Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Lin Lulu was slightly surprised to see Jing Sichen.

She thought that right now, he should be having a great time with his women.

It was unclear what strange aura was influencing her, but it prevented her from showing any anger or displeasure.

Instead, she tilted her head slightly to look at him, her eyes sparkling, and smiled, "Uncle, you don't need to explain to me. I don't care what you did. It's just that I really didn't realize you had that kind of fetish! Considering you've saved me a few times, I'll go home and cook you a nourishing soup. Take your time, don't rush. If you hurt yourself outside, you can recover at home. After all, you're getting on in years, and you need to recuperate after indulging."

Lin Lulu's words infuriated Jing Sichen to the point of almost vomiting blood.

What do you mean by "getting old"?

What kind of supplement?

What's wrong with her?

Seeing him with so many girls, she didn't react at all?

How can you still laugh?

He tried hard to find even a trace of jealousy.

However, no.

No, there really isn't.

"Lin Lulu, you..." Jing Sichen hesitated for a moment before continuing, "You figured it out, didn't you? Jing Liang is deliberately trying to sow discord between us."

Lin Lulu only realized it belatedly.

Oh!

That's right!

Otherwise, why would Kyo Ryo suddenly invite her to sing so enthusiastically?

Oh, I see!

But she was so caught up in her anger that she didn't even consider such a simple truth.

What's wrong with her?

Seeing Lin Lulu's reaction, Jing Sichen was utterly disappointed.

So she really doesn't care about him?

"Uncle, I think it's not that I've misunderstood, but that you have." Lin Lulu shrugged. "I don't mind who you're with, I really don't mind!"

This indifferent and detached attitude forced Jing Sichen to loosen his grip.

His dark eyes flashed with doubt, anger, and a deep sense of defeat.

Jing Sichen: "Are you really that indifferent?"

Her attitude these past few days had already made him uneasy enough, and now she still had this indifferent attitude.

For the first time, he began to doubt himself.

Perhaps, she really didn't have any feelings for him.

Hearing Jing Sichen's question, Lin Lulu smiled even more brightly and asked candidly, "Why would I mind?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw his hands fall completely to his sides, clenched into fists as if unwilling to accept it, as if he had also grasped her heart, making her feel guilty, sad, and regretful.

"Fine," he replied coldly. "Very good!"

Then, he turned around, went back to room 888, and began indulging in debauchery.

Lin Lulu stood there, watching Jing Sichen's departing figure, her nose tingling with tears.

Tell yourself that you're doing the right thing.

They've been entangled for so long without a complete break, so this time, it's finally over!

Thinking about it, she gave a bitter laugh and walked forward step by step.

My heart feels empty; I have no idea where I should go.

A car drove towards her, its headlights particularly glaring.

She covered her eyes with her hands, when suddenly a large hand covered her mouth. Before she could cry for help, her consciousness began to fade...

night, very quiet.

Jing Sichen dragged his tired body back to the villa. He drank a lot of alcohol, but none of the women could get close to him.

He was such a virtuous man that he even doubted whether he had some unspeakable secret.

But it was clear that when facing Lin Lulu, he had so many of the reactions a man should have.

In the living room, Jing Liang was still binge-watching a drama, looking so engrossed that it was almost annoying.

Upon seeing Jing Sichen return, Jing Liang quickly pressed the pause button, bounced over to him, and his face was full of a mischievous smile.

"How was it? Was it a bittersweet experience?" Jing Liang asked, her eyes full of curiosity. "Were you holding Lin Lulu's hand, crying and explaining your innocence? And you were explaining until so late? Hahaha—just thinking about that scene makes me laugh! I didn't come to see it in person because I thought my imagination would be a million times better! But what's with that expression? And why did you come back alone? Where is she?"

Jing Sichen: Alone?

"She hasn't..." He forced himself to shut up before he could finish his words of concern.

What does it matter to him whether she lives or dies!

Where she went is none of his business!

Who she hangs out with is none of his business!

"Hmm?" Jingliang's eyes darted around, instantly figuring out what had happened. "She didn't forgive you? Wow—she's a real heroine! I like her!"

He paused, then continued, "But do you think she's somewhere now? Is she with Yan Moshen? I'm so envious of my sister Lu's good fortune! One older man and one younger man, both swaying around her!"

A cold gaze swept over him, but Jing Liang ignored it completely, continuing to enjoy provoking Jing Sichen.

With his hands in his pockets, Jing Liang shook his head and sighed as he walked, "Most families spoil their children. Following that logic, if Lin Lulu were to marry, she'd marry her younger brother-in-law, not her older brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he dodged to the left, successfully avoiding the glass thrown from behind him.

He left behind a long string of laughs and went back to his bedroom to sleep, all smiles.

Jing Sichen clenched his fists.

Damn Lin Lulu, let's see how late she'll come back from partying tonight!

**

The air was humid and stuffy, and my body felt weak and sore. When even opening my eyes became a struggle, an unprecedented sense of fear would instantly overwhelm me.

Lin Lulu woke up amidst this fear.

Looking around, I saw a closed room, dilapidated and crumbling, with only a rusty door and a strange man.

She shrank back, trembling. "Who are you?"

Has she been kidnapped?

"The person who asked you to play games," the man said coldly, a particularly sinister and twisted smile playing on his lips.

Lin Lulu: "Playing games?"

"Don't be afraid," the man said in a deep voice. "The game has just begun, and it's not time for you to be scared yet. However, if the player disobeys or doesn't cooperate, then... hahaha—"

"Who sent you? Why are you treating me like this?" Lin Lulu struggled.

However, with his hands tied, he was somewhat powerless at that moment.

"Don't waste your energy. Just play the game with me properly, and you might have a chance." The man glared at her, then said, "This is your phone, isn't it?"

"Help—Help me—"

"Shut up!" the man snapped. "Since we've tied you up and haven't covered your mouth, what's the point of your shouting? If you want the game over right now, I don't mind showing you the consequences!"

Lin Lulu dared not shout anymore.

The man is right.

Right now, shouting is completely useless.

But why did he kidnap her?

The man walked up to her, squatted down, and Lin Lulu was so frightened that she trembled all over.

"There aren't many numbers in my phone book!" the man said coldly. "It's one in the morning. How about I just pick a number and call it? If he answers within 30 seconds, I'll spare your life. If he doesn't, then in the dead of night, with a man and a woman alone, I'm going to do what I, as a man, want to do."

"What...what do you want to do?" Lin Lulu's voice trembled with fear.

"Who should I call?" The man scrolled through the phone book.

When I scrolled to the names "Uncle" and "Young Uncle," my movements slowed down a bit.

Clearly, he has to choose one of the two.

Man: "You name someone, who would be best to rescue you?"