GBP Chapter 113 Are you crazy?
Chapter 113 Are you crazy?
Qin Reng still gripped Yu Yuetong's wrist tightly, his fingertips seemingly tightening deliberately. The heat and pressure from him sent alarm bells ringing in Yu Yuetong's mind. She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but she couldn't move it at all.
"Qin Reng, are you crazy? Let go." She glared at him, trying to appear calm, her tone as serious as if she were arguing with a rampaging dog. However, the panic in her eyes betrayed her.
"Don't you know whether I'm crazy or not?" Qin Reng looked down at her, a faint sneer on his lips. "You dare to use my body as you please, how could I be crazy? Sharing my body with a crazy woman like you who isn't afraid of death is quite a novel thing for me."
"Do whatever I want?" Yu Yuetong almost laughed in anger. "Who was it that was giving me the cold shoulder inside my body, scaring those old men in the company into silence? And who twisted their ankle with my high heels and then asked me to massage it for them? Mr. Qin, don't try to shift the blame!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Reng's eyes narrowed dangerously, his tone softening but carrying an even chilling coldness: "Oh? So you're saying you're quite aggrieved? Since you're so aggrieved, how about... we try a more interesting way to collect the debt?"
"Collecting debts?" Yu Yuetong frowned warily. "What do you want to do?"
Just as she was wondering if he was acting crazy again and was planning some new trick, he suddenly released her wrist, looked down at her, and said in a low, husky voice with a hint of amusement, "Don't be afraid, I just want you to make up for today's 'losses.' For example... help me with some explanations."
Before she could react, she heard footsteps not far away, followed by Qin's mother Han Shuang's voice: "Hey, I just came in and I heard all this noise. Reng Reng, did you bully Xiao Yue?"
Qin Reng turned to look at his mother, his expression shifting instantly, a hint of docility appearing on his face. He casually raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with grievance: "Mom, you're really wronging me. I just discovered she's using my body to create 'art.' I was just curious and asked a few questions, but who knew she'd get so worked up."
"Art?" Han Shuang was clearly amused by the word, and she squinted as she looked at the two of them.
"He's talking nonsense!" Yu Yuetong was furious, so anxious that she couldn't even speak coherently when trying to defend herself. "It's...it was just that I got an itch and tried graffitiing on his body! Ugh, he insists on talking about compensation and consequences, I think he's just deliberately trying to argue with me!"
Qin's mother couldn't help but laugh, but she couldn't help but say with concern, "Oh dear, you two are just born to bicker! But, Xiaoyue, you should be more careful next time you do 'art.' Reng Reng may be stubborn, but he's actually very protective of you."
These words nearly made Yu Yuetong choke on the spot. Heaven knows how this man who was protecting her had been gripping her wrist so tightly. Protecting her? Protecting her from falling to her death down the stairs?
Qin Reng remained calm and turned to Han Shuang with a slight smile: "Mom, don't worry about these trivial matters. Xiao Yue just loves to make a fuss, I'm used to it." After saying that, he also gave Yu Yuetong a "I won" look.
Yu Yuetong was furious, but could only clench her fists in frustration. She didn't want to fall out with Han Shuang. For a moment, she even thought that she must have lost her mind to agree to fight with Qin Reng for the Qin family inheritance.
Just as her mind was racing, trying to figure out how to defuse her current awkward situation, Old Madam Qin suddenly called. Han Shuang glanced at the caller ID and answered. The moment the call connected, Old Madam Qin's voice came through: "Is Reng Reng home? Tell him to come back right away. Something's happened here."
Qin Reng's eyes immediately turned cold. He took the phone from Han Shuang, answered a few words in a low voice, and then hung up. His face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water: "Grandma needs to see me urgently. Yu Yuetong, you come with me too."
Yu Yuetong instinctively wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, Qin Reng grabbed her arm and said, "Come on with me now, don't dawdle."
She had a headache, but she followed anyway. Just as she reached the door, something suddenly occurred to her, and she stomped her foot angrily: "You bastard Qin Reng, what are you trying to do—"
Qin Reng turned around, his deep eyes fixed on her: "I want to show you what real 'trouble' is."
A tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the air, and an even bigger storm seemed to be brewing.
When Qin Reng used almost "force" methods to shove Yu Yuetong into the car, she genuinely wanted to tell the driver to stop, open the door, and get out. But considering that her physical abilities were practically nonexistent, and Qin Reng's icy expression seemed to be telling her: try to escape if you dare. In the end, she could only resign herself to her fate and shrink into the passenger seat, trying to express her protest with an angry glare.
"What exactly are you up to?" She finally spoke, her face stinging from holding back her anger. "What does your grandmother's family meeting have to do with me? Don't drag me into this!"
Qin Reng's face was cold, and the force with which he gripped the steering wheel seemed to be venting some kind of pent-up impatience: "Shut up. It's not your place to interfere in official business. Instead of wasting time nagging, you should think about how not to cause me any more trouble."
Yu Yuetong was stunned for a moment, then almost jumped up in anger: "Are you sick? It's ridiculous enough that such a ridiculous thing as swapping bodies happened to me. Not only am I worried about you every day, but I also have to do your work? Did I owe the Qin family something in my past life or do I owe you a debt of gratitude from eight lifetimes ago?"
Qin Reng slammed on the brakes, and the car pulled over to the side of the road. The inertia caused Yu Yuetong to lurch forward, almost crashing into the car window.
"Are you crazy?!" She held her forehead with one hand, looked up to meet Qin Reng's dangerous face, and involuntarily swallowed.
"Finished arguing?" The man slowly leaned down, his voice as deep as a cold evening breeze. "Now that we're done arguing, let's talk about something more practical. For example—the Qin family's inheritance rights. Yu Yuetong, do you think you can walk away from this? This charade isn't just about me; you have to play your part to the very end."
They were so close she could even feel the cold air emanating from him. Cornered, Yu Yuetong read the hidden threat in those deep eyes, but she still had to brace herself and pretend to be calm: "Why do you think I'll agree to you? You scum, you're so handsy and sarcastic, why should I take orders from you?"
Qin Reng straightened up and casually straightened his sleeves: "One word, 'life,' is enough. If something goes wrong with you using my body, even a nine-lives cat probably couldn't save you." He pointed his slender finger at her, "Don't think you're so precious. If something really happens, I'll be the first to run."