"Just say it if you have something to say." Lu Jingxu leaned back in his chair, his cold and narrow eyes lazily opened, and his gaze gently swept over Zhao Jing's body.
Zhao Jing changed into a moon-white dress with a fitted waist and sat next to the restaurant's huge floor-to-ceiling window. The city outside the window was lit up with tiny lights, shining on her face, making her clear eyes look even more pure and moving.
"It's been a while since we've sat down and had a good chat like this, hasn't it?"
Zhao Jing held the wine glass with her fingers, and a touch of emotion flashed in her eyes.
"Remember, this restaurant is where we had dinner for the last time before you went abroad?"
Hearing this, Lu Jingxu frowned slightly, but after a moment, his voice turned cold.
"What do you want to say?"
Zhao Jing lowered her head and took a sip of wine. The crisp sound of the wine glass collided with the table. The man in front of her seemed a little impatient and was urging her in this way.
"Sun Qingyan and I broke up."
"Just yesterday."
Lu Jingxu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then a muffled chuckle escaped from his chest.
Zhao Jing seemed a little surprised by his reaction, and her eyelashes trembled.
"There's been a lot of fighting going on up there lately, as you know. Even Old Man Han has stepped in to fight for the position of the Sixth Division. Sun Qingyan and I were originally contracted lovers, so I think we're breaking up now, which is within your expectations."
"As expected...? I'm not particularly interested in things I expect. If that's all you want to talk about with me today, then I'll take my leave."
Just as Lu Jingxu was about to stand up, Zhao Jing stopped him with the next sentence.
"You won't have anything to eat if you go back now. I've already told Su Yinyin that you won't be able to eat if you don't go back."
Lu Jingxu paused, turned his head, and a cold look reached his eyes.
"You told her."
"Why? I'm worried that she'll misunderstand our relationship."
Zhao Jing stood up and walked in front of Lu Jingxu, and a rich scent of jasmine was brought by the wind.
"If Su Yinyin didn't have that face, would you still keep her around?"
Her voice suddenly rose, her fingers climbed up the man's chest, and the love in her eyes could not be concealed.
Unexpectedly, the next second, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist and threw her aside.
Her pupils trembled slightly. "If it weren't for me, would you have even glanced at her when you met her? Lu Jingxu, you've lived a life of luxury since you were a child. You must know how cheap fakes are..."
Lu Jingxu's narrow eyes reflected a cold light. He stared at her and said seriously, "Zhao Jing, I don't care what tricks you used in the past. Until I know the truth, it's best to stay away from her."
"What truth? What did you know? Did Su Yinyin tell you? Do you believe what she said?"
Lu Jingxu ignored her madness and walked out.
Zhao Jing's expression twisted instantly. She laughed sarcastically and said, "For someone who sees herself as a substitute, do you really think Su Yinyin will truly stay by your side?"
He paused, but ultimately left without looking back.
──
Su Yinyin played mobile games for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, she ordered some takeout. While cartoons were playing on TV, she ate fried chicken with relish.
At this time, the housekeeper and the aunt had both gotten off work early, and she was the only one at home, so she took off her shoes, put her feet on the sofa, supported her head with one hand, and gnawed on a chicken leg with the other.
It’s said that being rich is good. Once you sit on the sofa in Lu Jingxu’s house, you can sink into it completely. It’s so soft.
Su Yinyin was lying comfortably on the sofa when she heard the sound of a thin rope at the door.
She turned on her phone and found that it was still early. Lu Jingxu shouldn't come back so early, so she just ignored it and thought it was just a fight between kittens and puppies.
He changed his position and lay on the sofa, swinging his legs, with the volume of the short video on his phone turned up very loud, and a chicken bone in his mouth.
After spitting out the bones, Su Yinyin suddenly found a pair of feet on the ground. She was so scared that she rolled off the sofa. When she looked up, Lu Jingxu's arrogant face was frowning.
He was looking at her with an expression that was hard to describe.
She quickly got up from the sofa, lifted her hair, and gave an awkward laugh.
"You're back so early? Have you finished your meal?"
"If I don't come back soon, you'll probably tear this house apart."
He glanced at the mess of fried chicken boxes on the table with disdain, then picked up a box and looked at Su Yinyin: "When I'm not around, you eat these junk foods?"
Su Yinyin was afraid that he would throw it into the trash can in anger, so she quickly snatched it away.
"Don't call it that! The little chicken sacrificed itself to save humanity's tongue coating and created the ultimate fried chicken. How can it be called junk food?"
Lu Jingxu didn't say anything. Although he still had an expression of disagreement on his face, he didn't have the urge to throw all the garbage on the table back into the trash can.
He glanced around his living room. There were the cute carrots and adorable bunny pillows Su Yinyin had bought online, and the cartoons blaring loudly...
For a moment, I had the illusion that I had broken into someone else's house.
"You—"
Su Yinyin looked up at him, a look of confusion on her face which was stuffed with fried chicken.
The words came to my lips, but for some unknown reason I didn't say them.
He rubbed his temples and sighed.
"Nothing, just eat it."
As he said this, he was about to turn around.
"Did you have meal?"
Lu Jingxu slowed down his pace, but did not stop.
"Um."
He answered.
There was a sound of a door closing upstairs, and Su Yinyin glanced upstairs.
His eyes stayed on the closed door for a long time.
He rested his head in a daze for a while, then lost his focus and got up from the sofa.
──
The night air is like the skirt of a girl taking light steps, running back and forth with the gusts of wind and the rustling of leaves.
Lu Jingxu sat on the recliner with his head tilted back, his eyes tightly closed and his brows slightly furrowed.
He had been maintaining this posture for half an hour without turning on the lights, leaving a crack in the window, allowing the night wind to blow on his face.
There were footsteps coming up the stairs outside the door. Maybe the girl was going back to her room to sleep - he thought.
But the next second, the voice came from far away and appeared at the door of his room, and his door was knocked gently.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
