——Lin Shu, I will take you home.

Why did Qin Yuchi say this?

Maybe Qin Yuchi said it, but it must have been in Lin Shu's dream.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Shu frowned and asked, "What are you so happy about?"

Unable to restrain the pain in his heart, Lin Shu didn't choose what to say, and finally said the first sentence of the night to Qin Yuchi.

Qin Yuchi exerted a little force and pulled Lin Shu closer to him, "I promised that Bian will always send you home safely."

Qin Yuchi was nearly 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than Lin Shu, and there was an irresistible sense of oppression when looking down at him.

Lin Shu didn't dare to look Qin Yuchi directly in the eyes, and turned his head to avoid his sight.

"Let go, I don't want to repeat it a third time." Lin Shu lowered his voice.

Lin Shu was very thin and weighed much less than Qin Yuchi.

Especially the thin wrist in his palm, Qin Yuchi was afraid that if he exerted too much force, he would accidentally break that wrist.

In Qin Yuchi's eyes, Lin Shu didn't have any threatening power, and acted like a hedgehog pretending to be fierce all night.

Lin Shu's acting skills were terrible, and Qin Yuchi could tell that he was pretending to be cruel.

And why Lin Shu pretended to be ruthless, he didn't know.

Qin Yuchi got closer, "Why don't you dare to look at me, are you afraid of me?"

Would Lin Shu be afraid of Qin Yuchi?impossible!

Chen Qi couldn't understand what the two of them meant, and was even more puzzled why Lin Shu didn't get angry and shook Qin Yuchi's hand away.

Lin Shu remained silent and did not answer, while Qin Yuchi patiently waited for him to speak.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two, keeping others out.

Could it be...

Lin Shu prefers men like Qin Yuchi?

Chen Qi glanced at Xiao Bai, who was thinner than Lin Shu, and thought to himself that he was stupid and mistaken Lin Shu's preferences.

It turned out that Lin Shu had taken a fancy to Qin Yuchi.

He offered the wrong treasure, no wonder Lin Shu was unwilling to help him!

Chen Qi has been immersed in the workplace for more than 20 years, and he has a lot of eyes.

He thought he had seen through the situation and was determined to make a good impression on Qin Yuchi, so he boldly interjected, "Boss Lin, let Mr. Qin take you home, it's not safe for you to live in Sacred Heart."

In the Sacred Heart Club, only the waiters are unsafe, and the guests are always safe.

To say that Lin Shu is not safe is pure nonsense by Chen Qi.

Since Qin Yuchi's arrival, nothing went well tonight.

Lin Shu squinted his eyes and cast his anxiety on Chen Qi, "Where do I live, what does that have to do with you?"

"It's not safe to live here," Qin Yuchi said warmly, "Be more obedient and let me take you home."

—Be more obedient.

Hearing this sentence again, Lin Shu lost his mind.

His love at first sight for Qin Yuchi was actually very clichéd.

At that time, he held quarterly meetings for two consecutive days and was exhausted physically and mentally.

As soon as the meeting ended, he rushed to Bian Xinglan's reception in a hungry stomach.

Most of the people who attended the reception were respected elders in the upper class circle, and there were few young people. There was only one artist from Nan Ying, and it was Qin Yuchi.

During the reception, Lin Shu was busy talking with the elders, pouring wine one after another.

He is a leader among the younger generation, and everyone would come to greet him and ask him to take care of his children more.

After drinking for three rounds, Lin Shu couldn't hold it anymore, so he found an excuse to go to the bathroom to sober up.

Alcohol blurred his vision.

His foot tripped over the threshold, and he fell hard to the ground.

The fall made his eyes stare, and the pain in his abdomen caused him to vomit, and he couldn't stand up no matter what.

In a daze, a pair of powerful arms lifted him from the ground.

The scent of eustoma covered the smell of alcohol on his body, and his consciousness seemed to be immersed in a warm ocean.

Lin Shu was not used to this warm breath, and subconsciously wanted to move.

