After being Targeted by a Madman [PART 1]

Ancient 7: Lin Xurui's Bitterness

Ancient 7: Lin Xurui's Bitterness

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Lin Xurui had just stepped out of the palace, and seemed to look at one of the trees unintentionally, and then he took another step.

As soon as Lin Xurui got off the sedan chair, he saw the servants in the He Mansion looking fearful and uneasy.

"What's going on?" Lin Xurui asked coldly.

The servants looked at each other, and one of them said, "General Lin, not long after you left, your wife...wanted to hang herself."

Lin Xurui's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately hurried towards the dormitory before he finished listening.

Yang Yanjun sat on the bed with his eyes lowered, his black hair scattered on his shoulders, and there were obvious marks of being strangled on his neck.

"Madam, please eat something. You haven't eaten anything this morning. It's not good for your health." The housekeeper said worriedly, holding a bowl of reheated porridge in his hand.

No matter how the butler persuaded him, Yang Yanjun remained unresponsive.

The housekeeper sighed and had to put the porridge on the table. When he was about to leave, he bumped into Lin Xurui who came over.

"Lin...General Lin?" The butler subconsciously glanced at Yang Yanjun and said.

Lin Xurui heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Yang Yanjun was fine. Then he glanced at the hot porridge on the table and asked, "Madam, didn't you have breakfast?"

"Yes." The butler said truthfully.

"You step back first, I'll take care of the madam." Lin Xurui said coldly.

"Ah, this..." The butler hesitated to speak, obviously worried about what Lin Xurui would do to Yang Yanjun.

"Go down." Lin Xurui repeated again, his voice a little colder.

The butler looked at Yang Yanjun again before leaving silently.

After the butler left, everything became quiet for a while.

Lin Xurui moved his body, went over to pick up the bowl, then walked to the bed and sat down. He picked up the spoon and stirred it slowly, then he took it out and put it to Yang Yanjun's mouth and said, "Open your mouth."

Yang Yanjun was confused. He didn't understand why Lin Xurui was still so calm even though he committed suicide.

Looking at the spoon right in front of him, Yang Yanjun turned his face away, with a completely rejecting attitude.

Lin Xurui looked at Yang Yanjun coldly and sneered, "What? You just tried to commit suicide, and now you're going on a hunger strike?"

Yang Yanjun didn't reply, and Lin Xurui put the spoon to Yang Yanjun's mouth again.

This time, Yang Yanjun raised his hand and slapped Lin Xurui's hand away. The spoon immediately fell to the ground, and the porridge scattered on the ground.

Lin Xurui simply put down the bowl, and pinched Yang Yanjun's chin, forcing him to look at him, the anger in his eyes spreading throughout his body: "Is it really so unfair to be with me?! I love you so much, can't you feel it at all?!"

Yang Yanjun looked at him in silence.

At that moment, Lin Xurui saw the sarcasm in Yang Yanjun's eyes, and the bitterness and sadness in his heart made him uncomfortable.

"Xiaoyan, forget about He Yan. Now I am the only one who can accompany you for the rest of your life." Lin Xurui said sullenly while hugging Yang Yanjun.

Obviously, his love was no less than He Yu's. Just because they met first, could he never get involved? He was unwilling to accept it. Why did he meet her after they had already achieved their goal? He felt that this was unfair!

Now that He Yu is dead, he still stands between the two of them in another way. Invisible jealousy spreads and grows in his heart, and he wishes he could remove He Yu from Yang Yanjun's heart.

Yang Yanjun felt the sadness of Lin Xurui who couldn't get what he wanted, and his heart softened for a moment. He said, "Lin Xurui, this is not how you love someone. You will only push them further away."

"Then what do you say I should do?" Lin Xurui said in a muffled voice, still burying his head in Yang Yanjun's neck.

"Freedom is ..." Before Yang Yanjun finished speaking, Lin Xurui suddenly stood up and pinched Yang Yanjun's chin, with madness in his eyes: "You want me to let you go? This is impossible!"

"Lin Xurui!" Yang Yanjun said in a lost voice.

"Xiaoyan, you have to be entangled with me for the rest of your life. It doesn't matter if it's wrong, as long as you are by my side." Lin Xurui has been waiting for too long, and he is not willing to wait any longer. For him, this is the only way he can get Yang Yanjun.