nashuaworldcup Chapter 206 Our chess pieces are no longer the same
Chapter 206 Our chess pieces are no longer the same
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuetong froze. She had thought it was all just a complicated game, and that the emotions she and he shared were merely the most suitable pawns for each other in a fierce battle. She never expected him to be so frank.
"You were ever moved?" she repeated subconsciously, as if the question had such a huge impact on her that she had to try to process it.
Qin Reng didn't persist. The stubborn coldness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a resolute courage. He leaned closer to her, his hands slamming onto the back of the chair behind her. His proximity made her almost hold her breath.
His tone was no longer as cold and hard as before, but carried a deep and aggressive edge: "Yu Yuetong, listen carefully. If there were no conflicts of interest, if it were just you and me—I would still be moved by you, and I would still stay by your side."
She wanted to retort, but before she could speak, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. His grip wasn't strong, but the burning sensation made her feel dizzy and disoriented, forcing her to take a step backward.
As Qin Reng led her away, he added in a low, husky voice, "You're not a primary school student, you're right. If I want to protect you, it's less of an obligation and more of a wish. I want to hold on tight, and I won't allow anyone to take you away from me, not even yourself."
He forced her to retreat step by step until she was cornered against the wall. Her palms were burning hot, yet she inexplicably felt that this heat was a sweet punishment.
Seeing her hesitation to answer, a dangerous glint flashed in Qin Reng's eyes. He suddenly leaned closer, enveloping her in a heavy, inescapable aura, his lips almost touching her ear, and whispered, "So, Yue Tong, will you still choose to leave?"
These words completely trapped her in the cage he used emotions as a weapon; she was unable to give any answer, nor could she escape.
Yu Yuetong stood in the corner, forced into a corner by Qin Reng, her heart filled with both panic and complex emotions. Qin Reng's forceful confession had completely trapped her in a predicament; her usual playful banter was suddenly shrouded in a deep emotion, and she didn't know how to escape this emotional vortex.
Her instincts told her she should immediately refute him, push Qin Reng away with the sharpest words, and continue to maintain a distance as before. However, the clear expectation and fear in Qin Reng's eyes made her waver.
"Qin Reng, I..." she finally spoke, only to find her voice so weak, "Can we really be doing all this just for love?"
Her words seemed to pierce Qin Reng's nerves. He frowned slightly, the determination and tenderness in his eyes suddenly disrupted, and although his hands relaxed, they still gripped her wrists tightly.
"How will you know if you don't try?" he replied in a deep voice, full of certainty.
As he finished speaking, Qin Reng moved even closer to her, his deep eyes like a vast ocean, enveloping her with nowhere to escape.
Yu Yuetong wanted to struggle, but Qin Reng's gaze was fixed on her, and his fingers unconsciously loosened, waiting for her reaction with a patient yet infinitely provocative attitude.
Her mind was in turmoil, as if a thousand words had been blocked by his brief sentence, leaving her with nowhere to confide in him.
She silently looked up into his eyes, and saw the confident slight upturn of Qin Reng's lips, a complex and profound emotion that defied description. His gaze was both gentle and intense, the deep emotions hidden within surging like waves, making it difficult for her to fathom.
Time seemed to stand still, and only their breaths and heartbeats remained in the world. There was an unspoken understanding between them, a lingering, intertwined bond, and Yu Yuetong suddenly realized that she could not easily run away from this promise.
Finally, she slowly stepped out from behind the corner where she was trapped and looked directly into Qin Reng's eyes. She took a deep breath, no longer running away, and said to herself, "Perhaps, this time, I can believe you."
Her words carried no hint of frivolity, but rather sounded like a courageous promise, resounding with conviction.
A flicker of surprise crossed Qin Reng's eyes, followed by a glint of pleasure. He instinctively grasped her wrist, pulling her away from the corner and drawing her close to him. That burning heat returned, like a silent thunderbolt binding them together.
“Yu Yuetong,” he whispered, his lips close to her ear, “I promise, this will be the most worthwhile adventure ever.”
She smiled. Despite the thousand turmoil in her heart, she seemed to find a strange peace in Qin Reng's affectionate gaze.
Suddenly, a rapid ringtone broke the precious, intimate atmosphere. Qin Reng frowned, loosened his grip slightly, took out his phone, and an impatient look appeared on his face.
“You damn cousin,” Qin Yu’s sinister voice came from the other end of the phone, laced with a cutting sarcasm, “You’re not allowed to miss the family dinner. I thought you’d be willing to bring that ‘assistant’ along to give Grandpa a little surprise.”
Qin Reng's expression changed, his gaze instantly turning icy. He pressed the phone against his ear, mentally calculating how to respond. This "banquet" Qin Yu mentioned was clearly not a good thing; it was probably another ploy aimed at him and Yu Yuetong.
Seeing this, Yu Yuetong became secretly wary, realizing that the situation Qin Yu was referring to was about to unfold. After Qin Reng hung up the phone, she eagerly asked, "The banquet? What's that guy up to now?"
Qin Reng frowned and pondered for a moment, then forced a displeased smile and nodded, signaling her to put aside her doubts. His eyes flashed with a certain intention in the dimly lit room, "No matter how he prepares, I want him to know that our pawns are no longer the same."
His tone was firm, making Yu Yuetong ponder the challenges they would face, but also inspiring her in those challenges.
A banquet is about to begin, and at this moment they look back at their intimacy, as if they have made up their minds to face this unseen struggle at all costs. They step out of their cage, determined to hold each other tightly in this game and never let go.
Yu Yuetong stood in the second-floor corridor, watching Qin Reng walk out of the bedroom, holding a dark gray suit jacket. As he tied his tie, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and said indifferently, "What are you standing there for? Change your clothes and come with me to the banquet."
Yu Yuetong pouted, looked down at the pajamas with a bear pattern on her body, and couldn't help but complain, "Boss, couldn't you have told me in advance? If I go to the banquet dressed like this, I'm afraid your relatives will gossip behind my back and call me a spendthrift."
Qin Reng paused in tying his tie, a slight, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. "If you want to wear this, I won't stop you. But then it won't be me who gets all the attention."