The next second, the man’s tall figure pressed forward, pinning her firmly against the wall.
Lu Huai’an’s fingers gripped the girl’s jaw, seemingly unfazed by her soft cries of pain.
His eyes glowed with a dark, icy ferocity, his lips sharp as he said, "Say that again!"
Waves of pain surged, and Lin Chu’s eyes began to redden. "With skills like yours, Lu Huai’an, why not check the surveillance outside the restaurant? Then you’d know for sure whether I was opening a room with another man."
Lin Chu knew he was angry, but it was just a man’s pride at play.
Lu Huai’an’s anger burned fiercer, and his dark eyes seed almost to seep with moisture.
What was her attitude?
His piercing eyes grew darker, veins visible on the hand gripping the girl’s jaw, "You disappeared the whole night, can’t I ask?"
Lin Chu let out a cold laugh.
She stomped hard on the man’s foot, causing him to wince and loosen his grip slightly. Seizing the opportunity, she shoved him away and stepped aside.
"You spent a whole night in the hospital room alone with another woman, did I question you like this? Lu Huai’an, I love you, but don’t think I’m so cheap."
After saying this, Lin Chu stepped into the elevator without glancing back at Lu Huai’an.
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Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Chu’s eyes were red, her lashes wet and sticking together. Though her face held little expression, Jiang Muzhou was taken aback.
He’d never seen Lin Chu cry, not even when drunk and acting wild.
He handed over a tissue, probing, "What’s going on? Who the hell bullied you?"
He was only responsible for taking Lin Chu to the hospital, not asking why she needed to be there. Ever since Qiao An climbed up to wealthy, powerful n and stepped into the entertainnt industry, he’d deleted his Weibo, uninterested in the gossip big or small.
So, he wasn’t aware of Shen Weiyi’s situation.
Lin Chu didn’t cry; she simply felt her once naive self was laughable, like trying to warm a stone.
Her gaze fell outside the car window, spotting Gu Shaozhi, who had propelled Shen Weiyi to fa. His assistant had dragged out the paparazzi lurking near the hospital, obediently reporting back.
Half a year ago, when Gu Shaozhi blocked Lin Chu’s way at An University’s entrance, she thought he was tired of being a backup, ready to start fresh with Ji Wanxia who caught his eye.
But it didn’t seem that way now.
Lin Chu looked away, speaking softly, "No one bullied , Zhouzhou, drive. I don’t want to go to school. Wherever you go, I’ll go."
Jiang Muzhou was so focused on Lin Chu, he didn’t notice Gu Shaozhi back to the side.
Since her marriage, Lin Chu hadn’t hung out with him; every ti there was a plan to et, she had all sorts of excuses not to show up, losing touch with old friends.
So sothing was definitely up with her.
"A bro’s got a gathering, drinking and playing cards; are you sure you want to tag along?"
"What’s there to be unsure about?" Lin Chu was set on not staying here, fastening her seatbelt decisively, "I won’t get out of the car; you won’t ditch today."
Seeing her in a low mood, Jiang Muzhou stopped asking further.
Anyway, having one more pretty girl at such events wouldn’t make her unwelco.
Before leaving ho, Jiang Muzhou hadn’t even had water; Lin Chu dragged him for brunch like she hadn’t eaten in three days, her appetite rivaling a pig’s. Eventually, Jiang Muzhou couldn’t bear it, pulling her out of the restaurant.
Those organizing the gathering all knew the most beautiful girl in An City; when Lin Chu followed Jiang Muzhou into the private room, nobody excluded her, whether cozying up or approaching with wine glasses.
Although Lin Chu wasn’t in high spirits, she didn’t refuse anyone; Jiang Muzhou hadn’t kept an eye on her, and she’d ended up drunk.
With a pretty girl drunk, needless to say, the eager-eyed n were thrilled.
The dimly lit bar room set a delicate mood, and before any move was made, Jiang Muzhou stepped in, shielding the spaced-out Lin Chu on the table.
"This is a friend I brought along, Jiang Muzhou’s friend; you’d better keep your thoughts to yourself—don’t let see anyone touching her, I won’t be happy."
The young masters present weren’t ambitious youths, idling daily, with affluent families backing them; crossing them wouldn’t bode well. But Jiang Muzhou’s father, the head of the underworld in An City, wasn’t soone to offend.
Soone smoothed things over, "No worries, a friend of Young Master Jiang is ours too. It’s the first ti seeing Lin iren, so the lads might overstep, but no misunderstandings, Young Master Jiang; no one’s forcefully drinking with her; she drank herself."
Giving Jiang Muzhou due respect.
He didn’t push it further, "Go on, go play over there."
Once the relentless playboy group hit the other side of the room to play cards, Jiang Muzhou lifted Lin Chu up from her slumped posture, "So Lin, what’s gotten into you?"
If she hadn’t wanted to drink, no one could have made her.
Lin Chu leaned on the sofa, her drunk eyes lacked joy.
Mumbling, "I... want... to sing."
She’d long wanted to grab the microphone but refrained from moving. Jiang Muzhou’s call had dragged longer than expected; impatience lood.
Hearing Lin Chu’s request, Jiang Muzhou felt his head spin, "Please, spare my ears, won’t you?"
Because... the multi-talented Lin iren was tone deaf.
Lin Chu was displeased, lunging at Jiang Muzhou’s neck with surprising strength, her anger sharpening her speech, "No way! Your closest friend is really upset today! You, being thoughtful, can’t stop from singing!"
As thin as a noodle, Lin iren was surprisingly strong when drunk, nearly choking Jiang Muzhou as he fell back onto the sofa.
"What’s the point of singing? I’ll call and borrow a badass motorcycle, take you for a spin around An City, how about that?"
At that mont, the bar room door swung open.
The air coldly dipped several degrees, accompanied by a man’s indifferent voice, "Mrs. Lu will be busy tonight, no ti for a ride."
Everyone seed petrified, until Lu Huai’an reached the sofa. Lin Chu, reacting a beat later, hazily raised her head to look at him.
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