Extreme Love

Chapter 228: Have fun, friend?

As soon as Lin Ting sat down, Si Bochen walked straight over and sat down next to her.

He turned his head slightly, and looked at Lin Ting with a look that seemed to freeze people to death: "If you were not Lin Ting, I would really make you live a life worse than death."

Lin Ting's expression did not change, and he showed a faint smile.

From the perspective of bloodline, she is not really Lin Ting.

Si Bochen pursed his lips slightly, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "You are too cruel."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with pity: "I've never seen... a person so desperate."

Such a brilliant person, in the dark abyss, could not find any ray of hope.

Day after day of suffering, every minute and every second was torture for him, and his past pride was shattered into pieces.

"Friend?" Si Bochen snorted coldly: "How dare you say that."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and strode towards the opposite area.

Lin Ting's gaze gradually darkened as Si Bochen left.

Lin Ting's gaze slowly moved to the table. The wine looked exceptionally bright red under the light, emitting a fatal temptation.

For a moment, she really wanted to let the alcohol numb her nerves and get drunk.

I let out all the emotions that had been pent up in my heart for years under the influence of alcohol.

But no...

Once you get drunk, you may never wake up.

During countless long nights, even sleeping became a torture for her, and she kept her nerves tense at all times to control the depth of her sleep.

When will this kind of day end?

She was really tired, so tired...

Lin Ting left early before the party was over.

She returned to the hotel, closed her eyes slightly, stood with her back against the door for a while, then dragged her heavy steps towards the bathroom.

She stood under the shower, closed her eyes, and let the water droplets slide down her cheeks.

The warm water washed over her body wantonly, but her soul still could not feel the slightest warmth.

I have never seen a person so desperate.

Si Bochen's words echoed endlessly in her ears.

Lin Ting's body swayed, and he slowly slid down against the wall and sat on the ground, hugging his knees with his hands and burying his head in them: "What about me..."

Her life wasn't supposed to be like this.

Why should she endure this continuous pain?

If you look into the root cause, it turns out that it was her own biological mother who caused her endless sorrow in this life.

What is even more sad is that it was her adoptive mother who caused her biological mother to suffer a mental breakdown and sink into the quagmire of hatred.

Love and hate are mixed together, and it is difficult to distinguish between gratitude and resentment.

She couldn't even find an outlet to let her emotions flow freely and vent.

......

After a long time, she wrapped herself in a bath towel, wiped the water droplets from her hair, and just stepped out of the bathroom.

The whole person froze instantly.

I saw a tall man sitting on the sofa, leaning lazily on the back of the sofa, but the aura he exuded was chilling enough to make people feel scared.

Lu Tingxuan slightly raised the corners of his lips. There was no warmth in that smile, but it was full of mockery and sarcasm. He looked at Lin Ting with a half-smile.

After a long while, he slowly said, "Are you having fun, friend?"

His voice seemed to come from the depths of the gloomy and terrifying hell, and every word he said carried a terror that could penetrate the bone marrow.

Lin Ting reacted quickly. He raised his hand, pulled the coat off the hanger and put it on, then reached out to grab the door handle without hesitation.

The action was smooth and neat, without any extra thoughts on how he got in.

But no matter how hard she tried, the door remained stubbornly closed, as if someone had locked it again from the outside.

Lin Ting's face darkened instantly, and he glared at Lu Tingxuan: "Lu Tingxuan, what do you mean? Are you planning to imprison me here?"

Lu Tingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "That's not the case. I just want to have a good talk with you."

How could Lin Ting easily believe his words? She was too familiar with Lu Tingxuan's style of doing things.

The calmer this person appears on the surface, the more turbulent the situation is behind him.