Chapter 30: If You’re Serious About Him, I’ll Kill You!
Yu Yi’an’s extremely refined and handsome face was currently dappled with a warm smile.
“Hello, Lin Yuan. My Uncle said you were bored at home and asked me to come keep you company when I had the time.”
He spoke with such politeness that it was impossible to dislike him.
Uncle Chen introduced him. “Young Master Yu is my Master’s nephew.”
“Mr. Lin, you are about the same age; I think you’ll be able to play well together!” It was clear that Uncle Chen was very happy.
Lin Yuan’s brow furrowed slightly.
He didn’t want anything to do with people or matters related to Shen Yanzhou.
However, since Shen Yanzhou had sent him to keep him company, if he was too negligent, he feared it would provoke that lunatic.
He could only agree with a polite, superficial pretense.
After speaking, Uncle Chen looked at Yu Yi’an again. “Will Young Master Yu be staying for lunch? I’ll have the cook make the dishes you like!”
Yu Yi’an gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and gave a slight nod. “Thank you for the trouble, Uncle Chen.”
Uncle Chen turned and walked quickly toward the kitchen.
Lin Yuan studied this “nephew” of Shen Yanzhou’s.
He was a very beautiful boy.
A head of soft, medium-length gray hair complemented that handsome face, making him look somewhat feminine and giving him a hint of a melancholic temperament.
The gold-rimmed glasses on his high-bridged nose added a touch of refined, scholarly air.
Though young, his shoulders were broad, his legs long, and his physique superior.
“Hello,” Lin Yuan greeted.
Yu Yi’an’s gentle gaze landed on his face.
“The person my Uncle took a fancy to is indeed extraordinary.” His voice was neither heavy nor light as he spat out a sentence, his emotions unreadable.
Lin Yuan’s eyes dimmed slightly, and he lowered his head a bit.
Yu Yi’an adopted a bit of a host’s posture and gestured toward the sofa with his chin. “Sit!”
With that, he sat down on the sofa himself.
“What do you usually do at home?” he asked, his voice warm.
Lin Yuan: “Read books, scroll through my phone.”
Yu Yi’an pursed his lips. “That is indeed quite boring. Why don’t we go to the gym? We can chat while we exercise, how about it?”
Lin Yuan didn’t have much interest in the gym, but it didn’t matter what they did.
He nodded.
Yu Yi’an stood up and turned to walk toward the end of the corridor with practiced ease.
They passed through the corridor and arrived at the villa’s back courtyard.
This was a four-story building connected to the front courtyard of the villa.
The two walked in one after the other.
The gym was on the second floor.
Once inside, Yu Yi’an picked up a pair of boxing gloves and pulled them onto his hands.
“Do you know how to box?” He turned to look at Lin Yuan, asking with a smile.
Lin Yuan shook his head.
He had been frail since childhood, and his Master hadn’t had the heart to let him learn martial arts.
Yu Yi’an shrugged and walked up to a forty-kilogram sandbag.
“My Muay Thai was taught to me by my father. Actually, my Uncle was also taught by my father. Speaking of which, my Uncle is also my Shixiong!”
As he spoke, those innocent doe-like eyes behind the lenses narrowed slightly.
Then, without any warning, he landed several heavy punches on the sandbag.
With a series of dull, heavy thuds, the sandbag instantly twisted and deformed, and the ropes creaked under the strain.
Lin Yuan found it hard to believe that this refined and somewhat feminine-looking youth could strike with such ruthlessness.
“Lin Yuan, do you know about my Uncle’s past?” Yu Yi’an asked again, as if just chatting.
Lin Yuan shook his head.
He didn’t want to know.
Yu Yi’an continued on his own. “My Uncle was an orphan. When he was thirteen, he met my father and started following him. I was six then.”
“He was exceptionally smart and clever, and he had a ruthless streak and dark methods. My father valued him greatly.”
“Once, my father was ambushed and fell into a trap; he took a bullet for my father. Later, when my father passed away, he handed the triad over to him.”
“And he handed me over to him too!” At this point, Yu Yi’an turned to glance at Lin Yuan.
Then, he unleashed another fierce combination of straight punches on the sandbag.
The sandbag emitted a series of muffled thuds, sounding as if it were groaning in pain.
Only then did Lin Yuan learn that Shen Yanzhou had a background in the underworld.
No wonder he had that wild, hooligan-like aura of violence about him.
