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Gu Ci was surprised but did not refuse him. In matters of love and desire, men seemed to have a natural instinct. Gu Ci was kissed until she went weak in the knees, her breath as sweet as orchids, intensifying Lu Zhiyuan’s animalistic desire.

For a moment, Gu Ci forgot that her hand was still broken and accidentally touched it, causing intense pain. This interrupted Lu Zhiyuan’s fiery passion. Gu Ci slumped to the ground, and they both awkwardly leaned against each other, breathing heavily, looking disheveled.

“Does it hurt?”

Lu Zhiyuan regained his composure as both desire and pain gradually subsided. When his gaze met Gu Ci’s eyes, a new wave of heat surged between them. In this enclosed space, with just the two of them, the potential for passion was high.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” Lu Zhiyuan’s voice sounded unusually eager. He forced himself to change the subject. “Have you had breakfast?”

“Not yet. Have you?”

“No.”

Both of them fell into silence, inexplicably nervous and shy, especially Gu Ci, who blushed and felt flustered. She had teased Lu Zhiyuan before about how he couldn’t control his emotions, but now, she couldn’t help blushing herself. She glanced at a certain part of Lu Zhiyuan’s body, then quickly averted her gaze and hurriedly said, “I’ll go make breakfast!”

Gu Ci went upstairs, took a brisk shower, changed into comfortable home attire, and headed downstairs. Surprisingly, Lu Zhiyuan had already gone to the downstairs study. Gu Ci suddenly remembered that her study computer contained information related to the underworld, and it startled her. When she rushed downstairs in a panic, she realized that before leaving, she had locked the computer with a password. Lu Zhiyuan seemed interested in the books on the bookshelf. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed Gu Ci’s slightly anxious expression. “What’s wrong? Is there something I’m not supposed to see?”

Gu Ci swiftly put on a composed smile and replied, “Feel free to look around. 1’11 prepare breakfast!”

Lu Zhiyuan came downstairs, intentionally avoiding Gu Ci. He felt like he was losing control and needed to calm down. However, when he looked at Gu Ci, he couldn’t help but feel the heat rising again. So, he sought refuge in the downstairs study.

Seeing the hidden room where Gu Ci intended to confine him, Lu Zhiyuan slowly regained control over his overpowering desires and rationality. He was losing control, especially when it came to Gu Ci.

But there was a problem: There was only one Gu Ci, and there were two personas he had to juggle – himself and Third Young Master. What should they do about this situation? If Third Young Master never wakes up, should he continue pretending to be him for the rest of his life?

No! Absolutely not!

Whether it was pride, emotions, or rationality, none of them allowed him to do that.

Lu Zhiyuan glanced at the hidden room, thinking about the fate of Jiang Junlin, who was locked up there. Gu Ci might not be as crazy as Ji Chi, so hopefully, she wouldn’t subject him to the same fate. Lu Zhiyuan shifted his gaze to the bookshelf, which mainly consisted of medical books, some related to investments and music, and a few on travel, art, and other topics. Gu Ci’s interests were quite diverse, and all these books had been read by the owner.

There was a special corner dedicated to psychology books, each one marked with annotations. Lu Zhiyuan furrowed his brows slightly, and Gu Ci’s voice came from upstairs, “Lu Zhiyuan, have you had breakfast?”

Breakfast was simple: banana toast, a fried egg, and a cup of hot milk. As Lu Zhiyuan headed upstairs, he wore the persona of Third Young Master and had a displeased expression. “Who was that person you played basketball with?”

“A classmate!” Gu Ci smiled. Qin Wan took the basketball and left when Gu Ci approached Lu Zhiyuan. She rented a place just outside the school, in the residential area opposite the Blue Fields Villa. It was a three-minute walk to the school, even closer than Gu Ci’s location.

“What kind of classmate? You have such a good relationship that you meet up to play basketball together early in the morning, and you even stood me up for it.” Lu Zhiyuan said sourly. “It seems this classmate of yours is quite special and more important than me!”

“We were catching up on our studies since final exams are approaching. We stayed up all night.” Gu Ci pointed to her dark circles. “See these dark circles under my eyes? I look ugly.”

Lu Zhiyuan had noticed her dark circles long before. It was clear that she had pulled several all-nighters.

“We studied until 6 am, and we were too tired to sleep. So we decided to go out and play basketball to get some exercise and then catch up on sleep later. I’ll come to see you tomorrow after a good rest.” Gu Ci’s explanation was flawless, without any loopholes, making it impossible even for Lu Zhiyuan to find fault.

Lu Zhiyuan snorted but kept recalling Gu Ci’s smile in his mind. He rarely saw her so carefree and radiant.

Even when she was with Third Young Master, perhaps due to the past, there was always a hint of melancholy in her eyes. But now, with people her age, she could briefly forget her pain.

“Lu Zhiyuan, do you have any news about my brother?” Gu Ci was worried that Lu Zhiyuan might bring up the matter of Qin Wan, so she changed the subject, subtly warning him or suggesting that he should release Third Young Master before the Chinese New Year.

Lu Zhiyuan replied with a blank expression, “No.”

“Is there any news about Ji Chi?”

“He’s looking for him, but there’s no news yet.” Lu Zhiyuan lied without batting an eye. He wasn’t the one who decided to imprison Jiang Junlin; it was Ji Chi’s own decision. However, the result was the same.

Ji Chi wouldn’t kill Jiang Junlin, and Lu Zhiyuan didn’t want to get involved in their affairs, especially after learning about Jiang Junlin’s true identity. Their enmity over the years was too complicated, and Lu Zhiyuan had no intention of meddling in Ji Chi’s business.

Ji Chi’s methods of tormenting Jiang Junlin had nothing to do with him.

Gu Ci was filled with worry. “My brother hasn’t had any news for a while. I’m really concerned. After the final exams, I want to go to Paris.”

Lu Zhiyuan was silent.

“If he doesn’t come back for the New Year, even if there’s news, my grandparents and my uncle will definitely find out that something’s wrong. They’re getting old, and they can’t handle the shock!”

Lu Zhiyuan’s brow twitched. What did Gu Ci mean? Was she testing him, warning him, or subtly suggesting that he should release Jiang Junlin before the Chinese New Year?

Gu Ci frowned and asked Lu Zhiyuan, “Third Brother, is Third Master’s consciousness in your mind? Aren’t you supposed to be connected? I think if my brother is missing, Third Master must know the truth.”

“Ever since the accident, our connection has been severed, and he’s not in my mind. I don’t know anything about him. Don’t bring him up again; it makes me angry!” Lu Zhiyuan replied with a cold expression.

Gu Ci, with her outstanding acting skills, let tears fall from her eyes. She cried beautifully, and her tears sparkled like pearls. “1 dreamt that my brother was locked in a dark room, whipped and tortured, with blood flowing everywhere. He kept pleading for help!”

Lu Zhiyuan was taken aback. What kind of dream was that? They weren’t twins, and they didn’t have any sort of telepathic connection. How could she dream so accurately? Lu Zhiyuan didn’t believe it, but Gu Ci’s tears weighed heavily on his heart.

Was this what heartache felt like?

It turned out he wasn’t completely heartless. A woman’s tears seemed to affect him, too..