Chapter 88 The Fallen White Moonlight Returns Home 2

Five minutes later.

A black Phantom was parked next to the bus stop.

A man got out of the car. He had broad shoulders and long legs, was nearly 1.9 meters tall, wore a trench coat, and had a handsome face. His dark eyes were veiled with a thin mist, making him seem unapproachable.

Xie Rong lowered her head, burying her chin in the collar of her sweater, and was browsing a jewelry brand on her phone, unaware of the man's approach.

[This looks good, this looks good too! They match the bad host's temperament!] The system stretched out its little hand and pointed at the edge of the screen.

[Oh dear, it's a pity the system doesn't have any money, otherwise I could buy them all and give the host new outfits every day!]

"I don't have any money either," Xie Rong said, seemingly unconcerned about the enormous debt, her eyes only filled with a fascination for the expensive jewelry. "Anyway—"

A shadow fell in front of him, the man's tall figure blocking out all the cold wind mixed with rain. Xie Rong and the system stopped talking abruptly, looked up to meet the man's gaze, and blinked.

"Lu Baichi?" He looked the man in front of him up and down, his gaze somewhat flippant.

"The rain is getting heavier, let's get in the car first." Lu Baichi lowered his eyes, avoiding his gaze.

Lu Baichi opened the passenger door for him.

Xie Rong first walked to the front of the car, took a few photos, snorted coldly, and slowly got in.

So what if it's a Phantom? It's still the same car he used to be tired of riding in.

Xie Rong pursed her lips, and a layer of damp melancholy gradually filled her eyes.

Now he has nothing left in his house, while Lu Baichi has everything.

It must be Lu Baichi who's cursed him!

Xie Rong couldn't suppress his jealousy.

What's so great about being rich? These things should have belonged to him anyway!

Deliberately driving such a car to pick him up was either to show off or to intimidate him.

【Don't be sad, host. We'll definitely teach him a lesson!】The system put its hands on its round waist.

Lu Baichi sat in the driver's seat, turning his head to look at him silently.

Five years later, time seems to have left no trace on Xie Rong. She is still as beautiful and vibrant as ever, her eyes following her head here and there, like a curious kitten surveying its new territory.

The man's thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Xie Rong took out a cigarette from his pocket and asked, "You don't mind if I have one?"

After saying that, he took out a lighter, but he couldn't get it to light.

It's probably because it just rained and got wet.

Xie Rong felt a little anxious without realizing it. He bit down hard with his teeth and popped the orange-flavored capsule inside the cigarette butt.

Lu Baichi took the cigarette lighter from the car, bent down, and lit Xie Rong's cigarette.

"Thanks," Xie Rong smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke into his face.

Lu Baichi rolled down the car window and waited for him to slowly finish his cigarette before saying, "You never used to smoke."

“I didn’t need you to pick me up before,” Xie Rong said, resting one hand on the window and flicking off his cigarette ash. An innocent smile played on his beautiful face, which seemed incongruous with the cigarette between his fingers. “President Lu’s status is different now, so he speaks differently.”

Lu Baichi remained silent, slowly driving the vehicle, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the parking lot.

It's very close to the airport; it only takes five minutes with the gas pedal floored, and normally ten minutes is enough.

Xie Rong stepped into the elevator, leaned back, and glanced at the display screen that was rapidly ascending to the fiftieth floor.

"I heard online that you specifically bought several buildings near the airport so that it would be more convenient for your girlfriend who is often abroad and doesn't come back. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to bring me here? What if she finds out?" Xie Rong had a wicked idea in mind.

It would be best if Lu Baichi's girlfriend found out soon and dumped him! What kind of good person would secretly bring their so-called "white moonlight" here?

He might just reach his pain threshold and leave immediately. The system has already told him that the rightful crown prince's world has been found. Let whoever wants those millions in debt go after him; they're all bad news anyway. He's in a hurry to go to the next world to become the crown prince and inherit the throne.

Lu Baichi paused for a few seconds, then said calmly, "He doesn't seem to know."

"Alright," Xie Rong sighed regretfully, and stepped out of the elevator with a ding.

This duplex apartment is even more expensive than the villas in Jingshan Park. It is a private apartment that has been tailor-made for the elites of Beijing in recent years, offering extremely high privacy.

Xie Rong entered the room, kicked off his leather shoes, and was about to go inside when Lu Baichi stopped him and took out a pair of brand-new furry slippers from the shoe cabinet. "Put on your shoes."

"What, are you afraid I'll dirty your house?" Xie Rong sneered.

Lu Baichi squatted down beside him, his gaze fixed on Xie Rong's knees.

It was rainy in Kyoto in late autumn. Although Xie Rong was wearing a sweater on his upper body, he was wearing shorts and British-style leather shoes on his lower body. His calves were wrapped in tight white socks, revealing a small section of his bony, snow-white knees.

I was out in the cold wind, and my knees are already red from the cold.

Back when I was in a private high school, this little bit of red was enough to turn the teachers, who usually looked down on everyone, upside down, and make the group of rich kids in the classroom sweat profusely.

“You’ll catch a cold if you don’t wear shoes,” Lu Baichi said, turning his face away.

Xie Rong snorted and walked away, wearing those unexpectedly comfortable furry slippers.

Lu Baichi picked up the pair of small leather shoes and placed them next to his own. He glanced at the peeling heels of the small leather shoes and paused.

He silently got up, went to the room to get a blanket and a box of ointment, walked to the sofa, and covered Xie Rong's legs with the blanket.

"You're all big bosses, how come you still like doing this kind of servant work like before?" Xie Rong grabbed the edge of the blanket with both hands and couldn't help but lower his head and rub his cheek against the soft blanket.

Even though the Xie family went bankrupt over the years, it didn't stop him from pampering himself. He was always allergic to most foreign bedding, no matter how expensive it was, but this blanket was surprisingly comfortable.

He was going to embroider his name on the fluffy blanket in a little while.

Lu Baichi paused in his hand as he twisted the ointment bottle, looked at him, and said, "If you won't let me do it, are you planning to find someone else?"

This is the sentence with the most words by Lu Baichi today.

He was a man of few words to begin with, and the five years seemed like an insurmountable chasm between them. Even though they were alone in the car the whole way, it was as if they were in two different worlds. In addition, they were both deliberately avoiding the past, so they had nothing to talk about.

Xie Rong looked puzzled.

He didn't understand what Lu Baichi said.

Are there really people who are so eager to be the first to serve others? So what if he's CEO Lu? He's still the same servile person he always was.

"What can I do if you insist? Why are you being so fierce?" Xie Rong frowned, grabbed a blanket, threw it on Lu Baichi's shoulder, and said in a harsh voice, "You think you've become successful and trampled the Xie family underfoot, so you can act arrogantly in front of me?"

A moment of silence.

"Xie Rong," Lu Baichi pulled off the blanket from his body and bent down to cover him again.

Their eyes met, and a thousand words welled up in his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. Don't be angry."