But that wasn’t the main point right now.
The point was that he sensed something was off with the emotions of the person in front of him.
“Young Master Yu, did you come here today because you have something to say to me?” Lin Yuan asked directly.
Yu Yi’an turned around and walked up to him.
His voice was gentle yet serious. “Yes. I actually wanted to ask if you are serious about my Uncle.”
Lin Yuan’s handsome brows furrowed.
Having one pervert like Shen Yanzhou disgusting him was more than enough; now, a member of the family entourage had arrived.
Seeing that he didn’t speak, Yu Yi’an circled around him halfway, stopping at his diagonal side and leaning close to his ear.
His voice was incredibly devout. “If you are serious about him, then I will… kill you!”
Lin Yuan: !
Another lunatic?
He backed away in fright.
“Wh-what do you mean?”
Yu Yi’an let out a huff of laughter.
He took off his glasses and gently blew on them.
Slowly and methodically: “Don’t you understand? You’d better just be playing around with him. Once he’s tired of you, get lost!”
“My Uncle can only be mine. If you dare to be serious with him, I guarantee I will make you…” He said each word slowly in his ear: “…die without a whole corpse!”
Lin Yuan stared at the person in front of him with his brows tightly locked.
At this moment, Yu Yi’an’s eyes were dyed with a hint of scarlet. In those naturally innocent doe eyes, a storm was brewing, and killing intent lurked everywhere.
This split personality was quite similar to Shen Yanzhou; they truly were like real uncle and nephew!
Lin Yuan felt aggrieved.
He was being imprisoned and coerced by Shen Yanzhou, yet someone was actually competing with him for affection!
“Young Master Yu, do you know that everything is because Shen Yanzhou is forcing me?” His beautiful phoenix eyes were full of anger.
“What’s the point of saying this to me? If I could run, I would have run long ago!”
“You should be saying these words to Shen Yanzhou!”
After hearing Lin Yuan’s words, Yu Yi’an quieted down.
He slowly put his glasses back on and scrutinized Lin Yuan’s face carefully.
“Are you serious?”
Lin Yuan: “Do you think I look like I’m enjoying this kind of life?”
Only then did Yu Yi’an realize that from the moment they met today until now, Lin Yuan indeed seemed to have a heavy heart and appeared depressed.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him sideways. “In that case, do you really not like my Uncle?”
Lin Yuan let out a sigh. “He’s so fierce and ruthless; I’m scared to death the moment I see him, so how could I like him!”
Yu Yi’an pulled off his boxing gloves, his eyes—which should have been gentle—half-squinted, filled with a cold scrutiny.
Lin Yuan didn’t avoid the other’s sharp gaze at all and stared back at him.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
Yu Yi’an raised a handsome eyebrow. “What are you looking at? You think you’re prettier than me, is that it?”
Lin Yuan shook his head slightly.
In a deliberately provocative and irritating tone, he said, “Even if you are prettier than me, he still likes me and doesn’t like you, doesn’t he?”
This sentence successfully enraged Yu Yi’an.
A dark light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Yuan by the neck.
“Kid, what did you say? Want to die?”
Lin Yuan let out a helpless, bitter laugh in his heart.
How many times had he been grabbed by the neck these past few days?
Fortunately, he had already gained some experience; the moment Yu Yi’an’s hand reached out, he took a deep breath.
Only then was he able to avoid being too humiliated.
He took the opportunity to lean close to Yu Yi’an’s ear and whispered something with his remaining breath.
Yu Yi’an was stunned and slowly released his hand.
“Are you serious?” He stared at Lin Yuan, his brow slightly furrowed and his eyes full of suspicion.
Translator’s Note: Yu Yi’an is such a wild card! He’s a yandere nephew! The term Shixiong (師兄) means “Senior Martial Brother.” In triad/martial arts circles, it shows a deep bond. Also, “die without a whole corpse” (死無全屍) is a very heavy idiom in Chinese, implying a truly cursed and violent end. Lin Yuan is playing a dangerous game trying to trigger Yu Yi’an like that.
Recommended Reads
![Enemies on a Narrow Road [Esports]](https://beereads.space/wp-content/uploads/2026/01/enemies-on-a-narrow-road-214x300.jpg)
![Accidentally Turned a Tragic Romance Plotline into a Sweet and Pampering One [Transmigration]](https://beereads.space/wp-content/uploads/2025/02/ACCIDENTALLY.png)
