Chapter 289 Encountering Unlucky Things
Hearing the familiar voice, Lu Shiman looked up and said, "Hey, you're not dead yet."
Lin Yanxin's fingers hanging at her side suddenly curled up, and her nails dug deep into her palms.
Her back was straight, but her neck was curved in a fragile swan-like shape: "I look like this now..." The last syllable trembled on her lips, and the overhead light just happened to illuminate the tears that were about to fall from her eyelashes.
"Nervous." Lu Shiman borrowed the fourth brother's catchphrase, put away the phone, and pulled Ji Linshen into the restaurant.
Qin Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at Lin Yanxin, took Huo Beiyan's arm, and deliberately stopped at the door: "You can't even say welcome, and you don't offer training in such a big restaurant?"
"Hey, Jiaojiao, why bother making things difficult for an idiot? An idiot can never say nice things." Lu Shiman seemed to be blaming Qin Jiaojiao, but actually he was scolding Lin Yanxin.
Lin Yanxin took a deep breath, her character was almost broken. If she hadn't known in advance that Gu Nian and Fu Boyang were coming, why would she do this weird part-time job?
Ever since Fu Bowang returned the eight-digit sum to Lu Yannan a few days ago, his attitude towards her has become a little subtle.
Love is still love, but the money is always used as an excuse.
She deliberately sent a text message to Fu Bowang saying that she would return his money, and then got their itinerary from Gu Nian, waiting for Fu Bowang's sympathy.
As long as she pretends to be pitiful and tough enough, Fu Boyang will definitely soften his heart.
Pretending to be pitiful is Lin Yanxin's most adept skill, and she has also gained a lot of convenience and benefits from this trick.
However, this trick that always works is of no use to the Lu brothers and sisters.
Restraining his emotions, Lin Yan glanced at the two men in front of him calmly.
She pressed the tip of her tongue against the soft flesh of her lower lip, forcing the whimper in her throat into a thin gasp. By turning sideways to adjust her cheongsam, she twisted her slender waist into a gentle yet deliberate angle.
The slit opens wider as the arm is raised, revealing the fair skin of the thigh.
"I'm...I'm sorry..." She was about to cry, her right hand frantically grabbing the buttons on her collar, while her left hand pulled the material on her left shoulder down half an inch while wiping her tears.
When Lin Yanxin caught a glimpse of the two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly staggered and fell towards Lu Shiman.
At the moment when the other party fell, Ji Linshen pulled Lu Shiman into his arms and took half a step back.
He held her with one arm and looked at the trembling body about to touch the ground with cold eyes: "Dirty."
He raised his other hand and waved it casually. The bodyguard not far away immediately rushed forward and grabbed the back of Lin Yanxin's collar as if he was picking up an expired item.
Two pearl buttons broke and fell at Huo Beiyan's feet. He kicked them away in disgust and rubbed the sole of his shoe as if he thought they were dirty.
Lin Yanxin looked at Fu Boyang's slowly approaching figure, and surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Fu..." Just as the whisper came out of her throat, the bodyguard suddenly exerted force with his tiger's mouth, leaving a purple mark on her jaw.
"Miss Lin has hypoglycemia." Ji Lin stared at the reception girl next to him: "Send her to get 20 glucose transfusions."
The shivering little girl squatted down and picked up Lin Yanxin's dropped work badge: "Sir, you are really kind-hearted. She just said she was dizzy."
There were sporadic sneers coming from behind, and a few waiters took a peek at the farce while wiping the glass.
They had long been fed up with Lin Yanxin's attitude that everyone owed her something.
Every time they act like this, the work that belonged to Lin Yanxin would fall on them.
Qin Jiaojiao glanced at the name tag on the little girl's chest and wrote down the name.
"Hurry up, I'm starving." Qin Jiaojiao curled the corners of her lips and pulled Huo Beiyan inside.
Lu Shiman turned around and could no longer see Lin Yanxin, but instead saw two unlucky things.
Ji Linshen held her waist and walked inside.
"Where did the bodyguard come from?" Lu Shiman glanced at Ji Linshen. They obviously didn't bring bodyguards when they went out.
