290, Murder of a Wild Lover: Chapter 1 Blasphemy (3)
Career, family, and responsibilities have bound him for most of his life, leaving him breathless. He thought that the flower of his life had withered, and he didn't want Lin Jingdu to be like a fairy with magical powers, which stimulated his desire to live, like a dead tree in spring, and bloomed flowers again.
Therefore, a shuddering but inextricable thought flashed in his mind, he wanted to find the right time to take possession of Lin Jingdu's youth. Thinking of this, his cheeks instantly flushed with surprise, and his eyes flashed with a spark of pleasure.
When Wu Zao walked through the corridor, he heard Lin Jingdu talking to someone on the phone, and she said extremely gently: "Honey, I have a party tonight, and I will come back later!" Then he made a "click" sound, "Kiss me, dear." β
She hung up the phone, and when she looked back, Wu Zao was staring at her, she couldn't help but tremble, and she suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do.
Wu Zao broke the embarrassment and said, "ββCall your boyfriend?" β
"Yes...... Yes, I went in and worked. Lin Jingdu blushed and hurried into the office.
Wu Zao looked at her departing back, and a slight sense of loss arose.
Lin Jingdu's voice kissing each other on the phone echoed in Wu Zao's mind, and it sounded fascinating, but it was for another manβa man younger and more energetic than him. He couldn't help but hate the years, which had eaten up his years, and he was no longer qualified to fall in love with a young woman.
He was old, bald, lifeless, and no longer attractive. Lin Jingdu is only twenty-one years old, what an incommensurate age compared to his fifties. Thinking of this, a sharp pain, like a blunt knife cutting his lungs, made every minute of his nerves tremble!
Wu Zao entered the bathroom in a trance, faced the urinal, and took out the words, oh my God, it was a little hard, and he was no longer drooping...... He knew that he was thinking about Lin Jingdu, which stimulated his sensitive nerves.
He and his wife, who is two years younger than him, haven't slept in the same bed for a year, not because they don't have a good relationship as husband and wife, but because the years have swallowed up their passion, and they prefer to have their own private space.
The appearance of Lin Jingdu irresistibly attacked Wu Zao's stubborn emotional morality, and the renewed love in his heart really burned only for her, is this a crime? This question is so eerie.
Lin Jingdu - For Wu Zao, it is the light of his life, the fire of desire, and the tower of his soul, and at the same time, it can also be a sin and a trap.
He was afraid to think too much about the feelings that had fascinated him and scared him, and it was as unbearable as itching all over his body. He believed that the trivialities of life would distract him and calm him. Therefore, he hurried back to the office, carefully read the documents sent by the employee a few days ago, and signed them.
In the evening, Lin Jingdu went to the dinner as promised.
The private rooms are luxuriously decorated, with sumptuous dishes and expensive drinks on the table.
Mr. Chen, Wuzao's business partner, and his assistant were sipping wine and talking to him about the real estate business. Lin Jingdu never said a word. Their conversation left her confused.
When they talked about the excitement, Wu Zao would signal Lin Jingdu to toast Mr. Chen, and in order to show politeness and respect, she would drink it all, and then endure the pain and numbness brought by the alcohol, and immerse herself in her own thoughts.
Such a meal is never superfluous for her. But Wu Zao had to take her with him every time, and it could be seen from his unruly gaze that he wanted her to become a small molecule in his life, an irreplaceable element in his life, and to say that he wanted to manipulate her, according to him, he had - like a toy, he played with it at will. She understood his intentions, and as such, she would always extinguish his enthusiasm with a stupid gesture like water on fire.
For a moment, Lin Jingdu glanced at Wu Zao, and his old face was filled with a happy expression, which was annoying.
Wu Zao found out that she was looking at him, and couldn't help but feel shocked, thinking that she was paying attention to herself.
The flush on Lin Jingdu's face after drinking looked extra beautiful and moving, which provoked Wu Zao's obscene thoughts, he really wanted to know, what kind of expression would appear on her face when he hugged her into his arms?
Lin Jingdu's appearance was perfect, which made Wu Zao's mind full of her figure. Mr. Chen toasted him, and he came back to his senses and catered to the other party's hospitality.
Lin Jingdu is a woman that many men dream of marrying and are willing to take her as a part of their soul. She is a real woman.
Her voice has a unique frequency and wavelength, powerful and penetrating, which has attracted constant praise from Mr. Chen and his assistants. Lin Jingdu just smiled modestly, and she often responded to other people's compliments in this way.
At the end of the meal, Lin Jingdu seemed to be drunk but not drunk, and her head was a little dizzy. Even though she was dazed, she pretended to be fine. Her smile is always amiable and does not give any sense of distance.
Lin Jing staggered to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and when she opened the door and was about to get into the car, she was pulled by someone, and when she raised her eyes, it was Wu Zao. She hurriedly withdrew her hand and asked in horror, "What's the matter?" β
"Of course I sent you home, you're drunk." Wu Zao said lightly, his eyes lit up.
She nodded in a trance, her thick black hair draped over her shoulders, and the fragrance that emanated broke into Wu Zao's snort, making him want to stop.
When the wine came up, Lin Jingdu was dizzy for a while, leaned forward, and Wu Zao immediately supported her so as not to fall.
Wu Zao helped her into his car and asked her to sit down.
Lin Jingdu muttered, "I feel a little nauseous and want to vomit." β
Wu Zao had to help her get out of the car again, and went to the side of the road to spit out the wine that she had to pour before. After vomiting, she sat on the ground weakly, unable to stand up.
Wu Zao carried her to the car.
Lin Jingdu sat limp and closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep, and her face as white as jade seemed serene, happy and pure, like a lily or a rose. Wu Zao was stunned.
Wu Zao had racked his brains many times to create opportunities for him and Lin Jingdu to be alone, and then seduced her wantonly, but the possibility of this kind of getting started was relatively small. There are conditions for a woman to be seduced by a man, and the man must have enough to attract a woman, such as youth, money, and status. He had everything except that he was no longer young, and he wanted Lin Jingdu to share the money and status he had spent most of his life earning. However, she has no heart and lungs, her heart is not polluted by the world, she only hopes that her life is as clean and simple as a fairy tale, and that she can have a young prince charming who loves her.
The years are as disgusting as a witch, taking away Wu Zao's youthful appearance to win Lin Jingdu's favor, but he is unwilling, and strongly hopes to get something from this infinitely attractive prey in front of him, and he feels satisfied with even a hug. Reason was reminding him not to fall into that complex vortex. But he was laughing at himself in his heart, laughing at himself for being cowardly, if something didn't happen to Lin Jingdu today, who was like a fairy and couldn't be turbulent, he would miss the greatest romance in his life.