Chapter 106 Are you looking for trouble?
When Jiang Tingwan pushed open the door, a tempting aroma of food hit her face.
She paused and glanced towards the kitchen - Lu Zhaoye's tall figure was standing with his back to her, wearing an incompatible floral apron around his waist. He was holding a spatula in his hand, stir-frying something skillfully.
Relying on his knowledge of lock picking, he could come and go freely in her house.
"Master Lu." She leaned against the door frame, crossed her arms, and teased, "Does Uncle Lu know that you do this kind of work in my house?"
Lu Zhaoye didn't even turn his head, his voice lazy: "If he knows, he will only regret not letting me come in the first place."
Jiang Tingwan was choked and speechless for a moment.
She walked to the dining table and found that several dishes were already placed on it, all of which were delicious.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't expect that Lu Zhaoye had this skill.
As she was thinking, she suddenly remembered the double-headed eagle tattoo on Wen Nian's back. Perhaps Lu Zhaoye would know something, so she asked, "Have you seen a double-headed eagle tattoo?"
Lu Zhaoye came out with the last dish in his hand. He paused when he heard this: "The double-headed eagle is the symbol of the largest mafia in Europe. Where did you see it?"
Europe?
Jiang Tingwan didn't answer, but picked up the chopsticks and tasted the dish. It was unexpectedly delicious.
She looked up at him and teased, "I didn't expect you to be so talented."
Lu Zhaoye snorted and didn't say anything. He just sat down opposite her and watched her eat the food he made with burning eyes. She was still very slow when eating, like a cute kitten. He almost wanted to rub her head, but he had a feeling that she would immediately dodge if he touched this cat.
Halfway through the meal, Jiang Tingwan's cell phone suddenly rang, and she remembered that she had a video conference.
She wiped her mouth hastily, sat on the sofa with her computer, and quickly joined the meeting.
Lu Zhaoye glanced at her, then stood up and went to the kitchen to cut the mango. His movements were sharp, and the blade cut through the flesh, oozing out juice and spreading a sweet aroma.
He walked to the sofa with the cut mango and sat beside her, watching her seriously attending the meeting. However, his eyes suddenly fixed on her - an ambiguous kiss mark was clearly visible on her fair neck.
"Are you born in the Year of the Dog?" She was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but she was afraid that the noise would be too loud and the people on the other end of the meeting would notice her, so she could only glare at him with gritted teeth.
His eyes suddenly dimmed, and his gentle gaze was shrouded in gloom. Jiang Tingwan didn't notice at this time, and he slowly put down the fruit plate in his hand.
The next moment, he reached out, grabbed her ankle accurately, and pulled hard, pulling her leg onto his thigh.
Jiang Tingwan was caught off guard, and this sudden action almost made her scream out.
She was shocked and angry, and glared at him fiercely with questioning eyes: Can't you see that she is in a meeting?
Lu Zhaoye ignored it, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
His fingers pinched her thigh gently, with a force that was both ambiguous and faintly punitive, as if he was venting some kind of dissatisfaction.
Jiang Tingwan felt embarrassed and annoyed, and subconsciously wanted to pull back her legs. However, Lu Zhaoye held her legs tightly like an iron clamp, making her unable to move.
"Lu Zhaoye!"
She lowered her voice and warned him through gritted teeth, her eyes showing not only anger but also confusion. She really didn't understand why he suddenly did such a ridiculous thing.
But Lu Zhaoye turned a deaf ear to it, as if he was completely dominated by some emotion.
He suddenly leaned over and without hesitation bit her calf, his teeth sinking into her skin, bringing a sharp pain.
Jiang Tingwan gasped in pain and subconsciously stretched out her fingers to pinch his waist in revenge.
Lu Zhaoye felt pain, but still refused to let go. Instead, he grabbed her hand and then bit her wrist, as if he was launching a childish and crazy "counterattack."
When their eyes met, Lu Zhaoye's eyes turned red, as if he was extremely angry and extremely aggrieved.
Jiang Tingwan didn't know what shocking move he would make in the next second, so she had to end the meeting hastily.
She closed the computer and looked at him coldly: "Are you looking for a scolding?"
When Lu Zhaoye heard this cold tone, his chest became even more out of control. He looked up at her with suppressed anger in his eyes: "Yes, I am a slut."
"You have so many people around you, but you just don't like me. I will still run to you desperately."
He didn't understand why she could still face him so naturally after doing this, or even if she mentioned it, she would find a reason to coax him. But she always looked indifferent, as if his emotions meant nothing to her.
Jiang Tingwan was really angry seeing him like this, but she didn't understand his inexplicable emotions, let alone try to comfort him.
She sat up straight and said in a cold tone: "We have nothing to do with each other, what are you trying to say?"
Lu Zhaoye's breathing stagnated, and his chest felt like it was stabbed hard.
Is this a joke? Why does she always look calm in the face of his questions?
He stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "You are so good, you better stay so cruel forever."
After saying that, he slammed the door and walked out.
In fact, during the previous incident with Wen Nian, he realized belatedly that there was no trace on her body, and it didn't look like anything had happened. She didn't explain, perhaps because she just went with the flow.
But what about this time? She didn't come back all night, and there was a kiss mark on her neck from someone else. She still looked like she didn't care.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He even had the urge to tie her up and lock her up so that she could never run away or offend anyone else.
But when he thought of her cold tone, he felt ridiculous.
No matter how good he treated her, she remained indifferent. He would never pay attention to this cruel woman again.
Jiang Tingwan looked at the slammed door and rubbed his brows tiredly.
She didn't understand why Lu Zhaoye had so many mood changes. There was nothing between them. She had already told him everything. Besides, they were just cooking and eating fruits just now. Why did he suddenly explode?
She took a deep breath, not wanting to think about it anymore, and lowered her head to continue processing the documents.
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