

“The little liar didn’t reject me,” he mused.

When Lu Yang came out of the shower, Jiang Yanzhou was still there.

He stood there, his profile clean and sharp, with a high nose bridge and a sharp jawline. Every detail was exquisite and unparalleled.

A black lump that couldn’t be untangled suddenly projected a beam of light. Then, he smiled at her in the light and said, “You’re done showering.”

Lu Yang was stunned in place, and her heart raced half a beat faster. A thread of silk bounced back and forth between her atrium and ventricle, her breathing short and fast. She hesitated for a moment before saying “Yeah.”

Jiang Yanzhou walked over with sober-up soup, took her wrist, and placed the bowl in her hand. She had just finished taking a shower, and her hands were warmer in comparison to his cold hands.

“If you’re angry, I’ll soothe you,” he said. “If you need to sober up, you can only drink the sober-up soup.”

Lu Yang was momentarily speechless, like a robot, and drank the sober-up soup unnaturally.

Jiang Yanzhou took the empty bowl, looked into her eyes, and asked, “Are you sleepy?” Lu Yang nodded.

“Not sleepy?” he asked.

Lu Yang nodded again.

Jiang Yanzhou found it amusing. “Are you sleepy or not?” he asked.

Lu Yang looked at him with vacant eyes, and after a moment, she spoke, “Do you need something?”

“If you’re not sleepy, I’ll comfort you now. If you’re sleepy, I’ll comfort you tomorrow.”

She didn’t speak, and her dark eyes were misty with tears, staring at him without blinking.

There was silence for a long time.

After calming down, Lu Yang changed the subject. “Is Mingyu hiding something from me?”

Jiang Yanzhou hadn’t spoken yet when his phone rang.

It was a call from Lu Mingyu.

Jiang Yanzhou answered, and Lu Mingyu’s voice came through the receiver,

“How’s it going? Did Pei Yiwu hurt Yangyang?” Jiang Yanzhou looked at Lu Yang and replied, “No.”

“Good.” Lu Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yanzhou knew she was worried, so he handed her the phone. Lu Yang took it and said, “Thank you.”

He raised his hand and gently smoothed out her wrinkled brow, whispering, “I’ll comfort you later.”

Lu Yang was speechless.

He hadn’t forgotten about this.

And she wasn’t even mad at him, just at herself.

“Jiang Yanzhou, are you still alive?”

There was a weird silence on the other end of the phone, and Lu Mingyu’s head buzzed. He nervously asked, “What, did I guess it right? Did you die young?”

Lu Yang was rendered speechless.

Lu Yang asked, “Mingyu, what are you talking about?”

“It’s Yangyang,” Lu Mingyu confirmed, “Is Jiang Yanzhou still alive?”

Lu Yang was at a loss for words.

Lu Mingyu: “Tell him not to hurry to die. After I pick you up tomorrow, he can die however he likes.”

Hearing this, Lu Yang was utterly speechless.

Lu Yang pressed her temples and asked directly, “Mingyu, why didn’t you come to pick me up tonight?”

“Blame Chen Su. He insisted on assigning me a job in Hialeah at the last

minute,” Lu Mingyu complained before soothingly saying, “I’ll definitely come to pick you up tomorrow!”

“Okay, be safe.” “Mm, goodnight. Yangyang, see you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow.”

Lu Yang walked out of the room, holding her phone. She saw Jiang Yanzhou’s figure on the first floor. He had just made a cup of hot drink and walked towards her.

Jiang Yanzhou took the phone and placed it on the table. While handing her the hot drink, she asked, “Are you done with the call?”

“Mm.”

Lu Yang held the warm cup and chatted naturally, “Mingyu’s situation deteriorated quickly, and there is a feeling of covering up.”

“Your brother is reliable in critical situations. Don’t worry.”

Lu Yang looked up and asked his doubts along Jiang Yanzhou’s words, “You seem to understand him. How did you guys meet?”

Jiang Yanzhou’s chestnut eyes swept over with a hint of strangeness, barely noticeable, but Lu Yang, who was sensitive, saw it.

“Your brother saved my life.” He smiled and explained, “If it weren’t for him, I would have been buried in the flames of the car accident.”

Lu Yang’s finger bones holding the glass tightened, apologizing, “Sorry.”

“Do you feel sorry for me?” Jiang Yanzhou asked, “Or for your brother?”

His question left Lu Yang puzzled.

She blinked and replied, “Both, I guess.”

Suddenly, Jiang Yanzhou asked with a smile, “How should I comfort you?”

“What?”

She wondered, “Is he asking me to teach him how to comfort me?”

Lu Yang glanced at him and lowered her head to stare at what was in the cup. Her voice was calm. “We don’t have any relationship, so you don’t have to comfort me.”

Jiang Yanzhou’s voice was low, like tempting her, “Then when will we have a relationship?”

Lu Yang was at a loss for words. “Or, when will you give me a title?” The atmosphere was too ambiguous.

No.

It was already on fire.

The next day, when it was dawn, Lu Mingyu came to Laneway.

This time, he was quite well-behaved, parked his car at the door, and waited for her to come down.

Perhaps he rushed to catch a flight, Lu Mingyu looked exhausted, and Lu Yang didn’t chat with him.

After he had enough sleep, he woke up and asked, “Yangyang, will Jiang Yanzhou still be alive next year?”

“Why do you ask that?”

Lu Mingyu angrily said, “I just had a dream. It was your birthday, and he didn’t give you a gift! It’s so annoying. How can a brother not give his sister a gift on her birthday, unless he is dead?”

Lu Yang wanted to knock him out, but she couldn’t bear it. She could only say helplessly, “Mingyu, he will live a long life. Don’t worry about it.”

“Okay then, ” Lu Mingyu muttered, “Jiang Yanzhou is searching for death, has lovesickness, and still can live a long life. It’s unreasonable.”

“Searching for death? Lovesickness?”

“Yeah,” Lu Mingyu said, “Do you remember the time when I forgot your birthday?”

Lu Yang nodded.

There was such a thing.

Lu Mingyu continued, “I was driving to the airport that day and witnessed Jiang Yanzhou’s car accident on the way. The scene was heart-stirring. If I hadn’t pulled him out before the car exploded, he would have died.” Lu Yang nodded. It was just like what Jiang Yanzhou had said.

“I heard that he had a car accident because he was chasing his girlfriend.” Lu Mingyu lowered his voice. “Maybe his son was born from him and this girlfriend..”