Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother

Although Lu Yang could seem obedient, her calm, unwavering determination might be difficult for others to read or fully comprehend.

Jiang Yanzhou reached out his hand towards her neck, and before she could react, he casually used his fingers to smooth a few strands of her hair.

Lu Yang pursed her dry lips. “I saw your sister today.”

Jiang Yanzhou smirked. “What did she talk to you about?”

Lu Yang shook her head. “I care about your past, and she came to give me answers.”

Jiang Yanzhou froze for a moment, a brief blankness in his mind, but it quickly passed, and the next moment, his panic was silently hidden away.

Just like that.

He displayed his tender and gentle side, meticulous and attentive, showing her only what he wanted her to see.

His methods were skillful, calculating every small detail clearly, and he had enough self-restraint to hide himself within his schemes.

Can someone skilled at deception truly have genuine feelings for someone?

Just like Jiang Ruizi said, their lives were filled with cold-heartedness and lack of loyalty. Those in high positions and those with wealth were not to be trusted.

Alcohol flowed through the bloodstream, rushing to the brain, numbing the senses. Lu Yang’s thoughts began to scatter and slow down.

Sensitive nerves were always irrational.

‘You knew that I wanted to protect my brother, so you used that to slowly draw me closer to you. You even convinced Professor He to be the expert consultant for ‘White Storm’.”

Her words were like an invisible hand, tightly pressing on his heart, causing his voice to tremble, “Lu Yang.”

“You don’t hint at things directly because you know I can see through it. So you subtly let me know what you want me to know by leaking information to Porcelain Star.”

“You understand me, know what I like and dislike. Every step you take, every action you make, it’s all meticulously calculated.”

“You proceed cautiously, showing restraint, remaining calm, and never letting your emotions take over. You respect me.”

Lu Yang took a slow, deep breath, not looking at him, suppressing the sourness in her heart, and whispered softly, “Jiang Yanzhou, in your plan, what is controllable and what is uncontrollable?”

His level and calculations were exceptionally high.

In the past, she didn’t care.

But she couldn’t accept him slowly shattering her heart based on their past.

“Lu Yang…”

Jiang Yanzhou wanted to explain, but he didn’t know how to explain. His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, then retracted, clenched tightly, his fingertips sinking into his flesh.

Every word she said was like a white thread, effortlessly strangling him to death.

“Jiang Yanzhou, we’re even now,” Lu Yang’s voice was so soft and weak that it merged with the darkness of the night. He wanted to grasp it but couldn’t.

Jiang Ruizi’s plan to retreat in order to advance was indeed well-executed, understanding Lu Yang’s character and knowing she would confront him.

Even as someone in a higher position, how could he let his interests be harmed?

The thought sprouted in his mind like mold after the rainy season, spreading

wildly in Lu Yang’s heart, suffocating and incomprehensible.

Every past scene was like a series of gray mold spots, disturbing her.

“I don’t have what you want, and I won’t let my brother become your pawn.” The phone on the crystal table rang.

Lu Yang put down her glass, picked up the phone, lowered her gaze, and looked at the screen.

She concealed her eyes, forcibly discarding the guilt in her heart.

Jiang Yanzhou caught a glimpse of her phone screen, and the caller’s name pierced his eyes like a knife. He abruptly finished the strong liquor in his glass and put it down.

Lu Yang swiped to answer, “It’s me. Wait a moment, I’ll bring you the documents. ”

Before she could take two steps, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and a strong force pulled her. Lu Yang’s eyes flickered with disbelief. Before she could react, she was dragged into a room.

With a loud “bang,” the door closed tightly.

The room was dimly lit. The panic in Lu Yang’s eyes grew and faded, her heart pounding as if it would jump out of her throat.

Jiang Yanzhou leaned against the door, using one hand to press down on her leg, firmly imprisoning her. Lu Yang had no way out and couldn’t move.

She looked up and met his burning gaze. Her pupils dilated, her eyebrows furrowed, but she didn’t ask the questioning words. He suddenly lowered his head and without a word, forcefully pressed his lips against hers, kissing her forcefully.

Amidst their rapid breaths, the voice of a third person intruded.

“Lu Yang, is something wrong?”

Jiang Yanzhou angrily bit her lip, causing Lu Yang to frown and cry out in pain.

She stared at him. “What are you doing?”

Jiang Yanzhou grabbed the hand holding the phone, his voice filled with annoyance, “Do you like him like this?”