"I've been hiding behind you." Ji Linshen chuckled and tightened his arms around her waist.
"It's really hard to be your bodyguard. You have to stay awake all the time. Fortunately, I'm your financial backer." Lu Shiman teased and reached out to gently twist his hand on her waist.
As the two stepped into the corridor, they heard a familiar voice behind them.
"Lu Shiman!" Fu Bowang saw her at the door. Seeing how intimate she was with Ji Linshen, a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart.
Gu Ze's gaze fell on the place where Lin Yanxin had just stood.
He always felt that the person who was taken away looked familiar, but he couldn't be sure because he didn't see his face.
Gu Ze didn't dare to confront Ji Linshen. He wiped the cold sweat from his temples by stroking his hair and deliberately fell behind Fu Boyang.
Fu Boyang quickened his pace and stood in front of Lu Shiman. His eyes swept over Ji Linshen beside him, his nostrils flaring slightly and his eyes full of disdain.
Why should he take seriously a person who is about to fail?
"You're not dead yet. I thought the grass had grown on your grave." Lu Shiman hadn't seen Fu Boyang for a while.
I thought he was dead, what a disappointment.
"Lu Shiman!" Fu Boyang's eyes were about to burst: "Why are you still with him, don't you know that he..."
Seeing him take two steps closer, Ji Linshen pulled Lu Shiman behind him and kicked him hard.
Fu Bowang didn't expect Ji Linshen to suddenly attack him. Before the severe pain in his ribs subsided, he had already knocked over the dessert cart.
Cake batter was on the cuffs of his tailored suit, and he tore off the entire place setting as he steadied himself by grabbing the tablecloth.
Ji Linshen protected Lu Shiman as she retreated to the wall, placing her palm between the back of her head and the tiles.
He glared at Fu Boyang's embarrassed look and sneered, "You should go to the children's playground and learn how to stand steadily."
Fu Boyang bent over and covered the part that was kicked, staring at Ji Linshen intently: "Mr. Ji didn't learn anything else, but he did learn that the Lu family would fight whenever they disagreed."
Ji Lin snorted coldly, his eyes so cold that they seemed to freeze people to death: "I have learned more than just this."
Fu Boyang took a breath and sneered, "It seems that Mr. Ji didn't learn anything from living with dogs when he was a child..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Linshen felt that the hand in his palm suddenly became stiff, and Lu Shiman's nails were digging deeply into his palm.
Before anyone could react, Lu Shiman had already moved and shook off Ji Linshen's hand.
She took two steps forward, picked up an intact plate from the dessert cart, and slammed it hard on Fu Boyang's head.
Amid the crisp sound of porcelain fragments cracking, her back teeth were sore from biting them, and she didn't even notice that her shoulder had hit the corner of the dining cart due to excessive force.
Blood instantly gushed out from Fu Bowang's head.
Lu Shiman stared at Fu Boyang, his tone cold: "If you dare to say another word to him, next time it won't be the plate that gets smashed."
Her breathing was rapid and shallow, her chest heaving violently, and her eyelashes were wet and clumped together by the moisture welling up in her eyes.
Without waiting for Fu Boyang to react, she pulled Ji Linshen and turned into the box.
Before entering the box, Ji Linshen turned around and glanced at Fu Boyang, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person.
Just as Fu Bowang was about to rush forward, he was carried out of the restaurant by bodyguards who appeared out of nowhere, along with Gu Ze.
Lu Shiman's hand was shaking from the force he was holding.
Her nails left a crescent mark on the back of his hand, and then she suddenly let go, as if she was frightened by her own uncontrolled strength.
Fu Bowang's words echoed in her mind again and again, and those words compressed the pain in her chest into dense thorns.
Lu Shiman's gaze was glued to the shadow of Ji Linshen's profile. When he lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple slid slightly, and his eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes.
She suddenly clenched her cuffs, her nails digging into her palms through the fabric, as if this could block the dull pain rising from her chest.
Ji Linshen held her hand and squeezed it gently as if to comfort her.
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