Absolute possession: This brother stands in the way of love

Four people in the dormitory stayed up late to work on a report and slept until noon.

Bai Yu closed his eyes and fumbled around the pillow for a long time before finally finding his cell phone.

Half-awake, he was blinded by the bright light from the phone screen. His brows furrowed immediately and he closed his eyes reflexively. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, trying to ease the soreness and discomfort caused by the stimulation of the bright light.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes a crack and looked at the phone screen again.

It's past ten o'clock.

There was still no message or call from Jian Shaoyang.

He found Jian Shaoyang's number and dialed it, then closed his eyes, put the phone to his ear, and waited quietly for the call to be connected.

No one heard.

No one answered again.

He threw his cell phone aside, inserted his slender fingers into his messy hair and grabbed it a few times, making his hair become even more "tangled".

He sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, then threw back the quilt, got up from the bed, put on his slippers, and walked straight to the bathroom on the balcony.

After washing up, I felt a little more awake and returned to the room, just in time to see Lin Xuebing also staggering down from the bed.

Lin Xuebing tried hard to lift his eyelids and look at Bai Yu. He said in a voice that was still sleepy, "You got up so early?"

"It's getting late. It's almost eleven o'clock."

Lin Xuebing walked slowly to the balcony, as if he had thought of something, and turned back to Bai Yu and said, "By the way, Jian Shaoyang was here last night."

Bai Yu's calm eyes flashed with joy, "When?"

Lin Xuebing took a towel from the hanger and threw it over his shoulder. "It was around four in the morning. You were all asleep. I opened the door."

Bai Yu took a few steps forward and approached Lin Xuebing. "Did he say anything?"

"Without saying anything, he just came to your bed, stared at you for a long time, and then left." After saying this, Lin Xuebing yawned and went into the bathroom.

Bai Yu quietly walked to Wang Kangming's bed, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck to look at the bed, afraid of disturbing Xu Hancheng, he lowered his voice, "Kangming, Kangming..."

No movement...

He simply climbed onto Wang Kangming's bed, lifted the quilt, and a handsome face was revealed, but he looked very haggard.

Bai Yu pushed his shoulder, "Kang Ming, wake up."

Wang Kangming couldn't open his eyes, so he closed them and asked weakly, "What's wrong?"

"What has Shaoyang been busy with these two days?"

"You finally got the nerve to ask me?" Wang Kangming managed to squeeze out these words, paused for a moment, as if he was gathering the strength to speak, and then slowly said, "There will be a race at the racetrack in the next two days."

"He still doesn't answer the phone."

Wang Kangming raised his hand with difficulty and touched Bai Yu's head, "Be good, go and comfort him." Then, his hand slipped, his head tilted, and he fell asleep again.

Bai Yu walked out of the school gate and stood on the roadside. He was about to take out his cell phone to call a taxi, but suddenly he thought of something and turned to walk towards the pedestrian street, muttering to himself: Damn Situ Heli, he made a joke and made the Jealous King jealous for two days and two nights.

He quickly found the flower shop where Liu Jingyi bought flowers last night and bought a bouquet of flowers.

You can't go empty-handed to coax people. Pretentious people definitely like flowers, and like flowers, they are difficult to please.

When the taxi stops at the entrance of the racetrack, you can hear the bustling noise inside the racetrack and the penetrating roar of the racing engines.

The taxi driver looked out of the window curiously, his eyes first lingering on the magnificent gate of the racing track. He looked at the luxury cars coming in and out of the gate and those fashionable and elegant people, his eyes full of novelty.

Then he turned around again, his eyes falling on Bai Yu, who was dressed simply, and the rose, which was not high-end at all and was carefully held in his arms.

The driver showed a skeptical look on his face and kindly reminded him, "Young man, this is an entertainment venue for top second-generation rich people. Can you get in?"

I saw a few furtive figures wandering around the entrance of the racetrack. Judging from their appearance, they must be paparazzi.

The driver pointed out the window and said, "Look, those paparazzi can't even get in."

Bai Yu answered seriously, "I should be able to get in. The bodyguards at the door are my buddies."

Bai Yu walked to the door, and under the gaze of paparazzi and taxi drivers, the bodyguards respectfully led him in.

The black Bugatti roared and flashed across the track, instantly turning into a black shadow.

Several slim, exquisitely dressed girls jumped up excitedly, "Ahhhh, Master Jian is so handsome!"

Bai Yu looked at them, smiled, and thought they were quite cute.

There were too many people on the viewing platform, and worried that her flowers would be damaged, she decided to wait in Jian Shaoyang's lounge.

Bai Yu pressed the fingerprint and pulled the door handle, and a voice with a hint of surprise and a hint of displeasure came from behind him.

"How did you come?"

He paused for a moment and turned around to see that it was Yang Feiyu.

He stared at Yang Feiyu, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he pulled out a faint smile, "I can't come?"

Yang Feiyu glanced at the bouquet of roses in Bai Yu's arms and sneered, "You bought a bunch of cheap flowers and want to win back Brother Shaoyang?"

Bai Yu's fingertips touched the petals carefully, "Two hundred yuan, I can have a few meals in the school cafeteria."

Then he walked straight into the room.

Yang Feiyu frowned. Couldn’t this poor country bumpkin hear that he was mocking him?

He followed Bai Yu in and looked around the room. It was extremely unique and luxurious, especially the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony that gave a direct view of the entire stadium.

At this time, the desire to drive Bai Yu away became stronger.

Yang Feiyu leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, his tone full of contempt: "After breaking up with Brother Shaoyang, he turned around and flirted with someone else, and was even photographed by his schoolmates. If it were a normal person, he wouldn't have the face to come to him, right?"

Bai Yu put the flowers on the table, turned to look at him, and was very depressed.

This kid used to call him "senior" in school, politely and kindly, but now he has this expression.

Yang Feiyu walked up to him and shook the phone in his hand proudly.

Bai Yu looked closely and found that it was a photo of herself and Liu Jingyi on the pedestrian street last night.

The angle of the photo was very tricky, and it looked like Liu Jingyi bent down to kiss him.

Yang Feiyu raised his eyebrows. "I showed the photo to Brother Shaoyang last night. He said nothing and had no reaction. It's obvious that he doesn't care about you at all."

Seeing Bai Yu speechless and with an ugly face, Yang Feiyu continued to add fuel to the fire, "No, he should be disgusted with you now. He is even disgusted with you so much that he doesn't want to answer your calls. You still come to pester him. Isn't it a bit too shameless... uh..."

Bai Yu suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Yang Feiyu's neck. Then, with a "bang", a fist hit Yang Feiyu's abdomen hard.

Yang Feiyu's eyes widened instantly, he fell heavily to the ground without catching his breath. The pain in his abdomen made him unable to speak anymore. He could only curl up on the ground, holding his stomach.

Bai Yu squatted down, grabbed his collar, stared at his eyes that were bloodshot and red from the pain, and gritted his teeth and said, "It was you who planned this! Tell Liu Jingyi that Shao Yang and I broke up, then instigate him to come find me, and then find someone to take pictures!"

"I warn you, if you cause Jian Shaoyang to go to Liu Jingyi for trouble because of a misunderstanding and hurt an innocent person, I will not let you go."

The cell phone suddenly rang. Bai Yu took out the phone and took a look at it. He let go of Yang Feiyu, patted his head hard, and said, "Get out of here!" Then he got up and walked out.

Yang Feiyu struggled to stand up, cursing inwardly, "You bitch, you look so gentle, but why do you hit people so hard?"