Chapter 532 532: Do You Really Want to Know? - Urban Supreme Evil Young Master - NovelsTime

Urban Supreme Evil Young Master

Chapter 532 532: Do You Really Want to Know?

Author: Embrace Frost
updatedAt: 2026-01-29

Looking at the confused expression on Leng Qingqiu's face, Lu Yu smiled slightly. He lowered his gaze and looked at Leng Qingqiu in his arms and said, "Are you wondering how I saw through your disguise?"

In his words, Lu Yu spoke directly, with a hint of laughter in his tone.

"That's right!"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Leng Qingqiu spoke. She was truly very puzzled now about how Lu Yu managed to see through her disguise.

"Actually, it's quite simple."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu smiled slightly. Holding Leng Qingqiu, he spoke while walking: "When the human body is unconscious, the speed of blood flow and pulse frequency are different."

"In a conscious state, the pulse speed is much higher than when the body is unconscious."

At this point, Lu Yu continued with a calm tone, revealing a hint of a smile: "At first, I really thought you had fainted, but when I just picked you up, I could clearly feel your pulse, which was consistent with a normal person's and slightly faster."

"From these two points, I can tell you were pretending to faint, not actually unconscious."

As Lu Yu explained this to Leng Qingqiu, his words carried a notably calm feeling.

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Leng Qingqiu was slightly taken aback. Her beautiful eyes looked at Lu Yu in front of her, and suddenly she felt that this Lu Yu seemed so unfamiliar.

Is the Lu Yu in front of her really the one she used to know, who only cared about food, drink, and play?

Thinking of this, Leng Qingqiu was momentarily dazed and finally realized that she was being held in Lu Yu's arms!

Since childhood, Leng Qingqiu had never been held like this by anyone. For a moment, her cold and stunning face flashed an unnatural expression, and she said to Lu Yu, "Put me down, I can walk on my own."

Her words carried a low tone with a hint of shyness, even though her demeanor was icy, projecting a feeling of keeping people at a distance. After all, she was still a woman.

A woman being held by a man and walking down the road would make anyone feel a bit embarrassed inside.

"Are you sure?"

Upon hearing Leng Qingqiu's words, Lu Yu spoke softly, "Are you sure you can walk by yourself?"

In his words, although Lu Yu's voice was low, it carried a hint of laughter as he looked at Leng Qingqiu in front of him, his gaze revealing a playful smile.

"Of course, I'm sure!"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Leng Qingqiu replied, "I have fully recovered now, why can't I walk by myself? Put me down, I'll walk."

"Okay."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu shrugged his shoulders, slowly put Leng Qingqiu back on the ground, and said, "I respect your choice."

Placed on the ground by Lu Yu, Leng Qingqiu's gaze shifted. She slowly tried to step forward, but at this moment, her body staggered, seriously losing balance, and was about to fall!

Just as she was about to fall, her shoulder was held by Lu Yu's strong hand as he spoke, "See, you can't walk by yourself yet, so be obedient and walk with me."

Saying this, Lu Yu exerted strength in his arms, lifted Leng Qingqiu in a princess carry again, and began walking toward the Bentley Musan.

"What did you do to me?"

Being held again by Lu Yu, Leng Qingqiu asked, her beautiful face showing signs of shock: "Why am I like this?"

Right now, Leng Qingqiu was very confused. She was clearly conscious and felt no abnormality, but suddenly, why did she lose her balance?

"I didn't do anything to you."

Upon hearing Leng Qingqiu's words, Lu Yu shook his head and said, "Do you remember hearing that extremely loud noise in the office?"

A loud noise?

Upon hearing this, Leng Qingqiu's body stiffened slightly. She could now clearly recall hearing that extremely loud noise in the office, and right after hearing it, she lost consciousness.

"Could that noise have caused this?"

Recalling everything, Leng Qingqiu spoke, with hints of disbelief in her tone. She never expected that such a loud noise would have this effect.

"That's right."

Upon hearing Leng Qingqiu's words, Lu Yu nodded and said, "The cause of such loud noise is called a noise grenade, which invades the central nervous system via powerful sound waves, causing unconsciousness, and can temporarily affect balance. So losing balance now is normal!"

While talking, Lu Yu spoke eloquently, clearly very knowledgeable about these things, and even remembered their effects vividly, which made Leng Qingqiu both surprised and puzzled.

What exactly has Lu Yu experienced over the years?

Thinking of this, Leng Qingqiu looked at Lu Yu in front of her, her heart moving slightly. She didn't know why, but at that moment, her perception of Lu Yu began to change, developing a different feeling.

This feeling started to spread inside Leng Qingqiu, changing her perception of Lu Yu.

Carrying Leng Qingqiu, Lu Yu slowly approached the Bentley Musan. He opened the car door, placed Leng Qingqiu in the passenger seat, returned to the driver's seat, and slowly started the car, preparing to leave.

At this moment, Leng Qingqiu looked at Lu Yu beside her and said, "Lu Yu, at this point, don't you plan to tell me? How long do you intend to hide the truth about the past five years? What is that deserted island?"

The deserted island, Prisoner No. 32, and the oppressive aura Lu Yu had when he shot someone—all these things Leng Qingqiu had truly felt.

All these things appeared in someone she once knew so well. Such matters really amazed and puzzled Leng Qingqiu.

What kind of experiences could have transformed the Lu Yu she once knew into his current self?

Phew!

Upon hearing Leng Qingqiu's words, Lu Yu let out a deep breath. He shifted his gaze, looking at the beautiful and captivating Leng Qingqiu beside him, and took a deep breath before saying, "Do you really want to know?"

In his words, Lu Yu's voice was calm and deep, with a hint of reminiscing in his eyes, as if he were a man full of past experiences, worn with time.

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