Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother-Chapter 455 Mask Man

Immediately, Lin Yue saw both their hands resting on a wine glass. From his angle, it was obvious that her soft, delicate hand was enveloped in the young man’s palm.

What irritated him even more was how close Shen Jingrou and the young man were, no wonder they looked like lovers in Young Master Liu’s eyes.

Without thinking further, he immediately walked over and knocked the young man to the ground.

Despite this, the anger inside him was far from extinguished.

Looking at the woman, drunken and in disarray, he suppressed the urge to strangle her, glaring fiercely at the young man on the ground, "Get lost."

Gu Qingyun would not be frightened away by such a scolding.

However, before he could react, two strong attendants were already stepping toward him one by one, until they firmly restrained him, leaving his slender figure with no power to resist.

"Let me go, let me go!" Gu Qingyun tried to break free, but their strength was as strong as an ox, and he was not their match at all.

Under the attendants’ escort, he was dragged out of the hall.

As he was leaving, even his shouting mouth was forcibly stuffed and silenced.

A strange atmosphere permeated the large hall.

In a corner, Shen Jingrou felt dizzy, and even the view in front of her became gradually blurred. Until a pair of hands rested on her waist, and amid the dizziness, she felt her light body being lifted by someone.

If she were awake, she would definitely be startled.

She was being carried over Lin Yue’s shoulder in a very ungraceful position, the man’s steps steady and his handsome face shrouded in gloom, his dark eyes filled with an uncontainable ferocity.

At this moment, the man was like a predator in the jungle, his bloodshot eyes had already locked onto his prey.

Passing through the corridor, taking the exclusive elevator, Lin Yue carried her all the way to his suite.

"Thump..."

As the door locked, a darkness seemed to be stirred in the man’s heart. After placing her in the bedroom, he didn’t even look back and returned to the bar in the living room.

In "Qin Land," each of their suites was crafted according to personal style, and Lin Yue’s suite featured a large bar, filled with various kinds of liquor, where he would often come when missing someone.

You could say it was to drown his sorrows in alcohol!

The bright indoor lights pierced his eyes painfully, and after pressing a switch on the wall, he moved skillfully to the liquor cabinet in the now darkened environment, pulled out the strongest liquor, and drank straight from the bottle.

Beneath the night, human desires are infinitely magnified.

The long-buried desires in his heart, like the liquor in his hand, grew stronger the more he drank.

After a few gulps, he felt an increasing heat in his chest, took off his coat and threw it on the ground, and even unbuttoned a few shirt buttons before he could breathe easier.

The man frequently glanced in the direction of the bedroom.

The previously empty suite that he had always inhabited alone, with endless emptiness and loneliness, he had borne for many years.

Now, she lay on his bed, and Lin Yue forced a smile uglier than crying and murmured, "Why can’t it be me, Jingrou, why can’t it just be me?"

The silent room echoed with his painful, piercing voice.

In a daze, he seemed to return to when the two were in college.

Back then, Shen Jingrou always had a gentle smile when facing others, but whenever she saw Lin Yue, she would become aggressive, and the two often bickered.

He remembered giving her a nickname, "mask man," to mock her for being a little lady in front of elders but arrogant behind their backs.

Because of this little incident, she was angry for a whole month, and it was only after his repeated apologies that they reconciled.

Their youthful friendship was pure and innocent.

He couldn’t even figure out when she had entered his heart.

Shen Jingrou was like a vibrant vine, growing alongside him from an early age, unknowingly taking root in his heart.

Later, everything developed too quickly; he hadn’t had the chance to express his love before the young girl became his sister-in-law.

How ironic?

In just a short time, the girl dear to his heart became his brother’s wife and, unbeknownst to him, was carrying his brother’s child...

When he learned of the news, he felt utterly despondent.

The past was gone.

He would never allow such a situation to happen again.

Now she was secretly involved with so-called young meat behind his back, and if left unchecked, would they have another child?

Upon thinking this, his complexion gradually paled, his eyes seemed as deep as icy pools, exuding a chilling coldness.

He drank the remaining liquor in one go.

Perhaps because the liquor was too strong, his entire body became hot, and even the tips of his ears turned red.

With heavy steps, he walked toward the bedroom, his gaze becoming sharper, and it seemed he made a significant decision in his heart.

"Jingrou... I can’t lose you again..."

"Can’t..." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The bedroom door was already open, and he entered unobstructed. Guided by the faint light coming through the window, he stared at the woman on the bed.

At this moment, she turned slightly, curling herself up like a baby in a womb.

It’s said that this sleeping position indicates a lack of security.

Lin Yue’s eyes were deep, and with every step he took, the pounding sound of his heart grew louder as if it would burst out of his chest.

"Mmm..."

The woman in deep sleep mumbled and then weakly murmured, "Drink... keep going..."

"Qingyun..."

"Qingyun... you too..."

Before she could finish, her tender lips were sealed by someone.

As the man’s name slipped from her lips, the last shred of reason in Lin Yue’s heart was shattered.

"Tsk..."

Then came the sound of clothes tearing.

For Lin Yue, this night was unforgettable for a lifetime.

Outsiders often rumored he was a playboy, but only a few knew that he did this entirely to mask the thoughts in his heart; he had never truly touched a woman in his life.

The night was long.

Outside, at some unknown time, a torrential downpour began, large raindrops pattering on the window with "clang" sounds.

Not only that, but the deafening sound of thunder also roared, as if alerting some people.

"Boom boom..."

The colossal sound of thunder drowned out many subtle sounds of the world, suddenly making humanity seem insignificant in nature’s presence.

Time ticked by second by second.

Until dawn, the roaring thunder gradually ceased.

In the exceptionally quiet bedroom, a strong scent lingered, both romantic and absurd.

At the foot of the bed, scattered strips of torn fabric were precisely some of the clothes they had worn the day before.