Chapter 8: 第七章 交易开始

He turned around gracefully. At this moment, the pain in his legs nearly made him cry out, but Yu Luoxuan merely gritted his teeth in silence. He nonchalantly opened the door of his ostentatious, world-defying sports car as if nothing were wrong. If anyone had looked closely, they would have noticed a dense layer of fine sweat covering his smooth forehead; only when the sports car sped out of the hospital gates did the beads of sweat slide down his perfect jawline.

At this moment, Chen Yuyue had changed back into her black leather outfit. Facing the dazzling morning sun, she stood on the balcony, looking down from above at that arrogant red monster as it drove into the courtyard with a sense of fury.

"You're quite something. Most people would find this kind of pain unbearable, yet you can still drive. You've truly surprised me." With a loud *clatter*, Chen Yuyue walked in from the balcony. Looking at the expressionless Yu Luoxuan, she lifted her pretty face and spoke provocatively.

Yu Luoxuan merely shot her a ruthless glance and walked straight into the kitchen. He took out a glass filled with ice, poured a full measure of whiskey, and gulped it down fiercely. The freezing liquid seemed to provide a momentary reprieve from the burning pain in his legs.

He slumped lazily onto the soft sofa. Even though his face was now as pale as paper, he still maintained a noble and composed gaze as he met Chen Yuyue's eyes. The trace of a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth made one feel an involuntary sense of trepidation, not daring to be even slightly careless. A deal was fine, but he would never beg; even if the pain were to kill him, he would only wait until his opponent yielded first.

"I guess you just went to see a doctor—no, a physician. If I'm not mistaken, they shouldn't be able to give you the antidote, and they might not even be able to find the cause of the illness. What? Agree to my conditions from last night, and I'll give you the palliative medicine in my hand immediately." After staring at him for a long while, Chen Yuyue felt she was losing her composure. She knew very well what kind of pain this man was enduring, yet aside from his pale complexion, he didn't seem to show a single sign of abnormality—not even a tiny bit.

A person with such strong mental fortitude was difficult to control.

"Ha... do I even have another choice?" Yu Luoxuan pulled out a cigarette box, elegantly lit one, and began to smoke with slow, deliberate movements. After exhaling a ring of smoke, he asked lazily, as if he weren't the one currently undergoing agony.

In reality, he was the one being restrained by her, but Chen Yuyue had the constant feeling that he was the one in control of the situation.

"No," Chen Yuyue answered firmly, averting her gaze.

"Come here and feed it to me." Yu Luoxuan pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, extinguishing the tiny spark, and issued a haughty command.

"Huh?" Chen Yuyue didn't react immediately, turning her head to stare at him blankly.

Yu Luoxuan's dark eyes narrowed cunningly, and his perfect lips curled into a mesmerizing smile. "What? My legs can't move; are you expecting me to crawl over to beg you for the antidote?"

"Uh... so, you agree?" Since he had agreed, Chen Yuyue didn't mind bringing it to him. She was not a petty person, nor did she play mind games; if she wanted to do something, she would say it openly.

"Mm." A nearly inaudible sound hummed from deep within his nose.

After all, she was the one asking for a favor, and seeing him like this made her feel a sense of guilt. She gave a cold instruction: "Remember, this pill is only for today. At this same hour tomorrow, if you don't get the next dose, your pain will not be any lighter than it is today."

As Chen Yuyue leaned down to put the pill into his mouth, Yu Luoxuan suddenly snapped his eyes open. Like a prankster, he caught her fair fingertip in his mouth and bit down hard. It wasn't until she cried out and raised her hand to slap his face that he released her, tilting his head to dodge.

"Heh... you get this angry over just this much pain? Then have you considered how much my legs hurt? If such perfect legs were ruined, you'd better be prepared to compensate with everything you own." Once the pill went down, Yu Luoxuan felt the pain in his legs gradually subside. He rolled over and stood up, approaching the furious, red-faced Chen Yuyue, mocking her like a devil.

"You..." Chen Yuyue was already embarrassed by the clear teeth marks on her index finger, and Yu Luoxuan's mockery only made her fly into a rage. She raised her hand, ready to strike.

"Don't get physical with me again; my patience is limited. If you still want to cooperate, stop acting so high and mighty in front of me." Yu Luoxuan turned away nonchalantly and walked into the bathroom.

It wasn't until the sound of rushing water came from inside that Chen Yuyue's hand, suspended in mid-air, slowly lowered. She inwardly loathed her recent loss of composure; she had been too impatient.

An hour later, a dazzling red sports car drove into a residential complex in the Nanshan District called Shimao Yayuan.

"We've arrived at the place you're looking for." Yu Luoxuan glanced at Chen Yuyue, who had already regained her usual cold indifference in the passenger seat. He lazily gestured toward the prominent Building A, got out of the car first, and lit a cigarette.

Chen Yuyue easily unbuckled her seatbelt. Mimicking Yu Luoxuan's manner, she knocked on the car door and said to him as he prepared to follow: "I can go up by myself. Wait for me here."

Regardless, it was better to remain cautious. Before she saw Mother Chen, she absolutely could not easily expose anyone's information.

"Hmph, do you really think I want to go with you?" Yu Luoxuan gave a mocking snort. He threw the half-burnt cigarette onto the ground, stepped on it heavily, then turned around, opened the car door, and sat back inside.

The moment the elevator doors closed, Yu Luoxuan immediately dropped his lazy expression. His long eyelashes fluttered, his lowered lids concealing those dark, violent eyes. He pulled out his phone and quickly pressed a speed-dial number. A few seconds later, he said in a low voice, "Shu Hao, it's me. Immediately help me check the owner information for all units above the [blank] floor of Building A, Shimao Yayuan, Nanshan. Don't miss a single one."

From his angle, he had just seen her movement pressing the elevator button; that height was definitely above the [blank] floor.

"Also, go to the Public Security Bureau and pull up a file for a person named Chen Yuyue..."

Meanwhile, Chen Yuyue stood before the elevator, flipping through the notebook in her hand. Following the steps written inside, she pressed the upward arrow key. Once it turned red, she waited for the doors to open, entered, and then pressed the button shaped like "22." Once it turned red, she stood steady and waited patiently for the doors to open.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, she was already dozens of feet above the ground. From the bottom of her heart, she couldn't help but marvel once again—there was another thing even more impressive than her Qinggong, and it wasn't tiring at all, nor did it consume any physical strength.

Following the instructions in the notebook, she easily stood before the door marked "21." Her raised hand paused slightly. She tilted her head in thought: Was she about to meet Madam's true relative? Who would be behind the door? Madam's mother, the Old Lady? Madam's younger brother, Young Master Chen Ziyou? Or Madam's father, Old Master Chen?

What should she say?