Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

As Shi Luyu uttered "Brother Jiajia," the surroundings seemed to be forcibly silenced.

The girls who were surrounding her froze and instinctively turned their heads in the direction she was looking.

Not far away, a black SUV was parked quietly under the shadow of the trees.

The car body was cut into cold, sharp lines by the evening light, and a tall figure leaned against the car, dressed in black clothes and trousers, with neat shoulders and back, and a relaxed demeanor that was almost lazy.

Xu Yuanjia.

She was the central figure who provoked Shi Luyu.

He was actually watching?! How long has he been watching?!

The girls' faces turned grim almost simultaneously.

The passersby who had been watching the commotion suddenly fell silent. The whispers, snickers, and scrutiny that had been going on were all suppressed by Xu Yuanjia's invisible pressure, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Xu Yuanjia then slowly stood up straight.

He didn't rush over, nor did he walk quickly. He had one hand in his pocket and the other casually hanging at his side.

The moment someone moves, that oppressive feeling comes rushing over you.

There's no need to deliberately project an aura; simply standing against the light exudes an overwhelming sense of superiority, as if one were born at the top.

Lazy and indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about anything, yet somehow intimidating others.

Just moments ago, Chen Yutang had been sharp-tongued and aggressive, and although her family was considered respectable in the area and she had been pampered since childhood, she could only force a smile.

"Young Master Jia."

Xu Yuanjia did not respond to her.

He walked closer and first lowered his eyes.

The ground was littered with the things that Shi Luyu had overturned, a complete mess. In the nearby pond, a spare part that had just been kicked in floated on the surface, swirling in the dirty water.

His gaze lingered for two seconds before he looked up at Chen Yutang.

The gaze wasn't stern; it was even somewhat empty and indifferent, yet it was so cold it sent chills down your spine.

Even the air has become thin.

At that moment, he reached out and casually took the camera that Shi Luyu was holding in her arms.

His movements were graceful and casual, his slender fingers supporting the black camera body, which made his knuckles stand out even more. His nose was high and sharp, and his profile was excessively cold and fierce when he looked down.

He didn't look at Shi Luyu, but instead glanced down to check the edge of the lens, making sure it wasn't cracked, before slowly asking, "Is this what you guys usually play at school?"

The lazy tone of voice made the girls' expressions change.

Chen Yutang immediately explained, "No, we are—"

Did I ask you?

Xu Yuanjia interrupted her without even lifting his eyelids.

A seemingly casual remark made Chen Yutang feel as if she had been slapped in the face in public, her face turning red and then white.

Shi Luyu stood to the side, her chest heaving with anger. Her hair was a little messy from the earlier tugging, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were slightly hot. She looked like a little rabbit that had been provoked, puffed up with a mix of grievance and a stubborn refusal to admit defeat.

Xu Yuanjia glanced at her, then suddenly raised his hand.

Click.

The shutter clicked crisply.

Everyone was stunned by this action.

Shi Luyu was also stunned and looked up at him.

Xu Yuanjia fiddled with the camera in one hand, glanced at the scene he had just captured, and gave a mocking smile.

"They can't even protect their own things."

His tone was casual, neither sarcastic nor mocking, but he continued nonchalantly, "However, knowing to call for reinforcements is quite clever."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the onlookers became even more subtle.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, one of Chen Yutang's henchmen quickly tried to cover for her, his voice shrill and urgent: "Young Master Jia, it's not what you think! She was the one who... she pretended to be very familiar with you first, deliberately showing off in front of us. We only asked her a couple of questions, and she gave us the cold shoulder first!"

"Yeah, that's right." Another girl quickly chimed in, "We didn't really do anything to her, she provoked Sister Yutang first."

Xu Yuanjia looked up as if he'd heard a joke, his gaze sweeping over them sideways: "You think you're so free that you can manage people for me?"

The smile on his lips was almost nonexistent.

No one dared to speak.

The next second, he didn't even bother with any extra expression and uttered a single word.

"roll."

The girls were so overwhelmed by the aura that they almost couldn't breathe. Chen Yutang's face was extremely ugly. She gritted her teeth, trying to maintain the last bit of dignity, but she didn't dare to stay stiff any longer.

She glared viciously at Shi Luyu, and finally could only turn around and leave quickly with her people.

The farce ended quickly.

The onlookers tactfully stepped back, and soon only the two of them remained in front of the event building.

