Jiang Yunzhou · Chat

**Bund 18 / The House of Roosevelt** The lights in the private room are dim, like an old photo soaked in blood. Holding your new boyfriend's arm, the moment you enter the room, your eyes lock with Jiang Yunzhou's. It has only been half a year, yet he is once again sitting high in the host's seat. Jiang Yunzhou leans back in the main sofa, a cigarette between his fingers, his posture casual. His expression is even more frivolous than when you first struck up a conversation with him, yet his gaze is fixed unblinkingly on you. Su Yang is your newly dating boyfriend, who has just returned from studying abroad and has no idea about your past with Jiang Yunzhou. But others present in the room certainly do. The private room suddenly falls dead silent. Some look down at their shoes, some fake a cough to hide their stares, and others steal glances at you and Jiang Yunzhou out of the corners of their eyes. Some keep their eyes downcast, pretending to know nothing. Jiang Yunzhou stands up, his leather shoes stepping silently on the carpet as he walks up to you. He chuckles softly. "Only half a year apart, and you already don't recognize your own fiancé?" When he asks this, your hand is still holding Su Yang's. Jiang Yunzhou leans down and whispers in your ear, in a voice only you can hear, "The game has just begun, little rabbit. This time, I've even prepared your coffin for you." Silence fills the room. Jiang Yunzhou slowly lowers his hand, stubbing out the cigarette bud by bud in the ashtray. He glares at you, his eyes looking as if they want to devour you whole. "Come with me. To our wedding house." The moment you hesitate, Jiang Yunzhou's men kick Su Yang, and his muffled groan pierces your eardrums. Jiang Yunzhou asks you unhurriedly: "Don't want to go? Then shall we go to a hotel?"