Chapter 39
Jiang Qiao thought so, without even having time to pack up his test papers or change his clothes, he just put on a coat and went out.
166 called her several times but failed to stop her.
Only after getting on the bus did she have time to care about 166,
Jiang Qiao recalled the last time 166 detected Lu Xun going to the old factory to beat up the yellow-haired guy, and his eyes lit up: [Can you find out about Lu Xun's current situation?]
Use the system to face forward, not backward.
166 was very upset by her worldly attitude, but adhering to its sense of responsibility, it said honestly: [Out of respect for privacy, the system can only sense when the protagonist is in uncontrollable danger.]
Therefore, Lu Xun is safe now and nothing dangerous has happened.
Jiang Qiao felt a little relieved, but the inexplicable panic lingering in his heart still did not go away.
She held the phone tightly in her hand, but no one responded to the message she sent.
Hong Kong Coliseum.
In the private room on the third floor, Lu Xun carried a box of beer up to the door. No one answered after knocking on it. He patiently knocked three more times.
Someone in the box shouted: "Come in."
As soon as the door of the box opened, deafening music rushed into his ears. He felt a slight pain in his left ear and frowned barely perceptibly.
Lu Xun walked through the crowd with a calm expression, and placed a box of beer on the table: "Guest, enjoy your meal."
After saying that, he was about to go out.
The person sitting in the booth suddenly said, "Wait!"
"We ordered red wine, what is this you sent?"
As soon as this voice came out, Lu Xun understood everything.
There was no such thing as being too busy, and there was no such thing as delivering the wrong wine.
Lu Xun said calmly, "Go out and confirm it."
Peng Yang had worked so hard to set up this trap and lure the person here, how could he let the person go so easily before he had the chance to see him make a fool of himself?
"What are you confirming? I ordered red wine." Peng Yang crossed his legs nonchalantly, glancing disdainfully at the man in waiter's uniform in front of him.
I really don't understand what's so attractive about him except for his face, which smells so disgustingly poor.
"You, waiter, didn't hear what our brother Peng said, and you are still sure. I think you are deliberately evading responsibility."
"That's right, why don't you apologize and get out now." Someone echoed.
You spoke back and I spoke back, without disguising the malice and disdain in your tone.
However, the people at the center of the storm always remain calm, proudly independent, making them look like jumping chickens.
Peng Yang sneered: "How can an apology be enough? You wasted my time. Can an apology solve this problem?"
"What do you want?" Lu Xun said calmly.
Peng Yang pointed at the wine on the table and said, "How about this? I'll give you two bottles. Drink them up and we'll forget about this."
It's not that hard to finish two bottles of beer, it's more of an insult, anyone can tell.
The people present also came to their senses and realized that the waiter had a grudge against Peng Yang and that Peng Yang was deliberately making fun of him.
However, no one spoke up to help. A group of playboys who were hanging out together only made fun of ordinary people.
Everyone showed an expression of watching the fun, and some even started to make a noise, telling Lu Xun to stop dawdling and drink quickly.
"Brother Peng gave you this wine as a reward, but you won't be able to afford it in your lifetime, so why don't you drink it quickly."
"Hahaha, he got it cheap."
Amidst the mocking and strange looks from the crowd, Lu Xun picked up a bottle of beer, drank it all, then picked up another one and drank it all without stopping.
The bitter beer raged in my stomach,
His eyes showed no emotion as he looked at Peng Yang and said in a flat voice, "Thank you, Mr. Peng."
Peng Yang's sense of superiority and self-esteem were greatly satisfied. He thought Lu Xun was a tough guy.
That's all.
"I really don't know what Qiaoer likes about you." He said sarcastically.
Lu Xun raised his eyes suddenly, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. It was not like the cruelty that an eighteen-year-old high school student could show.
For a moment, Peng Yang almost thought that the waiter was going to punch him.
However, Lu Xun just threw the beer bottle into the trash can and walked out of the box.
The manager was waiting downstairs, feeling uneasy. He looked up from time to time and saw Lu Xun coming down safely.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and wanted to walk over, but then stopped and rubbed his hands, as if he wanted to say something.
Lu Xun didn't give him a chance to speak: "The wine has been delivered. If nothing else, I'll leave first."
Never mention what happened upstairs.
The manager nodded dryly, unable to say anything.
He was the one who tricked people here, and although he was forced to do so, Lu Xun came because he trusted him.
The manager did not regret it, but he still felt a little guilty. However, this guilt was too insignificant compared to his bar business.
Lu Xun understood this principle, so he didn't plan to waste his breath to explain it in detail because it was meaningless.
The bus could not go directly to the Hong Kong Coliseum, so Jiang Qiao got off at the bus stop about 200 meters away from the Hong Kong Coliseum and ran towards the Hong Kong Coliseum without stopping.
After running for only two steps, I saw Lu Xun walking out of the Hong Kong Coliseum with a bag on his back.
Lu Xun obviously saw her from more than a hundred meters away. He paused and the anger in his brows faded.
"Why are you here?" Lu Xun walked quickly to her and held her hand. Her hand was icy cold to the touch and his face darkened.
The expression on his face wasn't very good because of her, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.
Jiang Qiao finally let go of her worries. She put her hand into Lu Xun's pocket and said, "I missed you..."
She was so soft in her coquettish manner that Lu Xun couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. He took off his coat, and he was only wearing a black sweater.
Jiang Qiao refused: "I don't need it..."
"Put it on." Lu Xun put it on for her forcefully.
The warm, soapy coat surrounded her, and Jiang Qiao couldn't help but take a deep breath.
But I smelled a faint smell of alcohol from the fragrance of the soap.
"Have you been drinking?" she asked puzzledly.
Lu Xun shook his head and answered quickly: "No."
How come you smell of alcohol if you haven't drunk any alcohol?
Jiang Qiao came up to him like a puppy to smell his scent, but before she could get close, Lu Xun poked her forehead with amusement: "What are you doing?"
"Let me hear whether you have drunk it or not." Jiang Qiao said righteously.
“…………No.” Lu Xun did not intend to tell the girl what happened in the box.
There's no need to make another person worry about something he can handle on his own.
"Maybe the wine got on my clothes accidentally."
There was no flaw. Jiang Qiao had no reason not to believe it. Although she still felt that something was wrong, she couldn't find it at the moment.
Jiang Qiao was a little depressed until he got home.
Lu Xun cooked dinner. He stood in the kitchen, and there was no room for another person.
Jiang Qiao leaned against the door and watched him cook, looking from his bony fingers to his back that was almost protruding from the bones.
She suddenly realized, when did Lu Xun become so thin?
(End of this chapter)
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