ebookland Chapter 286 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (39 words)
Chapter 286 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (39 words)
"Every word I said was from the bottom of my heart. I will prove it with my actions in the future."
Looking into Yun Sui's sincere eyes, Yun Sui's heart was filled with sweetness. He gently drew circles in Yun Sui's palm with his fingers and whispered:
"Then I'll be waiting to see what you do."
Yun Sui: "!!!"
Yun Sui held her lover affectionately, her heart softening.
Today, my wife has a sweet and adorable script.
As night slowly fell, moonlight streamed into the room like water, casting a silvery veil over everything inside.
Yun Suisi and Yun Sui lay side by side on the bed, both facing each other.
Their breaths mingled together, yet each carried a hint of caution.
They didn't make any movement, not even daring to roll over, for fear of disturbing each other.
I'm even more afraid that I might accidentally break this beautiful tranquility.
In fact, neither of them knew that in the other's eyes, they were like people with an 800-meter-thick filter.
Every subtle expression, every unintentional little gesture, is so charming in each other's eyes.
Yun Suisi closed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth of Yun Sui's presence beside him, his heart filled with ripples of happiness.
He thought to himself, "These times are so good. I wish they could last forever."
Yun Sui watched Yun Suisi quietly.
The moonlight shone on Yun Suisi's face, outlining his perfect features, and Yun Sui's gaze was so gentle that it seemed to drip with water.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them gradually fell asleep in this sweet and peaceful state of mind.
The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the window, gently falling on Yun Suisi's face.
He slowly opened his eyes, and in his sleepy state, he saw Yun Sui staring at him.
Yun Sui Si felt a little embarrassed by the stare, her cheeks instantly flushing red. She gently pushed Yun Sui away, playfully scolding him:
"Why are you staring at me like that so early in the morning?"
Yun Sui's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
She reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from Yun Suisi's forehead, her voice still hoarse from just waking up, yet exceptionally gentle:
"I just want to see you properly, to see the person I love most."
Seeing you the moment I open my eyes makes the whole day feel wonderful.
As she spoke, she placed a gentle kiss on Yun Suisi's forehead.
Yun Suisi felt a sweet warmth in his heart upon hearing this.
The two embraced each other, quietly enjoying the unique warmth of the early morning.
After a while, Yun Sui seemed to suddenly remember something and was about to ask Yun Suisi:
"What exactly is your relationship with the owner of the dungeon?"
Before he could finish speaking, a violent fight broke out downstairs.
It was like countless heavy objects were falling to the ground and things were breaking.
The noise instantly shattered the tranquility.
The two exchanged a sudden glance, a hint of surprise and confusion flashing in their eyes.
Yun Suisi quickly sat up, her eyebrows furrowed, and said anxiously:
"What's going on? Are they trying to tear the house down?"
Yun Sui immediately sat up, quickly putting on his clothes while decisively saying:
"Don't worry about that now, let's go downstairs and check the situation."
The two hurriedly got up, tidied themselves up quickly, and then rushed downstairs anxiously to see what was going on.
Yun Suisi and Yun Sui hurried downstairs, and the scene before them stunned them instantly.
The living room was a mess, with furniture overturned and broken glass scattered all over the floor, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.
Several people were fighting fiercely, exchanging blows and using sharp moves; they were clearly not ordinary people.
Changsheng, Rancang, and Lique stood back to back, forming an unbreakable defensive formation.
He exuded a chilling aura, his eyes filled with rage as he stared intently at Luo Yan and his companions opposite him.
The two men also had ferocious expressions on their faces, like wild beasts driven to the brink of despair, ready to launch a deadly counterattack at any moment.
"You shameless scoundrel, what are you doing harassing a child like that? You have no shame!"
Ran Cang's face turned purplish-red, and the veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to burst.
She roared, her voice shaking the surrounding air.
At the same time, he exerted force with his feet and rushed towards the most ferocious man like an arrow released from a bow.
His right fist, accompanied by a whooshing sound and carrying immense force, aimed straight at his throat.
The man's pupils contracted sharply, and he nimbly dodged the fatal blow.
His face was so dark it seemed to drip water, and he roared at the top of his lungs:
"He's one of my men, and it's none of your business!"
"Stop meddling in other people's business!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around, and his left leg, like a heavy hammer, swept swiftly toward Ran Cang's chest with a whooshing sound.
"Pah! Don't you dare spout such blatant lies!"
Upon seeing this, Li Que attacked from the side like a black lightning bolt, moving so fast that only a fleeting afterimage could be caught.
He ran wildly, shouting and cursing:
"Bullying a child in broad daylight, do you have no humanity at all?!"
In the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of the man, his hands transforming into a barrage of fist shadows, attacking the man relentlessly.
Each punch was accompanied by a whooshing sound, forcing Luo Yan to dodge left and right, his steps faltering.
Not to be outdone, Changsheng let out a deafening roar and charged at the man's companion with unstoppable momentum.
"If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know what rules are!"
He and his opponent instantly started fighting, exchanging blows with each other, neither giving an inch.
Their figures moved swiftly through the living room, knocking over piece after piece of furniture, and the sound of shattering porcelain was incessant.
Another man had been standing to the side watching the show with great interest, a mocking smile on his face.
He would occasionally shake his head and offer a few comments, a perfect example of someone who loves to watch the drama unfold.
Suddenly, Ran Cang caught a glimpse of the young man standing with the man out of the corner of her eye.
That detached yet seemingly amused demeanor ignited a nameless anger within me.
She sidestepped the man's grasp, then charged at the young man, shouting:
"You're just someone who loves to stir up trouble, stop pretending! You're definitely in cahoots!"
Without saying a word, he threw a punch straight at his face.
A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes; he hadn't expected this undeserved calamity to befall him.
A smirk played on his lips. Instead of retreating, he advanced, effortlessly neutralizing his opponent's force with a beautiful grappling move, all the while muttering:
"Hey, buddy... oh no, miss, you've got it all wrong!"
I was just passing by to see what was going on!
But the other party ignored him and attacked again with a barrage of punches and kicks.
The young man became interested as well, nimbly dodging left and right while joking and teasing:
"Oh ho, this isn't over yet."
He moved with agility, skillfully deflecting the opponent's attacks. "Stop fighting!"
The young man dodged the attacks while shouting at the top of his lungs.
His voice was unusually loud at that moment because of his anxiety and excitement.
He tried to explain several times, but each time his words were drowned out by the powerful impact and noise of the fierce fight.
"If the fighting continues, no one will benefit!"
Everyone, calm down. Can't we just talk this out?
But he was met with even fiercer attacks and insults in response.
In the corner of the room, the little boy—Ruan An—was watching all of this with a look of terror on his face.
His small body trembled like a leaf, his hands gripping the hem of his clothes so tightly they were almost torn apart.
His eyes were brimming with tears, which were swirling wildly in his eyes, but fear held them back, preventing them from falling.
His lips trembled violently as he tried to call for help, but it was as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.
He could only stand there helplessly, filled with fear and despair, as if he were in a nightmare from which he could never wake up.