Yun Zhi Yue wore Nie Yi's suit jacket, leaning against the wall farthest from him, her long hair cascading down, her clothes in disarray. The room was in complete disarray, with no place to step. Zhang Song, accustomed to such scenes, leaned against the door and remained silent.
Yun Xiaoxiao rushed in, stepping on the mess: "Yun Zhi Yue!"
Yun Zhi Yue didn’t know what to say. She shook her head to indicate she was fine, hoping this chaos would end soon. But she forgot that she had a sister who loved to put her in difficult situations.
Yun Zhi Yue lowered her head and said nothing. Yun Xiaoxiao, imagining something in her mind, suddenly felt a surge of anger. She picked up some decorative frame from the floor and threw it at Nie Yi. "What did you do to my sister?"
Yun Zhi Yue's eyes widened in shock. If that hit Nie Yi, he would definitely explode; it would be her misfortune again. She quickly lunged forward and threw herself over Nie Yi to block the frame.
It didn’t hurt, but her sister’s behavior was shocking. "Yun Zhi Yue!" Yun Xiaoxiao was at a loss.
Nie Yi's gaze turned dark and menacing as he pulled Yun Zhi Yue into his embrace and looked at Yun Xiaoxiao. "Do you want to die?"
Facing Nie Yi’s eyes that seemed to hide an evil spirit, Yun Xiaoxiao felt her legs weaken and her face turned pale. He was terrifying.
Lu Chuan strode into the room and lifted Yun Xiaoxiao up, pulling her behind him. "Nie Yi, have you gone mad? What do you think your actions will change?"
He scoffed. "Protecting women now? But what are you really? If I wanted to crush her, could you stop me?"
Yun Xiaoxiao's face flushed red. What nonsense was he spouting? Just moments ago he had been smiling and calling him a good brother, and now he was saying such things about him—this was typical of Nie Yi.
Lu Chuan clearly wasn’t easy to deal with; his expression cold as he said, "Try it!"
This back-and-forth seemed endless. Yun Zhi Yue lay on Nie Yi's lap, feeling distressed and sorrowful. "You might as well just kill me too!"
Nie Yi's cold demeanor shifted instantly; he transformed into a cheerful puppy-like figure. "Yun Zhi Yue, what nonsense are you talking about? Your sister is my sister too; I was just joking."
"If one day you're not around anymore, I’d have to go find your sister to reminisce about you. That wouldn’t be good at all; don’t you think?"
Glancing at the threatening items around them, Yun Zhi Yue deliberately changed the subject. "What are you here for? Have you found a new love?"
Nie Yi smiled. "Only you understand me best, Yun Zhi Yue. I have to buy some bags and jewelry for someone; I'm running low on cash. I heard you've made a fortune gambling on stones lately—this is a bit of a rescue mission."
"I will call you, and then disappear without a trace!"
Nie Yi stood up, cheerfully fixing her hair. "As you command, my Patron."
He extinguished the cigarette in his hand and obediently headed towards the door. He stopped right next to Jian Qin and asked, "Yun Zhi Yue, if I fell into a river with Jian Shu and you had to save one of us, who would it be?"
Yun Zhi Yue, used to his antics, replied with a serious expression, "Which river? Will I have enough time to get there?"
Nie Yi chuckled, pulling a gun from the bodyguard's pocket at the door and aiming it at Yun Xiaoxiao. "Who will you save?"
Lu Chuan's expression turned cold. "Nie Yi, that's enough!"
Bang! The bullet whizzed past Lu Chuan's head.
"You're so loud; you're disrupting Yun Zhi Yue's train of thought. It's such a simple question. Yun Zhi Yue, why are you taking so long to answer? I'm getting a bit unhappy."
Yun Zhi Yue remained expressionless, the coldness intensifying around him. He bent down to pick up a shard of the broken vase, pointing the sharp edge at his own neck.
"Nie Yi, keep shooting! If you don't kill my sister, you're even worse than a dog! Shoot!"
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