Chapter 168 – The White Moonlight is Forcibly Loved by the Substitute 66
This kid was too arrogant. Shuang Yu felt a mix of annoyance and embarrassment, feeling as if his age had been for nothing. How could he be overpowered by the other party every single time? If he didn’t teach him a lesson, he wouldn’t know that experience trumps youth!
A glint flashed in his eyes, and Shuang Yu suddenly flipped over, pinning Jingmo to the ground.
“Yu?”
Jingmo, lost in passion, looked at him with bewitching eyes full of confusion.
“Don’t move. Today… I’m in charge!”
Shuang Yu’s cheeks were as red as ripe apples, his voice hoarse and seductive.
Jingmo’s eyes half-closed in satisfaction. A faint, playful smile touched his lips as he glanced provocatively at the large floor-to-ceiling mirror nearby.
Thump, thump, thump—
The trapped Gu Qiyan frantically banged his head against the soft padding of the hidden compartment. A desperate whine escaped his throat, his eyes as red as if they were weeping blood. This scene continuously devoured his sanity, and the tightly wound string of his mind finally snapped.
That was the person he had yearned for most of his life. How dare that bastard!
***
Forbearance, restraint. Pushed to the absolute limit. Unable to bear it any longer, he suddenly lifted Shuang Yu and carried him towards the large floor-to-ceiling mirror.
Separated by a single pane of glass. On the other side was Gu Qiyan’s twisted, savage face. Pressing one hand against the mirror, Jingmo activated a hidden switch. The inside of the mirror gradually turned a foggy black.
Gu Qiyan, tormented to the point of near madness, his mind had turned to mush. In his head, his past encounters with Si Shuangyu and the present reality began to merge. He could no longer tell if this was reality or a dream. Was he… really still his Yu? If not… where had his Yu gone…
This was undoubtedly the cruelest torture in the world. It was more mentally devastating than any physical torment. Gu Qiyan sank bit by bit into a swamp, suffocating slowly, until finally… he gave up all resistance! An unprecedented despair enveloped his heart, causing the belief he had held for so long to completely… collapse!
[Ding, Vicious Ghost’s Resentment -5. Current Resentment: 5.]
In his sea of consciousness, Xiao Ai’s resentment notification suddenly sounded.
The moment he passed out, Shuang Yu thought resentfully. To hell with surprises. He would never believe in surprises again!
***
After they were finished, Jingmo moved the unconscious Shuang Yu to another room, cleaned him up, and took a shower himself before walking back to the previous room, refreshed.
“Now, do you still think he’s the Si Shuangyu you know?”
A cruel smile on his lips, he patted Gu Qiyan’s face and asked lazily.
“Mmph… mmmph…”
I’ll kill you! I’ll definitely kill you two bastards! Gu Qiyan’s bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at him.
“I won’t give you the chance!”
A ruthless glint flashed in Jingmo’s eyes. He gestured with his hand. Soon, a tall and burly subordinate dragged the disheveled Gu Qiyan out.
“You pervert. You can still get a reaction like this.”
He sneered, then suddenly lifted his foot and kicked Gu Qiyan hard in the groin. The subordinates gasped and quickly closed their eyes. The boss was truly ruthless. That kick probably crippled him…
“Take him away!”
With a look of disgust, Jingmo waved his hand, signaling them to take Gu Qiyan away. Stuffed back into the suitcase, Gu Qiyan had no idea where he was being taken or what fate awaited him.
His phone rang, and Jingmo answered. “Are you sure this path with Gu Qiyan will work?” Yin Ge’s doubtful voice came through.
“When has my decision ever been wrong?” the latter retorted calmly, lighting a cigarette.
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I let Tian Yue and Ai Jing escape one after another. I’m under a lot of pressure from above…”
“Telling me this nonsense is useless. I need a tangible reward,” Jingmo interrupted impatiently.
“As long as we can catch Ai Jing and Tian Yue, I will help you erase Si Shuangyu’s existence. From now on, there will be no Si Shuangyu in this world!” Yin Ge promised through gritted teeth.
“Remember your promise.”
Jingmo was very satisfied with her answer and hung up with a smile. A knock sounded at the door, and several subordinates entered the room.
“Boss, everything is set up. Shall we install the tracker now?”
He nodded calmly. One of them opened a case, put on sterilized white latex gloves, disinfected his arm, and then used a scalpel to make a shallow incision, embedding a fingernail-sized tracking chip into his flesh.
The entire procedure lasted about fifteen minutes. Jingmo didn’t even frown once. He swirled the red wine in his glass. The light reflecting off the transparent container made his expressionless face seem even more inscrutable.
“Yu cares about too many people. They’re all too much of an eyesore. Yu only needs me, and that’s enough! Isn’t that right?”
The surgery complete, he looked up with a faint smile, posing the question to his subordinates. The men remained silent, not even daring to meet his gaze, and quietly exited the room.