Chapter 2525: Inhuman: Xiao Chen's Amnesia After 16

Another blood-feeding session.

In the bedroom, only a dim yellow bedside lamp was lit, still lingering with a faint, indescribable ambiguous atmosphere, mixed with an extremely faint smell of blood.

Liang Yanzhe lay curled on his side on the bed, the thin blanket haphazardly draped over his waist.

He closed his eyes; his breathing had steadied, but weariness and emptiness still lingered in his brow and eyes, as if he had been thoroughly cooked from inside to out, leaving him lazy and nearly exhausted.

His stern visage softened somewhat in the light, also lacking color from blood loss.

Thick black mist still covered his body, slowly, lingeringly flowing.

Jin Chen gazed at Liang Yanzhe's slightly furrowed brow and bloodless lips.

A strange, sour, tight feeling spread clearly through Jin Chen's consciousness.

Jin Chen felt that it must be heartache.

As the time spent beside Liang Yanzhe lengthened, drawing his blood and feeling his emotions, this kind of complex emotion unique to humans appeared more and more in Jin Chen's perception.

He did not think it was a bad thing; he was willing to accept everything about his wife.

But he still did not know how to relieve and cope with this unfamiliar emotion.

For example, now.

Jin Chen stared at Liang Yanzhe for a while; the black mist silently spread upward, becoming gentler, brushing over Liang Yanzhe's forehead and tightly closed eyelashes.

Finally, it settled extremely carefully on the corner of his lips.

The touch was soft, like a gentle caress of a human kiss.

"Wife." Jin Chen called him, lower than usual, even somewhat tender.

Liang Yanzhe had not yet withdrawn from the state where his body was completely drained, yet still retained a faint tremor's afterglow.

The overly gentle touch, so unlike the monster's rough and direct grasping he knew, left him stunned for a moment.

The soft black mist lingered at the corner of his lips, without further aggression, simply resting there quietly.

An inexplicable sense of helplessness quietly arose.

Liang Yanzhe seemed unable to regard Jin Chen any longer as an inhuman monster.

Liang Yanzhe instinctively raised his arm to cover his eyes, also hiding the bewilderment and helplessness leaking from his stern expression, his Adam's apple trudging up with difficulty.

Just being touched like that made Liang Yanzhe bury his face in the pillow, arch his back, and tremble as he spat out a little clear fluid.

After all, he was utterly empty; there was nothing left to vomit.

But he did not resist Jin Chen's unusually gentle caress.

Even in the darkness blocked by his arm, in the silence, he passively shrank a little deeper into the covers.

He sank into that mist clinging to him—sticky, damp, yet no longer frightening—like relying on it.

Intimate ambiguity quietly flowed.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +4, total now 25!】

Jin Chen carefully wrapped him tighter, feeling the human in his arms gradually steady his heartbeat and breath.

That strange, sour emotion lingered, unwilling to disperse.

He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly asked Ling Gun Gun in his thoughts.

【Can I not drink my wife's blood?】

Ling Gun Gun, who had been secretly logging the Host's emotional data changes in an attempt to restore the Host's memory as soon as possible, shuddered.

【Huh? It's possible… but, but whose blood do you want to drink?!】

Just imagining the Host seeking another 'blood bag' made it want to turn pale with fright.

This simply won't do.

We definitely can't do that cheating, bad thing!

Jin Chen thought seriously for a moment; it was an answer beyond Ling Gun Gun's expectations.

【If I eat a little of that halo above Ye Lu's head, I can go a long time without drinking my wife's blood.】

Ling Gun Gun immediately sighed in relief and hurriedly explained: '【Of course, of course, theoretically possible! And the key turning point in the plot is coming up soon; Host, get ready—this is indeed a great opportunity to harvest… ah, no, to obtain that kind of energy!】'

——

The next evening, at an upscale private club.

Liang Yanzhe wore a black suit, accompanying Zhou Chengjun to an important business engagement; also present were Chief Secretary Liu Zou and the person in charge of the project department.

Before entering the club, Liang Yanzhe emphasized for the third and final time to the icy-cold mist circling his wrist.

"Tonight's occasion is very important; absolutely, absolutely no messing around, behave yourself, understand?"