Shi Luyu then remembered that the camera was still in his hand, and reached out to take it, her tone still slightly angry.

"Brother Jiajia, why did you let them leave? If the camera gets broken, I'll have to make them pay for it."

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand and gently lifted the camera a little higher, preventing her from touching it.

Shi Luyu missed her target, her big, watery eyes wide open as she stared at him.

He seemed completely oblivious to her outburst, lowering his gaze to compare her current sullen face with the photos he had just taken, and thoughtfully hummed in agreement.

"It's broken."

Shi Luyu's eyes widened even more: "What's wrong with it?"

Xu Yuanjia looked at the cracked camera screen and said slowly, "It didn't capture the little rabbit's angry expression."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his wrist—

thump.

The camera flew through the air in a clean arc before he casually tossed it into the nearby pond.

Water splashed everywhere.

Shi Luyu froze completely.

She stared in disbelief at the still-undisturbed ripples on the water, her voice trembling with anxiety: "What are you doing!"

Xu Yuanjia seemed to find her reaction amusing, his expression lazy as he turned and walked towards the car: "It's broken, might as well get a new one."

Shi Luyu was so angry her eyes turned red. Clutching her bag, she chased after him to argue, "Brother Jiajia, what happened to you?! You were so polite when you were little! How did you become so mean?!"

Xu Yuanjia paused in his steps.

He stood still, his tall and slender back visible, seemingly considering her words.

what……

He wanted to laugh. So her childhood sweetheart was actually a polite, gentle, and overly kind person...

Shouldn't he try to act more convincingly?

A moment later, the man slowly turned around.

The mischievous glint in his eyes had vanished. He looked down at her, his expression strangely softening, a faint smile playing on his lips, with the patience of a viper approaching its prey.

"Are you so angry? Your brother will buy you a new one, okay?"

Shi Luyu, who was originally full of anger, was somewhat speechless after his sudden change of attitude.

"I...I didn't mean that." Her voice lowered involuntarily, and all the grievances and heartache she had just felt welled up all at once. "Although the camera is broken, there are still a lot of materials that can be exported...and there are also old photos of me and my parents."

At this point, her nose inexplicably tingled with emotion.

"Back then, Dad's health wasn't as bad as it is now, and Mom wasn't as tired..." Her voice trailed off, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I just... didn't want to lose it."

Xu Yuanjia looked at her, his gaze slightly lowered.

She was lost in her grief when suddenly, two long, slender fingers held a small memory card and waved it in front of her eyes.

Shi Luyu was stunned.

She had no idea that just seconds before the camera was thrown away, the photo that had been mistakenly taken of the bloodstains in the trunk of the Maybach had been silently and completely deleted by the man.

What she saw were only the materials and memories she had lost and then regained.

Shi Luyu's eyes lit up immediately. She reached out and took it, carefully clutching it in her palm. Tears welled up in her eyes because of this joy of regaining what she had lost.

"Is Jiajia making fun of me?" she sniffed and complained softly.

As she spoke, she felt even more aggrieved. She looked up at him, her eyes tinged with a cherry blossom pink: "You were standing right there watching them bully me, and you didn't even come over."

Xu Yuanjia did not speak immediately.

He was just standing there watching the show; he really didn't intend to help.

Because he was observing.

Observe whether she will realize she has mistaken her brother when she hears the name "Xu Yuanjia".

The result was hilarious.

She didn't even know her childhood sweetheart's full name.

She could even call a man who had almost killed her several times "Brother Jiajia" in a soft and affectionate way.

That's... adorably stupid.

Shi Luyu was still standing in front of him, a tear still clinging to her eyelashes, her eyes wet, and her cheeks flushed slightly with anger.

She was naturally fair-skinned, and when she cried, she appeared even more pristine, like a delicate white gardenia that could shatter at the slightest touch. Yet, when she spoke, she carried an air of confidence that came from being pampered and loved growing up.

"And you promised my mom you'd take good care of me."

After those words were spoken, Xu Yuanjia finally moved.

He bent down, his tall frame looming close to her.

The distance shrank instantly, so close that Shi Luyu's breathing became slightly labored.

She could smell a faint, cool fragrance emanating from him, a crisp scent tinged with an indescribable dampness and eeriness, like an ancient tree soaked by rain in the dead of night.

Xu Yuanjia lowered his eyes, staring at the single tear that trembled on her eyelashes, as if he had discovered something new:

"Your tear..."

"Are you trying to be cute with me?"