Chapter 11: We Meet Again, Miss Leng
Leng Ningxue never expected that Ye Aotian, that fool, would actually abandon the two of them at such a critical moment. And after all his talk about handing Lin Li over to the Investigation Bureau after tying him up—what a ridiculous joke. Couldn't he see that the two of them could barely move, let alone restrain someone else? If they really had that kind of ability, why would they still be wasting time here?
At that moment, Leng Ningxue's eyes widened in disbelief. Lin Li, who had just collapsed, was standing up again. Chen Yu, flustered, stepped protectively in front of Leng Ningxue, eyeing Lin Li as though facing a mortal enemy.
No one had expected Lin Li to rise at this crucial point, as though he hadn't been injured at all. Lin Li merely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a bright smile.
“What’s the matter? Surprised? Why are you staring at me like that?”
He approached, squatted down before Leng Ningxue, and looked at Chen Yu, saying, “Relax, I’m not a villain.”
“But here’s the problem: you’re both poisoned, and I only have one antidote. So, what should I do?”
A sly, wicked smile curled at his lips. “Miss Leng, we meet again. Why not let you make the choice this time?”
Lin Li wasn’t lying—there was only one antidote to this drug. It was originally intended for Chen Yu.
By now, Leng Ningxue had guessed as much. With a cold expression, she said, “Aren’t you worried about Qin Lang? If Ye Aotian catches him, he’ll suffer terribly. Shouldn’t you hurry to save him?”
Lin Li nodded. “Of course I know. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have said what I did just now.”
Leng Ningxue was surprised; she’d thought Lin Li cared deeply about Qin Lang’s fate, but clearly, that wasn’t the case. He must have another scheme in mind.
Leng Ningxue had made her name in River City thanks to her abilities and keen intelligence. She could often deduce the whole picture from the slightest hint of interests at play. Yet she had suffered defeat after defeat at Lin Li’s hands—he always acted unpredictably, never following the script.
He’s supposed to be Qin Lang’s bodyguard, yet instead of helping him, he’s setting traps for others? How intriguing.
Now, Lin Li gripped Chen Yu’s chin, looking her over with a smile. “I have to admit, Jin Renfeng may be a fool, but he has taste. If Miss Leng proves unattainable, your assistant is certainly a beauty.”
Chen Yu had already steeled herself for sacrifice, her white teeth biting her red lip. “Let my lady go. I’ll leave with you. Give her the antidote.”
Even her breathing grew uneven as she spoke.
[Ding, detected villainous behavior by host—awarded 500 villain points!]
Lin Li was in no hurry; he toyed with the situation, drawing it out.
Finally, Leng Ningxue couldn’t hold back any longer. “Give her the antidote. I’ll go with you. I don’t know who you are, but whatever your goal is, surely the eldest Miss of the Leng family is more valuable than a mere assistant?”
Lin Li was satisfied. Without hesitation, he pried open Chen Yu’s mouth and thrust the pill inside. It dissolved instantly, and before she could resist, Chen Yu fainted.
Lin Li glanced at his watch. “All right, someone will probably come soon. Come with me, Miss Leng.”
With that, he scooped Leng Ningxue up from the ground and carried her away.
Leng Ningxue struggled to maintain her composure, her feelings toward this man more complicated than ever. Even a fool could see this wasn't really poison. What “Shura Powder”? It was clearly something Lin Li concocted to fool Ye Aotian, and the idiot actually believed it.
“Compared to Qin Lang, you’re even more calculating. I just can’t understand—why would someone like you willingly serve as Qin Lang’s subordinate? Do they have something on you?”
Lin Li didn’t answer. As he left, he made sure to pocket Jin Renfeng’s room card.
Soon, he brought Leng Ningxue to a hotel and used the card to open the door. The sound of running water inside indicated Jin Renfeng was already preparing himself.
Lin Li wasn’t in a rush; he sat quietly, waiting. Leng Ningxue, however, looked grim, biting her lip. “What are you planning?”
“Don’t worry, Miss Leng. I wouldn’t hand you over to an idiot like Jin Renfeng. Still, I need an explanation from Qin Lang for today’s events, don’t you think?”
He leaned closer to her, so near he could hear her rapid heartbeat—no one could remain calm in such circumstances, not even Leng Ningxue.
It was a disaster. What kind of devil was this man? What did he really want?
Countless thoughts flashed through Leng Ningxue’s mind. Lin Li’s methods were as unpredictable as a wild horse. She had even braced herself for the worst—prepared to lose her innocence to this man. But no one could have guessed he would bring her here. The drug was already taking effect; she didn’t know how much longer she could control herself.
At that moment, Jin Renfeng, hearing the commotion outside, called out, “Well, well, little beauty, you’ve finally come. Looks like your years with that demoness Leng Ningxue have taught you a thing or two—”
He didn’t get to finish. The world went black as Lin Li knocked him out with a single punch. Then, tying him up securely, Lin Li gagged him and blindfolded him as well. He tossed Jin Renfeng into the adjoining room using a spare room card provided by the system, and even called for some “special services” for him.
After all this, Lin Li turned his wicked gaze back to Leng Ningxue.
“Well, Miss Leng, it’s just the two of us now. Even if you complain later, no one will believe I did anything to you—after all, this is Jin Renfeng’s room.”
Leng Ningxue suddenly understood—this man had planned it all along. Whatever he arranged for Jin Renfeng was certainly no “kindness.” Knowing Jin Renfeng’s pride, he would never speak of it. As long as Leng Ningxue kept silent, no investigation would ever implicate Lin Li.
“You… You’re so cunning.”
Lin Li chuckled. “Otherwise, how could I be a proper villain?”
He strode forward and pushed Leng Ningxue onto the bed.
[Ding, detected villainous behavior by host—awarded 1,000 villain points!]