Chapter 2528: Non-human: Xiao Chen's Amnesia After 19

Unlike the bright luxury of the main passage, this corridor leading to the rear service area is noticeably dimmer; the walls are plain off‑white, and beneath the feet a thick carpet woven with intricate yet subdued dark patterns absorbs all sound, making it especially quiet.

Liang Yanzhe walked in and saw Ye Lu lying on the floor.

Ye Lu's condition looked somewhat bad.

He was half‑collapsed on the carpet, his face paler than when he had just fled, even showing a fearful bluish‑gray; he lowered his head in terror, his hands futilely trying to scrape his own legs, his lips trembling but unable to make much sound, only a suppressed, broken breath.

"Can't, can't move…… there, there's something…… wrapping around me……"

His legs were stiffened in an unnatural posture; the pant legs showed nothing unusual, but his whole body was violently trembling, clearly fear had reached its peak.

Ye Lu looked up and saw Liang Yanzhe entering; tears streamed down his face, "Brother Liang! Save, save me! There's, there's a ghost! Something is grabbing me! Unclean…… this place is unclean!"

"There is something unclean here; it tied me up…… please save me!"

Ye Lu wanted to crawl toward Liang Yanzhe, but his legs wouldn't move, and he cried even more shrilly.

He looks even more like an unclean thing than Jin Chen.

Liang Yanzhe's gaze, however, swept past him and fell upon that mass of black mist.

The mist's tentacles wrapped around Ye Lu's legs, firmly fixing him to the ground.

The black mist hovered above Ye Lu's head, undulating slightly, as if…… drawing something from him.

Liang Yanzhe's fingertips unconsciously curled a little, and for no reason his heart gave a faint tremor.

Something on Ye Lu…… could it also become food for Jin Chen?

Perhaps the alcohol he had drunk tonight finally started to rise to his head; a burning sensation spread from his stomach, making his temples throb slightly, and his usual calm composure was breached.

Liang Yanzhe normally would never allow his deep thoughts to run wild and surge forth.

Clearly, before this, his greatest wish was for this strange monster to disappear completely from life, so everything could return to normal, reverting to that world of only work and rules—cold but safe.

But now, seeing with his own eyes that the monster was feeding on someone else…

Why…… does this strange feeling arise in his heart, not painful but a sour, numb tingling, intensely sour.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 35!】

As that strand of protagonist's halo was completely sucked in, Ye Lu gave a violent shudder, his terrified expression frozen on his face; his eyelids flipped and he fainted completely, collapsing motionless on the ground.

Jin Chen finished satisfactorily.

The mist unfurled, turned its head, and saw Liang Yanzhe standing not far away.

He immediately joyfully discarded the worthless food on the ground, swiftly floated over, and affectionately twined around Liang Yanzhe's arm and side of the neck, pressing against warm skin.

"Wife!" Jin Chen exclaimed, delighted and satisfied, also a bit languid from being full.

Liang Yanzhe lowered his gaze, looking at this mass of black mist that had just drawn nourishment from another person and was now snuggling up; behind his glasses his eyes were complex, and he couldn't help but ask in a stiff tone.

"What are you doing, why are you running around."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Liang Yanzhe himself was taken aback; this completely did not match his usual habit of minding his own business.

Realizing this, his mood inexplicably worsened, as if something were stuck in his chest, making him feel stifled and inexplicably wronged.

Jin Chen also keenly detected the oddity in Liang Yanzhe's tone.

But he was in an excellent mood right now, paid no heed, and affectionately rubbed against Liang Yanzhe's jawline, saying, "I'm not running around; I'm having a meal."

Indeed it was.

Liang Yanzhe's heart sank a little more.

Thus, consuming some human substance is the monster's way of sustaining its existence.

Then, is the previously agreed‑upon blood‑sucking once every three days still not enough to satisfy him?

Liang Yanzhe's gaze fell again on the unconscious Ye Lu on the floor, his tone devoid of emotion, "He…… is he also tasty?"