The arms holding him tightened suddenly, and a deep and magnetic voice sounded, "Don't move, be more obedient."

That was the only time Qin Yuchi was gentle to him, when he was a stranger.

In the end, his crimes were serious, and Qin Yuchi hated him to the core, so how could he say "Be more obedient" to him again?

The dull pain in the wrist became more pronounced.

Lin Shu broke away from his memory, and focused his attention on Qin Yuchi's windbreaker embroidery.

Wolf pattern...

That's right, Qin Yuchi is indeed a wolf, or the kind of wolf king who will make big things happen.

A few years ago, the Qin family fell apart, so Qin Yuchi frequently took on the role, worked continuously, and tried his best to support the whole family.

After being coerced by him, Qin Yuchi pretended to be obedient, but actually hibernated and gave him a fatal blow at the end.

Thinking of the electric shock before his death, Lin Shu's head throbbed in pain.

Fatigue spreads from the brain to the whole body.

never mind.

No matter what purpose Qin Yuchi had, or why he had to send him home, he didn't care at all.

He can't be provoked, can't he hide?

From tomorrow onwards, he will find a few bodyguards to guard Tao Xiaotian, and will never attend Bian Xinglan's party again, and he will never meet Qin Yuchi again.

"Do you know the address of my home?" Lin Shu met Qin Yuchi's gaze.

Lin Shu finally let go.

Qin Yuchi let go of his wrist, "Boss Bian has already told me the address."

Lin Shu turned around and walked out the door on his own. Qin Yuchi followed closely behind him, keeping a distance of half a meter.

"Boss Lin, see you next time!" Chen Qi couldn't hide his joy as he quickly sent away the big Buddha Lin Shu.

Lin Shu ignored him, tucked his hands into his wide sleeves, walked unhurriedly, and did not say goodbye to anyone.

There is no underground parking lot in the Sacred Heart Club, and guests' cars are all parked in the open space.

It was well past midnight.

The temperature dropped rapidly at night. When Lin Shu came, the temperature was still above zero, but now it has dropped below zero.

Lin Shu felt cold, folded his arms unconsciously, and exhaled a mouthful of white mist from between his lips.

The white mist floated in front of Qin Yuchi's eyes.

Qin Yuchi turned his head and looked down at him, frowned slightly, raised his hand, and touched the back of Lin Shu's neck with his fingertips, "Are you cold?"

The warmth of the palm touched the cold skin.

Lin Shu's entire back of the neck was numb, and even his heart was pounding, as if he had been given a stimulant.

"Don't touch me!" Lin Shu dodged to the side, his eyes guarded and his breathing unsteady.

Unexpectedly, his reaction would be so strong, Qin Yuchi's hands were hanging in the air, and his steps were also stunned.

"Sorry." Qin Yuchi put his hand back into the pocket of his windbreaker after half a loss, and continued to lead Lin Shu to the parking lot.

After a few steps, Qin Yuchi stopped in front of a Bugatti.

Lin Shu remembered that Qin Yuchi's most frequently used car for travel was a four-seater cheap business car, the price of which was less than one-tenth of his Cullinan.

Lin Shu originally planned to sit in the back seat and distance himself from Qin Yuchi.

How could Qin Yuchi drive a sports car?!

Lin Shu hesitated and refused to get in the car.

Qin Yuchi stood behind him and waited for a few seconds. When he didn't open the door, he stretched out his arm, brushed his fingertips across his waist, and pushed open the passenger's door.

"It's cold outside, get in the car."

Qin Yuchi's breath hit behind his ears, and the hot and humid water vapor formed a white mist, passed through Lin Shu's hair, and floated in front of his eyes, making it hard to ignore.

Lin Shu took a deep breath silently, bent down and got into the car.

The sound of the accelerator pedal of the sports car is loud, especially in the silent night.

As the speed increased, the air conditioner in the car started to work, finally dispelling some of the coldness from Lin Shu's body.

Lin Shu's home is far away from the Sacred Heart Church, and he has to take the highway.

