Li Yu strode to the coffee table, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, twisted off the cap, and flung it right at Jian Suiying's face.
"Fuck!" Jian Suiying yelled. "Li Er, you've got some nerve acting like this anywhere, you bastard! You've really grown some balls!"
Li Yu barked at Pi Pi and the other boy: "Get the hell out."
The two boys froze in terror. Though they didn't know Li Yu's background, seeing him treat Jian Suiying like this made it clear he was someone they couldn't afford to mess with.
Li Yu's eyes seemed ready to devour them. He looked down at the two little ducklings with utter disgust and coldness.
"Get out!"
Pipi's body trembled as he involuntarily rose from the sofa, his voice quivering. "Young Master Jian, we..."
Li Yu lunged forward, grabbed a small duck, and flung it aside. "Get out! All of you, get the hell out!" The two scrambled to their feet and started to flee.
"Get back here! You think you can leave before you've finished serving me? Get back!" Jian Suiying roared defiantly. The two boys looked so distressed they were nearly in tears.
Li Yu's eyes were bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and said: "Jian Suiying, have you no shame?"
But he knew it was all real.
Drunk and disoriented, Jian Suiying stood before him, her arms wrapped around another man. She hurled the most vicious insults at him without restraint,
leaving him nowhere to hide.
Even if he had been at fault, he couldn't condone Jian Suiying's method of retaliation. He leapt over the coffee table and pinned Jian Suiying down on the sofa.
Jian Suiying had downed so much liquor that her legs trembled uncontrollably. She had no strength left to resist and was pinned down by Li Yu with just one hand.
.
Li Yu snatched the liquor bottle and hurled it at Pipi with brutal force, snarling like a demon: "Get the hell out of here! You dare touch my people
? You want to die!"
Pipi, terrified, stumbled out of the private room, supported by another boy.
Jian Suiying slapped Li Yu across the face—not hard, but humiliating enough. "You scared away my midnight snack.
, you fucking serve it to me yourself."
Li Yu grabbed him by the collar and swiftly delivered two sharp slaps across his face. "Snap out of it!"
"Pfft!" Jian Suiying spat in Li Yu's face, the breath reeking of alcohol. "Listen up, Li Er,
the last person in this world who has any right to tell me what to do is you, you bastard!"
Li Yu gripped his jaw and roared: "I won't say another word about what you plan to do, but listen—my
brother had nothing to do with this! He knew nothing about it!"
Jian Suiying kept laughing. "Why don't you say you're not involved? Without your brother's help, how could you two bastards pull off stealing my man so smoothly? You Li brothers are both fucking scum
. You put on a show in public, but behind closed doors, you're both rotten to the core. Just you wait—I'll deal with you both!" After saying this, he took advantage of Li Yu
caught off guard, she grabbed a wine bottle and swung it at his head.
, as if he could hear the sharp crack of his sanity snapping.
Jian Suiying tried to push Li Yu away and sit up, but Li Yu pinned him down fiercely, glaring at him with eyes bulging wide.
Jian Suiying's clothes quickly became shreds beneath Li Yu's hands. As he struggled and fought back, for a split second, he caught a glimpse of Li Yu's eyes—blood red.
An indescribable sorrow welled up within him. He knew he had achieved his goal of inflicting pain upon Li Yu, yet he could not bring himself to smile.