Chapter 4 Exchange

Su Yanyue tried her best to control her expression; just thinking about what she had to say in a moment made her feel a wave of shyness...

Her gaze shifted, and the expression she was trying so hard to control suddenly fell apart.

She hadn't expected that there would be a corpse in the "blind spot" of her view!

It was Yang Shu!

Why was he lying in front of the corridor window?

She steadied herself and looked at Zhou Yan, feigning composure.

Zhou Yan was also panicking at this moment; he had just spent ages back in his room finding a knife suitable for dismembering a body, so how did he run straight into Su Yanyue the moment he opened the door?

Zhou Yan nonchalantly tossed the knife back through the gap in the door...

Su Yanyue was dressed very cleanly, in a gray short-sleeved shirt paired with clean jeans. Her two straight, shapely legs were exceptionally sexy, and her curvaceous figure radiated an astonishing allure at every moment.

Her face was clean, and her peach-blossom eyes stared at him without a hint of warmth.

Is this girl really that bold?

There was a gunshot in the corridor, yet she actually still had the guts to come out?

In the silence, Zhou Yan turned away, gritted his teeth, and kept manipulating Yang Shu into various "poses," attempting to forcibly push him out of the window...

Su Yanyue understood now; Zhou Yan was "disposing of a body"!

"Do you need help?"

Su Yanyue asked softly, pointing to Yang Shu's corpulent body...

"Is it convenient?" Zhou Yan asked softly.

Soon, Su Yanyue was responsible for using her hands to push Yang Shu's big belly back in, while Zhou Yan did the pushing.

With the two of them working together, they finally managed to throw Yang Shu out.

You have to say, having a helper really makes a difference!

Zhou Yan sized up the Su Yanyue before him. In this day and age, she was still wearing makeup?

But because she hadn't bathed in a long time, the smell on her was a bit pungent... he couldn't help but take a step back.

Su Yanyue: "..."

Are you serious about that step back?

Because she had been staying home for so long, she couldn't smell the odor on herself at all...

Zhou Yan suddenly had an idea and took that bottle of water out of his pocket.

"This guy is so heavy, you must be tired, right? Drink some water and rest..."

Then he stood there, looking at Su Yanyue with a look of expectation.

Su Yanyue: "..."

If you claimed this water was fine, she wouldn't believe it...

But after so many days, she was indeed a bit dehydrated...

At home, she wouldn't dare take a sip of water until she was parched to the point of smoking!

Moreover, Zhou Yan's gaze was too naked; it was as if he had the words "drink it quickly" written on his face.

"What? Is there a problem with this water?" Zhou Yan felt a bit panicked seeing Su Yanyue clutching the water bottle with a conflicted expression.

He had just taken a big gulp of it!

"N-no..."

Su Yanyue's fingers, clutching the purified water, were turning white.

"Could it be... that he likes this kind of scenario?"

Su Yanyue didn't hesitate. Since she was here to make a "transaction" anyway, she unscrewed the cap and downed it in one go!

Then she stared calmly into Zhou Yan's eyes.

"How does it taste?" Zhou Yan asked curiously.

Su Yanyue smacked her lips, tasted it carefully, and said, "It has no taste; it's just water... Did you forget to put medicine in it?"

"What medicine?" Zhou Yan looked at Su Yanyue in surprise.

"Ah? Ah! It's... *cough*... nothing, you heard wrong!" Su Yanyue's face flushed red.

Good grief, it seems she had misunderstood...

So he didn't like this kind of scenario after all...

Watching Su Yanyue drink that bottle of water in one go, Zhou Yan finally confirmed that his mental state was still sound.

Because hallucinations caused by typical mental issues lack long-term coherence and logic.

Zhou Yan's gaze remained on her face, which kept Su Yanyue tense, fearing she would reveal a flaw. She hurriedly controlled her expression and spoke slowly:

"My sister has had a high fever that won't go down for several days now..."

"Has she taken any medicine?"

While asking, Zhou Yan noticed that the girl's face and neck were not actually the same color...

Her face had obviously been wiped and then made up, which was why it was cleaner...

Looking closer, he noticed her deliberately tidied clothes and slightly trembling hands.

"N-no... there's no water at home, and no medicine... I... I wanted to..."

"What do you want?"

"My sister has been running a high fever for almost five days... without medicine or water, she might not make it! I want to trade with you for some medicine!" Thinking of her sister's condition, Su Yanyue suddenly got to the point, her tone carrying undisguised anxiety.

"What medicine do you need? I have both fever and cold medicine!" Zhou Yan sized up the girl before him, wondering why it had taken her so long to think of coming to him.

"I need both! And water! My sister is running a fever! She can't do without water!"

After speaking, she turned around and looked at her front door, which could no longer serve as a "barrier." Su Yanyue felt a wave of darkness wash over her.

From the inside, the edge of the door only had a triangular hole broken into it,

but from the outside, it didn't matter whether the door was closed or not; I'm afraid any man with a bit of strength could pull it right open!

Both the top and bottom had been pried, and the edges of the door panel were severely warped outward...

"Zhou... Zhou Yan!"

Zhou Yan, who was just about to turn back into his room to get the medicine, was called out.

"Hmm?"

Su Yanyue opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. Her cheeks were burning, and the shame surging deep within her heart almost drowned her.

Safety—who could be safer than the man before her?

Kitchen knives and steel pipes might joke with you, but that gun certainly wouldn't!

"My front door... it..."

"It can't be fixed; it has to be replaced..." Zhou Yan said concisely.

"N-no..."

In her shame, she seemed to recall the day she had gathered the courage to confess...

She raised her head, locking eyes with Zhou Yan.

"Could you... let my sister recover from her illness in your home? This door isn't safe, and she has no ability to resist right now. I won't go! I won't! There's still some food at home! I'll just stay home! As long as you let my sister stay at your place to recover... I can trade!"

Zhou Yan stared at the Su Yanyue before him in surprise; he didn't understand what she meant by that...

Leaving her sister all alone in his home?

Who would be in more danger then...

Did she have no clue?

"What are you offering to trade?"

Su Yanyue lowered her head, not daring to meet Zhou Yan's gaze again. Her face burned even hotter, and she knew that her flushed appearance was fully visible to Zhou Yan.

As they stood there, one could almost clearly hear a heartbeat.

It was Su Yanyue's heartbeat.

"I... myself." Her voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, yet she still suppressed the shame in her heart and forced herself to continue, "I can do anything for you... clean the room... tidy up, or I..." She stopped the rest of her sentence at just the right moment.

She knew that the Zhou Yan standing across from her would definitely understand.

Zhou Yan was intrigued!

He took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

Su Yanyue could smell the faint scent of gunpowder and the familiar odor of sweat on him.

It blended into a unique scent, heavy with male pheromones.

"Anything?" Zhou Yan's lips were right against Su Yanyue's ear, the hot breath constantly hitting her earlobe, his tone filled with playfulness...