Thirty-Six The Love Buried by Time (Thirty-Six)

The door clicked, and someone suddenly pushed it open from the outside. That voice suddenly pulled her thoughts back.

He turned around in confusion and was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming. He put down the hair dryer and stood up.

The person who came turned out to be the older man who had just been talking to the two brothers of the Yu family.

The facial features of the two Yu family members were very similar to his, and Jing Yu expected that this person was probably their father. But, appearing here at this moment, is it a coincidence or intentional?

She never interacted well with strangers, so she just nodded politely and did not take the initiative to speak. She originally thought that the other party was just passing by and would leave immediately, but the next moment, the other party stepped in quietly.

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes kept looking at her unceremoniously, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"Your surname is Jing?" His voice was as cold as his attitude, with the inherent arrogance of a superior.

Jing Yu was wondering how he knew his last name, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded and said "hmm" in reply.

"Jing Chaochen's daughter?"

"You know my father?"

Yu Chengshan snorted coldly and clasped his hands behind his back, "Jing Chaochen and your fiancé's father committed heinous crimes and were punished by everyone. How could I know such a despicable person?"

Jing Yu stood leaning against the dressing table. Hearing these words, his chest ached slightly. His expression became much cooler, "Since you and my father are not old friends, then I guess Mr. Yu and I have nothing to say."

"I really have something to say clearly to you!" The man's eyes became even colder.

As soon as Jing Yu heard this, he knew that the other party was not a good person. There was a cool light in her eyes, but her tone was always calm, "I'm all ears."

"I don't care what relationship you had with my son, or what my son thinks about you, but you have to understand -" At this point, Yu Chengshan paused for a moment and cast his frivolous gaze at her, "Don't say Your father is now a felon, and anyone who messes with him will be involved in the investigation. My son will not take such a risk, even if your Jing family is clean, he is just looking for you to play with. , I hope you will respect yourself and not become a toy for others to play with."

"Mr. Yu is not an old acquaintance of my father and has nothing to do with me, so why bother about me?" Jing Yu's hand on the dressing table tightened, and his fingers dug into the table. Under the sharp eyes of the other party, she stared at him stubbornly with a layer of watery eyes,

Not wanting to back down even an inch, he said, "If Mr. Yu wants to teach me a lesson, I'm afraid he has to have a sufficient stance first, otherwise what he says will be too ridiculous."

Yu Chengshan's expression suddenly turned cold, and there was anger in his sharp eyes, "She is still an ignorant, mean and rude woman. That's all I have to say - if you insist on using yourself for others' amusement, you will be punished when the time comes. If he abandons you, you can’t blame anyone.”

After Yu Chengshan finished speaking, he walked away with a gloomy face.

The door was thrown loudly.

Jing Yu remained frozen on the spot for a long time, making no move. The long curly eyelashes fluttered, and a layer of water gradually appeared under the eyes.

The fingers moved slightly, and then gradually relaxed after shaking. She sat down again while holding on to the table, looked at herself in the mirror, took a breath, and covered up the layer of water again.

She picked up the hair dryer again and blew her hair. The warmth scraped across my skin, and the chill in my heart didn't ease at all.

She wanted to leave here quickly, but she didn't know when the people who took away her clothes would come back. While I was thinking about it, there was another noise outside the door. She thought the person who delivered the clothes had returned, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

After being surprised by the person coming this time, she darkened her eyes.

The hand holding the hair dryer tightened, and then turned back, as if he had never seen the person coming.

Yu Zeyao could see her cold attitude, and this coldness was even colder than when he met her outside. It was as if they were really just two complete strangers!

She really does what she says!

There was a fire in his heart for no reason, he stepped over, reached out and snatched the hair dryer from her hand, and threw it aside. The force was quite strong, and it made a "bang" sound on the table, which was particularly harsh in the quiet space.

Jing Yu raised his head and glared at him, his twinkling starry eyes filled with a hint of stubbornness. This man should not provoke her again!

"What are you staring at, angry?" Yu Zeyao bent over and pinched her chin. Her handsome face no longer looked as calm as before, because of her indifference and her previous attitude of being completely indifferent to Mo Huan's existence. There was a slight crack, "Jingyu, do you really think we can still be strangers?"

"Let go." Jing Yu's bloodless lips moved and he only uttered two words.

Yu Zeyao was provoked by her, his eyes darkened, and he pulled her up from the chair. He grabbed the back of her head with his big palm and tried to kiss her. Jing Yu's eyelashes fluttered. He looked at the handsome face in front of him that was getting closer and closer to him. His mind was slightly shaken. His mind was full of how his father looked down on him. He couldn't control it. He raised his hand and slapped him on the face.

The crisp sound echoed in the room, leaving Yu Zeyao stunned for a moment. The next moment, he stared at him with heavy eyes, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Jing Yu himself was stunned for a moment, his hand in the air trembled, and it took him a long time to remember to take it back.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became shockingly cold.

She slowly came to her senses and stepped back an inch, but Yu Zeyao came closer. She lowered her eyes and said, "Don't come here again..."

There was a hint of weakness in his voice.

"I told you to respect yourself. I am not your toy. If you do this again... it is sexual harassment." Jing Yu paused for a moment, and said the last few words heavily and forcefully.

"Sexual harassment?" Yu Zeyao chewed on the three words playfully. Regardless of her resistance, he held her hips with his big hands and pressed her towards him. His eyes were as cold as a knife. "Do you know what rape is?"

Jing Yu took a breath and pressed his shoulders with both hands. "Yu Zeyao, that's enough!"

Yu Zeyao looked into her eyes coldly. "I haven't got you, I haven't slept with you, how can it be enough?"

Jing Yu was so angry that he wanted to slap him again to vent his anger. "You don't lack women at all."

That Miss Mo is the best proof.

"I don't lack women, but I lack you." Yu Zeyao gritted his teeth, annoyed by her indifferent attitude towards him. In this one-sided relationship, only he was angry, he was out of control, and he was trying his best.

Jing Yu bit his lip and spoke again, each word as sharp as a needle, "But I have no interest in you."

After a slight pause, he added, "Not even the slightest bit of interest."