143: Chapter 143 The Underworld Boss's Benefactor 9
Lu Zhan's angry rebuke made Leng Yan restrain himself slightly; after all, he knew the principle of knowing when to stop while ahead.
Leng Yan walked into the room with steady strides, then placed the tray in his hand onto the table, proceeding to take out the dishes one by one and arrange them properly.
He did not disturb Lu Zhan, but instead pulled over a chair and sat quietly to the side, though his gaze would still drift toward Lu Zhan's figure from time to time.
A moment later, Lu Zhan finished tidying himself up and walked over slowly, his face still wearing that "I'm not happy, don't bother me" expression.
Leng Yan naturally dared not provoke him further; with a slight upturn of his lips, he hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and handed them over.
"Young Master, try this, it's something I've newly developed."
Lu Zhan had absolutely no intention of conversing with the other party; he sat down by the table in silence, then reached out to take the chopsticks and began to eat unhurriedly.
A hint of disappointment appeared in Leng Yan's eyes, and the smile on his face faded slightly, yet the obsession in his heart grew even stronger; the more indifferent the Young Master was, the more he wanted the Young Master to be tainted by his scent.
Stealing glances at Lu Zhan from time to time, the obsession in Leng Yan's eyes remained undiminished, while Lu Zhan's expression remained unchanged, pretending not to notice.
Time slipped away bit by bit, and Lu Zhan's empty stomach was gradually filled.
This delicious meal caused the anger between Lu Zhan's brows to dissipate for the most part, and a trace of pleasant radiance unconsciously appeared in his eyes!
Leng Yan watched Lu Zhan, whose expression had softened, and was the first to speak, breaking the silence.
"Young Master, this is not a place to stay for long; we must set off to return to City B.
With the apocalypse causing chaos everywhere, our group is not exactly small, so for the next few days, we cannot stop to rest. I hope Young Master can bear with it."
Lu Zhan was naturally clear about the dangers of the apocalypse.
He also understood that if it weren't for Leng Yan coming to rescue them this time, he feared that their group would not have escaped so easily, and if the situation had been any worse, they might have already been trapped to death in that basement.
Lu Zhan did not know exactly what kind of Superpower Leng Yan had undergone Awakening for, but he imagined it must be extremely powerful; otherwise, how could they have traveled this whole way so safely, without even encountering a single zombie?
The other party was powerful and more experienced than him—this was an indisputable fact—so Lu Zhan had no objections to Leng Yan's words.
"Mm, you may decide the travel arrangements as you see fit."
Leng Yan was someone skilled at utilizing everything; he understood deeply that as long as he wasn't too excessive, given the current situation, the Young Master would absolutely not fall out with him.
Therefore, he very easily took Lu Zhan's right hand into his own, and even pushed his luck, sliding his fingers between Lu Zhan's and interlocking them tightly.
He longed to hold the Young Master's hand and appear before everyone openly; he was already impatient to declare his sovereignty!
Lu Zhan exerted force, attempting to break free, but it was completely useless. The more he struggled, the tighter the other party gripped, to the point where he even felt a wave of pain.
A flush of red involuntarily stained his face; he didn't know if it was from anger or shame.
Lu Zhan glared fiercely at the other party.
However, the look of certainty on Leng Yan's face and the unmoved expression in his eyes made Lu Zhan's anger instantly uncontrollable.
He raised his hand and slapped the other party directly across the face, then raised his voice slightly to rebuke him.
"Leng Yan, you are being far too presumptuous! Who gave you the audacity to offend me like this? I'm warning you, let go of me immediately and stay away from me, you pervert who likes men, you lunatic!"
The pain radiating from his face, combined with the humiliating scolding landing in his ears, made Leng Yan's expression turn cold, visible to the naked eye.
His eyes were also filled with a gloomy, dark color, like a bottomless abyss!
At this moment, Leng Yan felt as if he had returned to that night where he was humiliated, trampled upon, and ruthlessly driven away.
His entire body, from inside out, was permeated with a bone-piercing, heart-wrenching pain; it was so painful he could hardly endure it, so painful he was on the verge of going mad!
"A pervert who likes men? A lunatic? Young Master, you use these words over and over again; you aren't tired of saying them, but I'm tired of hearing them. Can't you come up with some more novel vocabulary?"
"Furthermore, it's not your first day knowing I am this kind of person. Now, it's just holding hands, yet you lose your composure like this—it really is disappointing!"
While speaking, Leng Yan had already pulled Lu Zhan into his arms with a forceful and unrefusable posture.
Then, with one hand restraining his waist and the other gripping Lu Zhan's struggling hands, he disregarded the other party's verbal abuse and slowly leaned in close to his ear, whispering softly like a lover.
"There is some news I originally didn't want to tell you, Young Master, but now I suddenly want to say it. Young Master, did you know? Your Lu family is already gone. So no matter how much you despise and loathe me, from now on, you can only stay with a pervert like me!"
Upon hearing these words, Lu Zhan instantly stopped struggling. Although he had long had suspicions in his heart, when the truth was laid out before his eyes, he still found it difficult to accept.
His body trembled slightly, his face full of disbelief, and he suddenly raised his voice, refuting with a stern and severe tone.
"The massive Lu family, how could it just disappear? This is simply impossible. Leng Yan, you are just spouting nonsense to make me submit to you. Do you think you can trick me like this? I tell you, you are dreaming; I will never fall for your tricks."
After sensing that Lu Zhan was no longer struggling, Leng Yan loosened his grip slightly and turned to face him.
His face was tense, and his eyes held a shocking possessiveness; even the way he stared at Lu Zhan seemed as if he were meticulously tracing the other party's features.
"Young Master, if the Lu family hadn't run into trouble, given how much Elder Lu dotes on you, how could he possibly leave you trapped in City A? Such a simple logic—you are so smart, I don't believe you can't see through it. Or is it that, all along, you have been deceiving yourself?"
These words were spoken unhurriedly, yet they carried a trace of unquestionable firmness.
Lu Zhan's face instantly turned pale, and his lips trembled for a good while, but no sound came out. The entire room was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
He understood everything Leng Yan had just said.
He had long fallen from a high position and had not undergone Awakening for a Superpower. The dignified Young Master of the Lu family had, overnight, become an ordinary person whom everyone could bully.
All of this was something Lu Zhan dared not face.
Therefore, even knowing the hope was slim, he was still fantasizing about a one-in-a-million chance? Now, this was merely a beautiful, resplendent bubble being pricked ahead of time!