pjbooks Chapter 109 The Twisted Song Yunyan
Chapter 109 The Twisted Song Yunyan
Su Qingyao took half a step back, increasing the distance between the two.
She frowned, her tone polite but distant.
"Sorry, Brother Yunyan, I'm not used to changing plans at the last minute, and my boyfriend is waiting for me."
The word "boyfriend" pierced Song Yunyan's ears, instantly igniting all the humiliation and anger he had suppressed over the past few days.
Wenyu!
It's Wenyu again!
The haunting Wenyu!
In just a few days, several major orders that were about to be finalized inexplicably fell through at the last minute.
The company's core technical team, which it had painstakingly cultivated, was precisely poached by an unknown headhunter, with several key members leaving in just a few days, severely hindering the project's progress.
Apart from the Chengdong project, which is stable, all other projects are in a mess.
He meticulously investigated, and all the clues clearly pointed to the same name.
Wenyu.
In addition, during his hospitalization, Wen Yu's visits, which seemed caring but actually caused him great suffering, were also a source of pain.
With new and old grudges piling up, Song Yunyan's hatred for Wen Yu had reached its peak.
It was a mixture of jealousy, resentment, a sense of powerlessness from being crushed, and a furious outburst after being deliberately humiliated.
Consequently, he no longer had any goodwill towards Su Qingyao, whom he had once admired and been curious about.
All that remains is a twisted desire for revenge and plunder.
He knew, of course, that provoking the young master of Jingbei would not end well, but he just couldn't suppress this burning anger.
Since the Chengdong project is progressing smoothly, it means that Wenyu is not that important to Wen Tianyao.
He bribed Sun Yat-sen to fill the entire building with his people.
This meticulously planned encounter had only one purpose: to win over Su Qingyao.
Since Wen Yu values her more than his own eyes, and is even willing to use various means to suppress the Song family to protect her...
He was determined to tear this treasure apart with his own hands.
He even mentally rehearsed how to get the surveillance cameras to record the scene and then send it to Wen Yu.
To make Wen Yu watch his woman beneath him, experiencing pleasure, struggle, and even collapse...
Just imagining that scene sent a shiver of pleasure up my spine, almost overwhelming the burning hatred within me.
For a fleeting moment, Song Yunyan's smile twisted, but he quickly suppressed it, his eyes etched with a mask of feigned concern and sinister intent.
"Qingyao," he spoke again, his voice steady, yet carrying an unsettling stickiness.
"It's just a meal, it won't take up too much of your time. Surely Young Master Wen wouldn't be so stingy as to not even give you this much time?"
He deliberately slowed his speech, his gaze fixed on her.
"Or is he... particularly controlling? A boyfriend who is too controlling is not a good thing."
The provocative intent in his words was obvious.
Su Qingyao noticed the unusual tone in his voice, as well as the barely concealed hostility when he mentioned Wen Yu.
Her heart sank, and her sense of vigilance rose sharply.
"Our affairs are none of the business of outsiders."
Su Qingyao's tone grew even colder. Not wanting to get entangled with him any longer, she turned to leave.
"I'm in a hurry, please excuse me."
Song Yunyan shifted his foot and blocked her path once again.
The fake smile on his face vanished completely, and his gaze became naked and unrestrained, as if he were appraising a prize about to be obtained.
"Qingyao, don't rush off."
He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a chilling ambiguity.
"I don't want to go out to eat... We can chat here. After all, we have some past ties, and it's not something that can be completely severed just like that, don't you think?"
Su Qingyao crossed her arms and took a half step back. "Mr. Song, please have some self-respect."
She even skipped the last bit of polite address; at this moment, all that remained in her eyes as she looked at Song Yunyan was wariness and hostility.
Song Yunyan suddenly adopted a hurt expression, and his tone softened.
"Qingyao, you really hurt me... I helped you so much when you were going through your toughest time, and now I just want to catch up with you, and you don't even care about that little bit of kindness?"
Su Qingyao's face darkened, and the ripples of past memories in her heart were quickly replaced by disgust.
The man before her resembled a beautiful memory decayed, carrying a sticky feeling that made her uncomfortable.
Perhaps the warmth of the past was just a beautified memory for her, and the current Song Yunyan is his true self.
She didn't want to have any further entanglement with him.
Su Qingyao subtly moved her right hand to her side and quickly pressed the shortcut key on the side of her phone.
That was the emergency dial number that Wen Yu had specially set up for her.
The call was answered instantly, and Wen Yu's gentle voice came through.
"Baby."
Before Su Qingyao could respond, she spoke coldly to Song Yunyan.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, we don't have much of a past relationship to reminisce about. If you need me to repay some of the help you've given me in the past, my boyfriend and I will formally visit you at another time to express our gratitude, but not now."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly turned around and ran towards the other end of the corridor.
The fake smile on Song Yunyan's face faded, replaced by a cold, mocking laugh.
"Qingyao, I gave you a decent chance... but you insisted on choosing the path that was so difficult."
His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and with long strides, he caught up with Su Qingyao in a few steps, grabbed her, and dragged her into the laboratory.
He closed the door, tied her hands behind her back, and forcefully pinned Su Qingyao against the wall.
"Song Yunyan, you're insane! Let me go!"
Su Qingyao was terrified, but her will to survive and reason forced her to calm down quickly.
Taking advantage of her subdued position, she shouted crucial information into her phone, "Physics Lab Building! Advanced Lab Area A!"
Song Yunyan's sticky breath brushed against her ear as he easily snatched the phone from her hand.
I saw the screen showing a call in progress, with the contact name "YuYu Baby".
Instead of panicking, he chuckled softly, his laughter filled with a twisted sense of pleasure.
"Inform Young Master Wen? That suits me perfectly. I was worried he wouldn't know."
He deliberately turned on the speakerphone, allowing their conversation and ambient sounds to be transmitted.
"Young Master Wen, listen to your darling for pleasure beneath me."
After saying that, he casually tossed his phone onto the lab table beside him, making a crisp clinking sound.
With his other hand, he pulled a small syringe that had been prepared beforehand from his suit pocket; the needle gleamed coldly under the fluorescent light.
"I know that Young Master Wen has many tricks up his sleeve and can act quickly."
Song Yunyan spoke slowly and deliberately, but with malice, as he pointed towards his phone.
"But even at the fastest speed, it would still take more than ten minutes, right? Even if it's only a few minutes, a lot can happen in that time."
He turned to Su Qingyao, who was struggling but firmly held captive by him, and his tone suddenly became gentle yet dangerous.
"Don't be afraid, Qingyao. Soon, you won't want to run away anymore... You'll beg me."
The needle pierced her skin, and the cool liquid was quickly pushed into her veins.
Su Qingyao felt an unusual burning sensation accompanied by a feeling of weakness, which suddenly exploded from the injection site and quickly swept over her entire body.