Chapter 92

The bar owner led the way, not daring to breathe, and said cautiously: "Boss Lu, this is the private room."

Lu Xun was still wearing a black suit, with an upright posture, and a cold and abstinent look. However, his expression was too cold.

Pushing open the box, he saw the girl lying on top of another person in an intimate posture. Before Lu Xun could frown, he saw two strange men sitting on the other side.

The bar owner was so frightened that he quickly scolded the two male models and asked them to leave.

When passing by the door, the two male models subconsciously raised their eyes and met the man's murderous cold gaze. Their faces turned pale instantly.

The bar owner saw that the situation was not right, apologized, and then quickly fled.

What's not clear about this?

Lu Xun's expression could no longer be described as gloomy, it was as if a storm was about to come.

Male model.

Jiang Qiao...well done.

Ye Qingqing didn't expect him to come so quickly. At first glance, she could hardly believe that it was Lu Xun.

The strong and fierce aura of a superior with a strong sense of oppression is very different from the boy who asked her "Where is Jiang Qiao" with a pale face.

It has only been six years, and Ye Qingqing almost thought it was something that happened in the last century.

However, when she saw the man's unblinking gaze on Jiang Qiao's face from the moment he came in, she was certain that this was Lu Xun and he had never changed.

"I brought her here, and I ordered those two people. Qiao'er just drank a cocktail and did nothing." Seeing that his face was really gloomy, Ye Qingqing explained with a stiff upper lip.

Lu Xun forcefully lifted the drunk girl up from her waist, his tone without any emotion, just a matter of routine: "Do you need to take Miss Ye home?"

Ye Qingqing didn't dare to do that. She swallowed and said, "No, no, my friend will pick me up later."

"Um."

Lu Xun turned around and left without any pause.

His inquiry was merely polite and genteel.

"Lu Xun." Ye Qingqing suddenly spoke.

The man stopped and did not turn his head.

“……………Qiao’er’s life is not easy now. She is not the same as before. What happened back then… I hope you don’t hold a grudge against her.” Ye Qingqing said with difficulty.

Who has an easy life? She was the one who left on her own initiative, and she is also the one who has a hard life.

So, what's the point?

Lu Xun said nothing and walked away.

The handsome and tall figure of the man disappeared at the door of the box. Ye Qingqing withdrew her gaze, slowly sat down, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip slowly.

Lu Xun's force was so strong that the person in his arms couldn't breathe. Jiang Qiao felt uncomfortable in his embrace, groaned a few times, and began to struggle slightly.

The soft flesh on her waist was suddenly pinched hard by the man. She cried out in pain and opened her drunken eyes. Seeing that it was Lu Xun, she glared at him fiercely.

It was just that her cheeks and eyes were red, even her neck was pink, and her eyes were watery. She was not threatening at all, but instead aroused evil thoughts in people's hearts.

Lu Xun said gloomily: "Be honest."

Jiang Qiao: “?”

In front of Lu Xun, she didn't know what it meant to be honest and struggled even harder.

Lu Xun lowered his voice: "Be honest."

Be mean to her?

Being mean to her again?!

Why does Lu Xun always look fierce towards her?

I get angry at her if she does the homework incorrectly, if she doesn't eat breakfast, if she drinks cold water, if she comes home late, and if she is bullied by others.

She hasn't made any mistakes yet, but you're still being mean to her? !

How can we reason with this?

Under the dual effects of alcohol and past memories, Jiang Qiao felt aggrieved. She struggled with her hands to push the man's strong and broad chest, pouting her lips and mumbling, "Go away, I don't want you......"

Lu Xun paused, slowly lowered his eyelids, looked down at him, and tried to suppress something that was about to burst out of the ground: "What did you say?"

Jiang Qiao didn't notice it, and continued to act stupidly: "I said I don't want it... wuwu..."

Her moist lips were suddenly covered by a big hand, almost covering her entire face. Jiang Qiao sobbed and was pushed into the back seat of the car by the man.

The man followed closely, closed the car door, bent his legs and pressed on the girl. In the dim car, the man panted heavily and said cruelly: "I can't give up, do you understand? I can't give up!"

The clock kept turning, but it would never reach 12 o'clock. For six years, he had been trapped in that bedroom where no one was waiting for him.

The man's eyes were red as he spoke word by word: "Admit your mistake."

"Wuwuwu..." Jiang Qiao was so scared that she kept crying. Her eyelashes were soaked with tears. She reached out to pull away the big hand that was covering half of her face.

Lu Xun was still in a state of rage. The dull pain in his heart kept him awake. To him, the girl's struggling movements were an attempt to escape.

I want to leave him...I want to leave him...

What's there to be afraid of? She's already left...

Lu Xun's mind went blank. The ticking sound of the clock rang in his ears again. The scene was spinning. His heart felt like it was stabbed hard by someone and was beating slowly.

"Admit your mistake." He almost spat out these two words from his throat, with a horrifying smell of blood, and the strength in his hands continued to increase: "Admit your mistake!"

The cruel "admit mistakes" one after another made people feel for no reason that it meant "don't leave."

The girl under him gradually stopped struggling, her tearful eyes filled with sadness. Through the six years of time that had been shrinking layer by layer, she looked into Lu Xun's eyes today.

Lu Xun's pupils shrank, and he completely woke up. He let go of her hand in panic.

"Cough cough...", finally freed, Jiang Qiao leaned to one side, coughing hoarsely, looking delicate and fragile.

Lu Xun subconsciously stretched out his hand, then thought of something and his face turned pale. He then slowly withdrew his hand helplessly.

He was held in mid-air by the girl's soft and powerless hands.

Lu Xun's body suddenly stiffened, his handsome eyebrows raised, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and his fingers were stiff and he didn't dare to shake hands again.

Not getting a response, Jiang Qiao struggled to get up in dissatisfaction, and tremblingly hugged the man's thin waist with her slender arms.

Like a small animal trying hard to show its soft belly to be slaughtered.

The little animal nestled in his arms, rubbing against him without noticing the danger, and said in a drunken voice: "Lu Xun... I'm thirsty, do you have any water?"

"………………have."

Lu Xun almost trembled as he took out a bottle of mineral water from the front. He took it out several times before pouring it into the girl's mouth.

Jiang Qiao drank a lot in small sips, and when he had enough, he turned his face away.

Lu Xun asked softly, "Still drinking?"

Jiang Qiao shook his head and lay on his shoulder without moving.

After a long while, Lu Xun finally dared to reach out and hug her back, saying in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

I shouldn’t... have treated you like that.

No one responded to him. The girl on his shoulder had fallen asleep, breathing shallowly.

Lu Xun couldn't help but close his eyes, his thick black eyelashes were slightly wet.

The author is proud: How about this chapter, isn’t it great?

Xiao Lu: ………Okay, I’ll kill you.

Author: Jiang Qiao, take care of this lawless criminal!

Jiang Xiaoqiao: So what?

author:……………

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