The mist lazily rubbed against his wrist, its coiled posture showing extreme obedience, recovering quickly and meekly.

"Mm-hmm, I know."

Ling Gun Gun timely broadcast: '【Host, pay attention, the plot's crucial point is coming!】'

【According to the original plot, Ye Lu will also come to this club's common area with friends tonight for a meal; moreover, it's a coincidence that they will run into trouble here, being harassed by several spoiled rich brats, and at that moment, Zhou Chengjun will happen to pass by, out of his protection of the company's employees, his overbearing CEO attribute will flare up, and with a sweeping gesture he will help Ye Lu break out of the siege.】

【Ye Lu was thus deeply moved; seeing Zhou Chengjun slightly tipsy from the social event, he voluntarily stepped forward to take care of him…】

Jin Chen was listening attentively when Ling Gun Gun's voice suddenly cut off.

【What's wrong?】 Jin Chen wondered, '【Why did it stop? What about the caring afterwards?】'

Ling Gun Gun fidgeted slightly, explaining as tactfully as possible.

【Then… they did it… that thing only you and your wife can do.】

Jin Chen was greatly shocked.

Even though he was not human, he knew that such acts are only meant to be done with one's partner.

These humans, how can they be so… lewd?

Monsters simply cannot comprehend it.

Inside the club, there are separate areas for business talks and leisure entertainment; the decor is exquisite and elegant, and the environment is tranquil.

Zhou Chengjun and tonight's cooperation partner, Wang Zong, first met in the billiards room of the leisure area.

When the two tycoons meet, they inevitably engage in a friendly sparring session first.

The staff from both sides tacitly withdrew to a nearby resting area, sat down, ordered some drinks, and whispered to each other.

Jin Chen's mist quietly slipped out from Liang Yanzhe's cuff, hovered above the attractive whiskey in the glass, and curiously tried to probe inside to take a sip.

Liang Yanzhe's finger pressed in time against the rim of the glass; he exerted slight pressure with his fingertip, gave a warning glance, and said softly.

"Don't mess around."

Never mind whether this monster can drink alcohol.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the liquid in the glass vanished into thin air, which was already shocking enough.

Jin Chen let out a disappointed oh, the mist resentfully shrank back, boredly floated up to the ceiling, and observed the surroundings.

Humans' boring social obligations.

His gaze then fell to the billiards table, where he watched two humans poke the colored balls with long cues, making him even more puzzled.

Why would anyone like this game?

But Jin Chen is very smart; after observing for a while, he understood the basic rules.

He saw Zhou Chengjun take a shot; the cue ball struck the target ball off-center, his aim so poor that he couldn't bear to watch.

Thus, when Zhou Chengjun's shot was clearly off and the target red ball wobbled about to come to rest, a tendril of mist lightly tapped that red ball.

The red ball, receiving this external force, slowly rolled forward a short distance, thudded, and struck another colored ball; the two balls wobbled together…

They fell into the pocket.

Wang Zong, who was about to express regret for Zhou Chengjun, "... huh?"

The onlookers around: "???"

Zhou Chengjun himself also froze for a moment, then immediately showed a confident smile, as expected.

Liang Yanzhe: "..."

He expressionlessly lifted the cup, took a sip, and his gaze swept over the corner of the ceiling.

Jin Chen hovered behind the smugly eyebrow-raising Zhou Chengjun and said solemnly.

"No need to thank me, you humans with terrible aim."

Zhou Chengjun sneezed for no reason and rubbed his nose.

Liang Yanzhe was about to recall that unruly mist again, but saw the black fog as if it had suddenly discovered something more interesting, and it darted out through the door crack, disappearing in the light of the outside hallway.

Liang Yanzhe's gaze lingered on that door for a few seconds before he finally withdrew it.

As long as he doesn't cause any major trouble that can't be resolved, he temporarily won't worry about anything else.

【Host, where are you going?】 Ling Gun Gun also asked anxiously.

The mist swiftly moved through the carpeted hallway, profound and inscrutable.

【I sensed that unpleasant aura approaching; I won't let him in.】

He cut it off at the source; as long as Ye Lu couldn't enter this club and see Zhou Chengjun, none of the subsequent events would happen.