"I'm just in a cooperative relationship with her," Lin Chuluo said.
Hearing this, Lu Yan got interested and casually asked, "No feelings, but still engaged? How's that possible?"
Lin Chuluo's eyes dimmed, and his voice sank. "Miaomiao, don't you trust me?"
Trust you?
Trust you my foot!
Previously, Lu Yan had thought that if Ning Anmiao were with Lin Chuluo, she might be happier than being with him. But now it seemed that he had thought too much. A sneaky man like Lin Chuluo, who said one thing and did another, could never give Miaomiao happiness.
"I did all this for you," Lin Chuluo hissed through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse. "Everything I've done is for you, Miaomiao."
Suddenly, he took a step forward, cornering the "Ning Anmiao" against the wall. His eyes grew dark and unfathomable. "Only I can give you the future you want."
"What can Lu Yan give you? A broken family, a loveless marriage, and a post - marital life that will deprive you of your freedom. Is this what you really want?"
His questioning sounded more like an ultimatum, forcing the "Ning Anmiao" to make a choice.
The "Ning Anmiao" frowned, sensing that Lin Chuluo's mood was off. He seemed crazy.
"Lin Chuluo, calm down."
"I'm very calm, Miaomiao," he said with a sinister smile. He pinned the "Ning Anmiao" against the wall, not allowing her to escape.
"You like fashion design. I can make the entire Yunyun Group support your dream. You want to reconcile with the Ning family. I'll win over the Jiang family so that you can go back smoothly. You want a happy family. I can give that to you."
"Miaomiao, be with me."
"Promise me, and I'll give you everything you want."
The "Ning Anmiao" frowned even more tightly. Looking at Lin Chuluo in front of her, she recalled the last time he confessed his love. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head, and she realized something.
Lin Chuluo's current state was completely different from his usual gentle self. It seemed that he had a controlling personality, a serious mental illness.
Lin Chuluo had schizophrenia!
"Get out of the way first."
"Miaomiao, promise me first," Lin Chuluo said with a gloomy look in his eyes. He grabbed the "Ning Anmiao"'s wrist tightly, using enough force to immobilize her.
"Marry Lu Yan, but be with me."
"If I'm with you, will you break off your engagement with Jiang Xixi?"
The "Ning Anmiao" raised her voice, trying to bring him back to reality. "Without the support of the Jiang family, how can you help me return to the Ning family?"
Hearing this, Lin Chuluo's eyes darkened even more, and he tightened his grip on her wrist.
"Do we have to get married to be together, Miaomiao?"
The pain on his wrist made Lu Yan grit his teeth. In Ning Anmiao's body, he found it impossible to break free. Hearing Lin Chuluo's words, his pupils shrank suddenly.
"What do you mean?"
Was Lin Chuluo planning to make Miaomiao his secret lover?
Preposterous!
If he weren't in Miaomiao's body, he would surely punch Lin Chuluo in the face and teach him a lesson for his audacity.
"Miaomiao, you can't have your cake and eat it too," Lin Chuluo sighed deeply but didn't let go of her. "This is the biggest sacrifice I can make."
"It's a sacrifice for both of us."
"As long as I marry Jiang Xixi, I can get the support of the Jiang family. Then I can improve my relationship with your father."
His eyes were blood - red with desire as he revealed his entire plan to the "Ning Anmiao" without reservation. "By then, I'll persuade him to take you back home."
"Then you'll be happy, Miaomiao."
"I'll be happy too, because your happiness is my happiness." His voice was low, and his eyes were fixed on the "Ning Anmiao"'s lips. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times.
He wanted to possess this beauty. The beauty he had coveted since their school days.
"Lin Chuluo!" Lu Yan's face changed abruptly. He roared, "You're crazy! This is sexual assault!"
While shouting for help, he struggled to break free from Lin Chuluo's clutches. Lin Chuluo was different from Zheng Xing. Zheng Xing was a good - for - nothing, all flab and no muscle. In Ning Anmiao's body, Lu Yan could easily hold his own against him. But Lin Chuluo was tall and had a regular fitness routine. With Ning Anmiao's slender arms and legs, his self - defense skills were useless.
"I know, Miaomiao," Lin Chuluo said calmly. His voice was as cold as if it came from hell. He grabbed the "Ning Anmiao"'s arm and dragged her deeper into the alley.
"You'll accept me." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with a hungry desire.
He wanted her, right now. Only by possessing her could his restless heart find peace.
Lu Yan tensed up. The pain in his arm was negligible. He knew exactly what might happen next. Trying to reason with a crazy man was a pipe dream.
The next second, he didn't hesitate to bite Lin Chuluo's arm with all his might. He could even feel his teeth breaking the skin, and the taste of blood seeped into his mouth.
"Ouch!" Lin Chuluo flinched in pain but didn't let go of the "Ning Anmiao." He just looked at her with a hurt expression in his eyes.
"Miaomiao, I'm bleeding."
"You're hurting me."
Suddenly, he let go and stared at her with a cold smile.
The "Ning Anmiao," now free, knew that staying any longer would be life - threatening. She immediately turned around and tried to run, but Lin Chuluo sneered. He grabbed her hair with his blood - stained hand and slammed her head against the wall!
Bang!
"You hurt me, so I'll make you feel the pain too."
"Since the day you married Lu Yan, you've been hurting me, Ning Anmiao."
"You deserve this."
Lu Yan didn't even have time to realize what was happening. All he knew was that his head was slammed hard against the wall. Then a warm liquid trickled down his cheek from his forehead.
His consciousness quickly faded.
In the last second before losing consciousness, he was thinking about something else.
Would Miaomiao blame him?
Blame him for not protecting her body well. She cherished her hair so much that she even styled every strand to be fluffy. She was probably going to be heart - broken this time.
I'm sorry, Miaomiao.
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Watching the "Ning Anmiao" with blood gushing from her head fall to the ground, Lin Chuluo suddenly came to his senses. He looked down at the bite mark on his hand and his mind cleared.
"Miaomiao!" His face changed abruptly. Just as he was about to step forward to check on her injuries, a cold voice came from the other end of the alley.
"Don't touch her."
Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Chuluo turned around sharply and saw "Lu Yan" standing behind him. His voice was cold. "Mr. Lin, what are you doing to my wife?"