As soon as he got on the high speed, the accelerator pedal was pressed even lower, and the speed increased sharply. The strong recoil dragged Lin Shu back.

The howling wind whined.

The sports car shuttled through the night like a glowing sword, quickly passing cars on the right lane.

Bugatti has a high limit speed, and it will not flutter no matter how fast it drives on the road.

But the sound of the accelerator pedal was too loud, and Lin Shu still felt it was noisy even if the car had installed sound-proof glass.

The dashboard was almost halfway through, and Lin Shu couldn't help reminding, "You're going too fast."

Hearing this, Qin Yuchi let go of the accelerator a little, and glanced at Lin Shu while looking in the rearview mirror.

Lin Shu's complexion was not very good, even worse than when he was in the club.

The speed slowly decreased, and the sports car moved from the leftmost lane to the rightmost lane.

"The speed is fast, are you scared?" Qin Yuchi raised his voice at the end, surprised by his reminder of speeding.

Lin Shu was not afraid.

Rather, he didn't want to live with Qin Yuchi in a small and confined space.

But Lin Shu didn't bother to explain and didn't answer directly, Qin Yuchi thought he was acquiescing to this statement.

"Sorry, I thought you liked galloping and roaring." Qin Yuchi apologized again.

In his previous life, he really liked galloping and roaring.

His favorite entertainment in his spare time is to run mountains in a modified sports car.

The pressure at work can be effectively released quickly.

When the sports car goes up and speeds through the mountains, Lin Shu will have the illusion of gliding at low altitude.

This illusion is amazing, he will feel that he is a free tit, not restrained.

So in the end, he also liked to take Qin Yuchi to run in the mountains.

The heartbeat mixed with the illusion of flying low, and the adrenaline and dopamine rushed up.

Mountain running is no longer just about releasing stress, but a spiritual carnival that makes his scalp tingle and his brain climax.

The silent heartbeat was almost brought back by memories.

"I don't like speed." Lin Shu lowered his eyes and clenched his seat belt with his fingers. "I really hate sports cars."

Qin Yuchi was silent for a moment, and apologized again, "I'm sorry."

During the subsequent journey, no one took the initiative to speak.

The speed of the car slowed down, but the roar of the accelerator was still loud.

Thanks to the sound of the gas pedal, Lin Shu almost closed his eyes when sleepiness struck, but was awakened by the noise again, and did not really fall asleep.

When the sports car drove to the door of Lin Shu's house, the time had passed Yin Shi.

Mentally exhausted.

Lin Shu unbuckled his seat belt, deliberately didn't thank him, opened the car door and walked out, and didn't close the car door smoothly, which was uneducated at all.

"See you next time, Lin Shu."

When Lin Shu entered the password, Qin Yuchi's deep voice sounded behind him.

His fingertips hovered in the air, trembling slightly.

There will be no next time.

Lin Shu pursed his lips and smiled wryly, entered the password faster, and entered the house without looking back.

Bian Xinglan must have called the housekeeper to clean the house.

When Lin Shu left, there were wine bottles all over the ground.

When he came back, the house was spotless and all the garbage had been recycled.

The engine sound did not sound, and Qin Yuchi's car was still parked outside the garden.

Lin Shu touched a cigarette here and there, went to the window and lit it.

He didn't smoke this time, he just held the cigarette between his fingertips, let it burn, and sniffed the smell of burnt smoke in the air.

The line of sight passes through the translucent window screen, and is fixed on the blurred silhouette of the sports car outside the house.

So what if Qin Yuchi knew Nan Xi's current address?

He has a lot of houses, and there are five sets of real estate in city B.

The cigarette burns to the end.

Lin Shu threw away the cigarette butt and made a call with his mobile phone.

The bell rang three times and the call was answered on time.

A capable "Hello" sounded, which was Gao Jingge's unique demeanor.

"Clean up that villa in Huguang, I will move in tomorrow," Lin Shu instructed, "Also, don't tell anyone my address."

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