Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 869 - 331: [Heartbroken Fairy Tale] Fleeting Shadows (Part 6)_3
The dark aura around Lu Huai’an seemed to fade in just a few minutes; his hawk-like eyes returned to their usual calm, but the ice within still spread outward.
He stroked the girl’s hair with a deep voice soothing, "It’s okay now. Once Lun Jun brings the clothes, I’ll take you home."
Lin Chu didn’t know how to explain.
When that door opened, the beast hidden within Lu Mingchuan was released. All her struggles were suppressed. Before Lu Mingchuan, who was pressing on her, fell to the floor, his lips landed on her neck.
Barely clothed, ambiguous marks of green and purples spread across her skin.
In such a scene, any explanation seemed pale and weak.
As Lu Huai’an stood up, she raised her hand to grip the hem of his shirt tightly, slowly lifting her head, her pale lips moved slightly, her voice hoarse, as if it scraped through her throat carrying threads of blood, "...I didn’t...I didn’t..."
Didn’t what?
Not sleep with Lu Mingchuan?
Lin Chu suddenly couldn’t continue speaking; such words, who would believe them?
Lu Huai’an looked down into those eyes filled with crystal tears, yet still bright, and his heart suddenly surged with bone-eroding pain.
A deep voice soaked with huskiness, "I know."
He leaned down, intending to kiss the girl’s lip corners for comfort, but she dodged as if encountering a ferocious beast.
The dark eyes deepened in gloom.
Lu Huai’an did not persist, only pulling the suit jacket covering the girl tighter around her.
As he started to walk away, the coldness hidden within began to seep out.
...
Lu Mingchuan never wears the clothes he changes out of; this suite was just a temporary resting place for him, with no spare clothes.
But with the Old Sir Lu present, he naturally couldn’t be half-naked.
He quickly tidied up in the bathroom, put on a bathrobe from the shelf, and washed the bloodstains from the corners of his mouth.
The bloody taste in his mouth had already spread into his throat, and the water he spat out after rinsing was bright red. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Tsk tsk, it seems Fourth Brother is indeed quite angry.
He opened the bathroom door and walked over to sit in an empty chair, speaking apologetically, "Grandfather, Huai’an, I’m sorry, today’s incident was because I drank too much, it has nothing to do with Xiao Chu."
The implication of his words was that something indeed happened.
The lascivious atmosphere in the room had dissipated, replaced by a strong smell of tobacco.
The person smoking was the authoritative Old Sir Lu.
Lu Huai’an sat on the sofa, his long legs encased in black suit pants crossed, polished leather shoes reflecting a bright shine, the cuffs of his shirt missing buttons from the vigorous action a few minutes ago.
With cold, stern features and an expressionless face, his whole being seemed steeped in darkness.
Even as sunlight spilled into the room, it still couldn’t dispel the bone-eroding undercurrents of darkness.
His dark eyes slightly narrowed, all emotions concealed, his indifferent voice devoid of warmth, "Speak clearly if you’re going to speak, I don’t have the patience to wait."
Lu Mingchuan didn’t doubt that if Old Sir Lu weren’t present, his Fourth Brother would’ve probably already had a gun to his head.
However, the most important person was Old Sir Lu, he definitely had to be present.
If Old Sir Lu hadn’t come to inspect the club today, none of this would have happened.
Lu Huai’an’s arrival was actually an accident.
"Then I won’t hide it, I’ll first apologize to Huai’an, I... I’ve liked Xiao Chu for many years, and when I returned to the country, you were already married. I didn’t want to cause you and your wife any trouble, which is why I always kept my distance from Xiao Chu."
At this, Lu Mingchuan paused for a moment.
Raising his gaze toward the inner room, even though his position couldn’t see the people inside, his eyes held a warm tenderness.
"Feelings, the more you suppress them, the more they grow wild. Alcohol can dispel worries but can also erode one’s reason, I... couldn’t help myself."
The cigarette in Old Sir Lu’s hand burned to the end, and he lit another one.
The blue-white smoke spiraled upwards, the wrinkles between his thick brows deepening.
Lu Huai’an’s thin lips curled into a mocking arc, asking leisurely, "You only returned to the country a year ago, spent the past thirty years abroad, when did you develop these feelings for Xiao Chu?"
On the surface, Lu Mingchuan seemed to take all the blame onto himself.
But in reality, he was pushing Lin Chu into the eye of the storm.
The Lu Family’s biggest taboo is brothers turning against each other over a woman.
Even if Lin Chu did nothing wrong, even if she too was a victim to a certain extent, in the end, the spearhead would fall on her.