If he hadn't followed along, how far would Jin Chen intend to eat this meal?

Would it also be like that……

Jin Chen was about to honestly nod, acknowledging that the halo's energy was indeed very nourishing, enough to fill him up.

But he also keenly sensed that the wife's question wasn't really about that.

He looked at Liang Yanzhe's expressionless face, which inexplicably made him feel a bit uneasy, and a vague thought flickered in his muddled consciousness.

Every word in the human world seems to hide a trap.

Not really understanding the human abyss marsh, he thought for a moment, carefully organized his words, and tried not to lie.

"No, wife." A few soft, mist‑condensed tentacles gently brushed Liang Yanzhe's cool cheek, "Sucking blood would hurt you; eating this, he won't feel pain."

"He is food, you are wife."

He can tell them apart perfectly!

Liang Yanzhe's eyes flickered for a moment, wanting to judge whether the monster was lying, but he could see nothing.

He fell silent for a few seconds, then said, "So from now on…… you won't need to suck my blood, right?"

Jin Chen was delighted to have found a substitute food and immediately answered affirmatively, "Yes!"

He even excitedly split off two thinner tentacles, imitating humans, swiped them up and down in the air, making a sharp, neat snap‑finger gesture.

From now on, the wife won't have to be periodically hurt by him.

What a considerate good marsh.

Liang Yanzhe said nothing more, habitually rubbed his forearm lightly, where there were several extremely faint white old scars, present long before he knew this mass of monster.

This subtle action had become his instinctive move when suppressing emotions.

Then he turned around, not looking again at the unconscious Ye Lu on the ground, nor at the black mist that seemed elated from finding new food, and walked out of the corridor, his back straight, showing no abnormality.

Upon reaching the main passage, Liang Yanzhe found the club's staff and calmly said, "Sorry to bother you. Someone over there in the corridor seems to have felt unwell and fainted, perhaps from drinking too much; could you please check?"

Soon, Ye Lu's few friends also heard the news and ran over in panic to look for someone.

Jin Chen had eaten and drunk his fill, his energy abundant, his mood even more joyful, as if he might float away.

He followed Liang Yanzhe step for step, and the mist appeared especially light and fluffy.

When Liang Yanzhe returned to the entertainment private room, Zhou Chengjun had already returned a step earlier; the partner, Chief Wang, got the profit he wanted and left early with his people, leaving only their group's people to review this cooperation, and they felt it was indeed a win-win situation.

Everyone's faces showed some joy; after all, the project went well, so their bonuses were inevitable.

Thus, Liang Yanzhe's cold face seemed out of place, and Liu Zou looked at him puzzled, asking, "How did your complexion change after you stepped out for a moment?"

"I'm really sorry, it seems I made my wife angry." Jin Chen answered from above Liang Yanzhe's head.

Even though Liu Zou couldn't hear it.

Liang Yanzhe: "……"

Liang Yanzhe took another sip of wine, gave a light laugh, and said, "It's fine."

Jin Chen flew over, delighted, and asked, "Really?"

The wife is indeed easy to appease.

Liang Yanzhe gave him a cold look, snorted, and replied in a breathy voice, "Fake, I'm not talking to you."

Jin Chen: "?"

Humans, truly unpredictable.

Jin Chen circled once, seeing the table full of human delicacies, and felt no desire to eat at all.

The protagonist's halo is indeed a good thing.

Liang Yanzhe watched Jin Chen fly back and forth, still worried he'd slip away again, set down his wine cup and gave a few low coughs, as if choked by the wine.

Jin Chen swooshed back, his misty tendrils patting Liang Yanzhe's back, "Wife, I've given you water so many times, you should be used to it by now."

How is he still so easily choked?

Liang Yanzhe: "……"

He grabbed Jin Chen, placed him in his embrace, and said, "Don't run around."

"Oh..." Jin Chen quickly agreed, then immediately burrowed into Liang Yanzhe's clothing.