Chapter 643 - On Purpose (1/2)

At the very end—when he was tied into a dumpling, the ropes on his body was of just the right strength: not too tight, not too loose. He then closed his eyes to wait for the suffering feeling to invade his senses.

Not long after, he felt the familiar discomfort.

Even though it was not his first—every single time, he felt the death-like torment… Bai Luoyin. His eyes suddenly produced immense hatred. It was all her fault, all that woman's fault.

When he was overwhelmed by the hatred till the point he lost his senses, a pair of hands held his shoulders down.

When he was finally a bit saner, he looked up; and in his blurry gaze, he saw a man's silent face and his slightly worried expression.

”Chu Lui, you're actually an idiot.”

His consciousness started slipping away from him, but the pain was still reverberating through his bones, tormenting his body and his soul. It was as if there were a thousand holes in his body, and his soul was infected.

By things like anger, hatred, and indignance.

This carried on until he was breathing heavily, that the ropes on his body went loose.

”Congratulations, you've survived again.” Chu Lui untangled his rope and threw it aside before checking the time on his watch.

”This time, it lasted twenty-four minutes and fifteen seconds, which is two minutes less than the previous and five minutes less than the one before that. Looks like you'll be recovering real soon.”

Gao Yi sat up, and his clothes were all drenched. He was uncomfortable. He walked past Chu Lui and opened the door to the washroom.

Chu Lui took no notice and walked out. Actually, he himself did not know what he was doing.

He was obviously his love rival, obviously someone he could not wait for him to die; and yet he still helped him.

Was this not ridiculous?

Suddenly, his phone rang. He held it and saw it was Du Jingtang. He placed his phone by his ear and walked to the sofa to sit. Not only Gao Yi, but he was beat as well.

He flung his aching arm. Packing a delivery was already not easy, let alone packing a person—a man that would go crazy anytime.

”Brother, when are you coming back?”

There was a thermometer in Du Jingtang's mouth, and a fever patch on his forehead. One of his hands was on a drip, and there was a large ulcer on his mouth. All of this was caused by him being heaty.

”What happened?” Chu Lui leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes, breathing lightly.

”Brother, if you don't come back soon, I'm going to die.”

Du Jingtang threw the doc.u.ment he was holding onto the floor.

”I can't take this anymore. F.u.c.k. This CEO position is not for humans. Every day, there are bound to be matters cropping up here or there. I don't even have time to drink water. Tell me, how exactly did you do this?”

”Just like that.” Chu Lui had indeed forgotten how he was holding onto that position. He just got used to it, or perhaps he was born for that position, born to be a businessman.

The busier his work got and the more challenging it was, the more excited he became. Of course, someone with the IQ of Du Jingtang would never understand.

Du Jingtang touched his burning forehead.