Chapter 2517: Non-human: Xiao Chen's Amnesia (08)

Liang Yanzhe took a deep breath, suppressed that untimely reaction, and his tone returned to its usual calm.

"You broke our agreement, so I don't want to give you blood anymore."

Jin Chen: "?"

For him, drinking blood was a way to replenish energy and an important means of getting close to his wife.

He couldn't understand how a human could say something so cruel.

Especially when this human was the wife he had acknowledged, such cruelty was practically doubled.

"But you are my wife." Jin Chen said, feeling wronged.

"I never acknowledged that." Liang Yanzhe calmly retorted, "Besides, you were the one who first broke the rules."

Oh! The rules.

Rules again—Jin Chen hated that word.

But looking at Liang Yanzhe's handsome face, feeling his calm yet charming aura, he thought perhaps he could make a small concession.

After all, she was his wife, and very beautiful.

"All right." He reluctantly agreed, and the mist wrapping his finger relaxed its grip, no longer nibbling.

It turned soft, like a small clump of cool, silky fur, gently rubbing against the finger it had made slightly red.

Liang Yanzhe initially found a way to communicate with this non-human monster, setting boundaries and enforcing them strictly.

This realization made the corner of his lips twitch ever so slightly.

【Villain Blackening Value detected -5, total now 45!】

【Phew…】 Ling Gun Gun let out a breath, quite worried.

Thank goodness, the Main God's side had no mistakes.

Jin Chen no longer obsessed with biting his finger, turning his attention back to something more interesting.

The mass of mist clung contentedly to Liang Yanzhe's shoulders and chest, its soft tendrils wrapping around his firm pectoral muscles and probing through the thin shirt fabric.

Liang Yanzhe: "..."

The sensation was like countless cool, soft brushes sweeping back and forth over his chest, mixed with a subtle sucking feeling, utterly unfamiliar and even somewhat bewildering.

His ears flushed faintly, he closed his laptop, rose from the beach chair, and walked toward the hotel.

The way back to the hotel passed through a lush coconut grove path.

Afternoon sunlight filtered through the broad leaves, casting specks of light, while the sea breeze was soothing.

After just a few steps, he ran into a male colleague who had also come for the team-building, holding a green coconut with a straw still in his mouth.

Upon seeing Liang Yanzhe, the colleague's eyes lit up, and he hurried over, "Assistant Liang! It's really hot today..."

His words trailed off inexplicably when he got a clear look at Liang Yanzhe.

The Liang Yanzhe before him still appeared as a refined elite, his shirt and trousers impeccable, the gaze behind his rimless glasses calm.

Yet for some reason, the colleague felt that today's Assistant Liang seemed somehow different.

His lips were more flushed than usual; although his expression was cold, the corners of his eyes and brows seemed moistened by some invisible vapor, exuding an almost bewitching allure.

It made one inexplicably want to glance at him twice.

The male colleague stared a bit blankly, his speech becoming incoherent, and instinctively handed over the other coconut he was holding.

"Uh… here, want a coconut? Just opened, chilled."

Liang Yanzhe was about to politely decline when the Jin Chen perched on his shoulder objected first.

The mist stirred restlessly.

It could not yet fully comprehend the complexity in human eyes.

But it could clearly sense that this strange male's gaze lingering on its wife was overly direct.

It didn't like it.

It really didn't like it.

One after another, tiny clumps of black mist silently gathered above the male colleague's head, distorting the air, filled with intense malice.

Liang Yanzhe's expression shifted slightly; he immediately sidestepped to avoid the coconut offered by the colleague, his tone quickening a bit, "Thanks, but no thanks—I still have something to do."

Having said that, he immediately stepped away, and as he brushed past the colleague, he lowered his voice, "Jin Chen, no moving hands."

The mist, already preparing to do something nasty, rolled about in dissatisfaction, sending a thought over.

"I don't like him looking at you like that."

"I don't like it either." Liang Yanzhe continued walking, calmly stating the facts, "But if you act, everyone will think I harmed him."

"Do you want to get me into trouble?"

Jin Chen snorted, full of reluctance.

But he took in the idea of causing trouble for his wife.

The black mist hovering above the male colleague's head, unwilling, twisted a few times before slowly dissipating.

Liang Yanzhe walked ten or so meters away, glanced back, saw the colleague still standing there scratching his head with no abnormality, and finally relaxed a bit, quickening his pace.

Little did he know, just as he turned and entered the hotel's glass doors, the colleague still standing there puzzled slipped on his feet, fell hard, and the coconut in his hand flew far away.

——

When the vacation had only three days left, Zhou Chengjun and Zhao Xitang returned.

Zhou Chengjun was simply beaming, even the minor leg injury he'd had before seemed completely healed, he walked with vigor, his brows and eyes revealing undisguised pleasure and pride.

He patted Liang Yanzhe's shoulder, then sent over a generous red envelope.

To reward Liang Yanzhe for efficiently handling his emails and the company's urgent matters these past few days.

Liang Yanzhe accepted it as usual, thanked him, feeling no inner turbulence, even thinking the bonus was well deserved.

Jin Chen perched on Liang Yanzhe's shoulder, the mist faintly surging.

He had no concept of money in human society; all his attention was placed on another, more important matter.

Jin Chen carefully counted the days, repeatedly whispering into Liang Yanze's ear, "Wife, today is the third day; I want your blood."

Liang Yanze was lowering his head to examine a supplementary agreement brought back by Zhou Chengjun when he heard the words; his eyelashes twitched imperceptibly, as if he hadn't heard the sound at all, and his fingertip continued to slide across the tablet screen.

Jin Chen waited a moment, receiving no reply, and went to ask Ling Gun Gun doubtfully.

【What's wrong with him? Didn't he hear?】

Ling Gun Gun analyzed carefully, 【Um, maybe… you just don't want to pay attention to me?】

Hey, that's not acceptable.

Jin Chen's mist condensed slightly in an instant.