Lu Qingyan glanced down at her watch. Hmm, it was time. So she went to the bathroom, washed her face, and walked upstairs in her flat shoes.
Just kidding. In Xia Junyue's current state, if she went up there in sky-high heels, she wouldn't even be able to help him leave; she'd probably lose her ankle.
In the quiet, dark corridor, a handsome man in a black suit leaned against the wall, his face flushed. The cool marble wall seemed to bring him some clarity, but a closer look revealed that his eyes were still bloodshot.
Lu Qingyan's inner voice clutched a small handkerchief, looking heartbroken: "My uncle, who never seems to care about worldly affairs, has actually been forced into this situation. So pitiful, sob sob sob."
The system rolled its eyes: [Master, you'd better hide the excitement in your eyes when you say that to make it believable.]
Zhou Duoduo, dressed in a slightly revealing bright red dress, bit her red lips and approached Xia Junyue step by step with a pitiful expression. Perhaps because she had been pushed down by him several times before, there were large bruises on her arms, which looked quite creepy.
"Get out!" The usually calm and composed man was forced to roar out at this moment, which startled even Lu Qingyan.
Is this still the same man with a calm and indifferent expression? Now he's like a poppy, exuding a dangerous yet alluring aura.
"Uncle!" Lu Qingyan exclaimed and ran over, shoving Zhou Duoduo aside. Her big almond-shaped eyes glared at her angrily: "Who are you? What are you doing bothering my uncle? Can't you see he doesn't want you near him?"
Zhou Duoduo, on the verge of tears, looked at Lu Qingyan who had suddenly appeared and said, "Little sister, of course I was dragged here to keep him company. He's drunk, so naturally I have to help him find a room. Little sister, I know him quite well, could you let me help him?"
Lu Qingyan gave the pretentious woman a sarcastic look. It seemed that the woman hadn't heard her clearly. She had already said that this man was her uncle, but the woman still shamelessly came up to her.
Xia Junyue breathed a sigh of relief after recognizing the person in front of him as his little niece. He reached out and grabbed Lu Qingyan's arm, handing her a room key: "Mu Xi, don't worry about her, let's go!"
Large beads of sweat rolled down Xia Junyue's forehead, and the crimson in his eyes deepened.
Lu Qingyan took a few steps forward and kicked Zhou Duoduo in the stomach, knocking her to the ground, before helping Xia Junyue away.
Hmph, letting Zhou Duoduo off so easily would be too lenient on her. Even if Xia Junyue would deal with her in the end, I still feel unsatisfied. It's just that time; giving her a kick once isn't enough to vent my anger.
Xia Junyue was enduring great difficulty, but he was very clear-headed: the girl in front of him was his brother's daughter, his junior, and as her uncle, he could not lose his composure in front of her.
Little did he know that Lu Qingyan had already seen his loss of composure.
Fortunately, the room Xia Junyue chose was relatively close, and Lu Qingyan arrived in just a few steps. Xia Junyue rushed into the bathroom, turned on the cold shower, and let out a long sigh.
Lu Qingyan found a water glass, poured in hot water, added a few drops of spiritual spring water, and waited for Xia Junyue to come out and give it to her.
However, half an hour passed and Xia Junyue still did not come out. Lu Qingyan thought that the door was not locked, hesitated for a moment, and then carried the half-cold water in.
Xia Junyue leaned against the wall, soaking wet, his cold eyes now filled with lust, which, combined with his already handsome face, was truly captivating.
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