Chapter 560: Chapter 560

However, at this moment, a commotion suddenly arose at the entrance, and a group of well-trained bodyguards entered first, then stood on both sides as if waiting for someone to come in.

The one who came wasn’t anyone else—it was Lu Jingchen and Lin Musen.

Following behind Lu Jingchen, Lin Musen had a somewhat strange expression, which could be described as somewhat unsightly. But no matter how unsightly, it couldn’t compare with the dark look on the handsome face of Lu Jingchen in front of him, as if water was about to drip from it.

The aristocratically elegant man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, not a suit, but a thin long coat instead. A frosty look could vaguely be seen on his face. One hand was tucked in his pocket, the other hung by his side. His sharp gaze swept around the bar hall the moment he walked in, and then landed on the woman on the stage whose expression was less than pleasant.

Inside the bar, many people had already noticed the disturbance at the entrance. Even Gu Linyuan, who was about to approach Song Qiao, noticed Lu Jingchen’s arrival, and instinctively halted his steps, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the aristocratically elegant man at the door, with a clear darkness flashing in his pupils.

"Young Master Gu, isn’t that Young Master Lu?" Within the private room on the second floor where Gu Xicheng was, a man who had been paying close attention to Song Qiao on the stage spotted Lu Jingchen standing at the door, and couldn’t help but speak out to remind Gu Xicheng who was almost falling asleep while waiting.

At this point, Gu Xicheng was already getting a bit impatient, directly ordering his group to continue doing what they were doing before Lu Jingchen and his party arrived, just not to disturb him.

Upon hearing that person’s reminder, he suddenly stood up, his gaze falling straight on the person below.

At this moment, Lu Jingchen had already lifted his long legs and strode directly towards the stage, radiating an aura that said keep away. The scowl on his face intensified when he saw the woman on the stage.

Song Qiao didn’t feel the danger that was slowly approaching her because the spotlight shining on her only allowed her to see the black silhouettes below the stage, without a clear view of their expressions. At this time, she was continuing to work hard to create the atmosphere as the manager had instructed her to do earlier.

No sooner had Lu Jingchen stepped onto the stage and appeared in everyone’s line of sight than the crowd below seemed to have hit the pause button. No one dared to speak. Most importantly, the aura emanating from the man was too powerful, and some couldn’t help but inhale sharply. Chapters fırst released on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩

By the time Song Qiao sensed something amiss, it was already too late. Turning around, she saw the man who had somehow come up behind her with a dark expression on his face. Her slender arm was grabbed by the man’s large palm and yanked forcefully into his broad embrace.

Song Qiao was nearly startled into screaming by this sudden turn of events, but as soon as she breathed in the familiar masculine scent between them, her scream got stuck in her throat. The microphone dropped to the ground due to all the commotion, emitting an incredibly ear-piercing sound from the speaker, filling the entire bar and making people involuntarily want to cover their ears.

"Song Qiao!" The man’s hand clamped tightly on the girl’s arm, his other hand pinching her chin, his face darkening like it could drip water, his originally gentle voice carried a touch of coldness, "What are you doing here? Hm? Is this also part of your job? Are you that short on money?"

He had rushed here upon receiving Gu Xicheng’s call, having just landed from the plane in the afternoon and gone straight back to the company, without even taking a rest.

At this moment, the man’s body still carried a chill, and his hand pinching the girl’s chin involuntarily tightened, especially when he thought of Song Qiao standing on the stage earlier, smiling so brilliantly at the people below.

Song Qiao subconsciously raised her gaze to look at the man in front, directly meeting his deep and indifferent eyes, which also carried a hint of fatigue.

The man was wearing a pure hand-made white shirt, immaculately pressed without any flaws, and coupled with the aristocratically elegant noble temperament he was born with, he looked even more meticulous.

At this moment, the man who had always had a gentle expression, his handsome face and sharp features all tinged with coldness, even exuding a dark and oppressive aura.

Song Qiao looked at the man in front of her, feeling very unfamiliar, even for a few seconds under the illusion that she and he did not know each other at all.

Perhaps it was the pain in her chin that made her unconsciously furrow her brows, even feeling as if her chin was about to be dislocated by the man, her expression somewhat vacant, "How did you come?"

"Ha!" Lu Jingchen sneered, looking down directly at that exquisitely delicate face, which in his eyes was indeed enchanting, irresistibly lovable. Their bodies pressed close together, his voice carried a hint of indifference, "If I didn’t come, were you planning to spend the whole night here playing the gracious host?"

Unknown when, the microphone had been turned off, or perhaps it had already broken when Song Qiao accidentally dropped it onto the ground just moments before. Now, their voices were only audible to the two of them, while everyone else could only see the man with an angry face looking at the woman in his embrace, their posture very intimate.

Suddenly, the crowd below began to speculate about the identity of the two, and everyone just felt that Lu Jingchen looked somewhat familiar but couldn’t quite recognize who this imposingly presented man was.

Lu Jingchen is a man with a strong desire for control; anything he deems his must not be eyed by others. Without waiting for Song Qiao’s response after he spoke, Lu Jingchen grabbed her arm and headed straight for the door.

Because Song Qiao was wearing high heels and the man’s strides were big, as well as a bit too fast, Song Qiao nearly fell several times.

Seemingly realizing this, the man stretched out his long arm, his face gloomy as he half-encircled Song Qiao in his arms and headed for the door.

The bar manager, having heard that Lu Jingchen had come to Night City, hurriedly left his work to approach the bar. Just as he arrived, he witnessed Lu Jingchen half-hugging the hostess who had just been recruited today to manage the nightclub, causing his face to change, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet, "Young Master Lu, what is this...?"

Lu Jingchen half-forced Song Qiao into his embrace, squinting his eyes menacingly at the middle-aged man blocking his path, as a cold, dangerous air slowly permeated from him.

Just then, Gu Xicheng, who had rushed down, saw Lu Jingchen’s demeanor and immediately thought to himself that something was not right, quickly pulling the middle-aged man aside and saying, "Jingchen, take Song Qiao and leave first. I’ll handle the situation here!"

It was clear to anyone that Lu Jingchen’s mood at the moment was particularly bad – was this not like walking directly into the line of fire?

Unless this person had a death wish, the best choice would be to stay as far away as possible; otherwise, whether they would remain intact afterward would be a concern.

Lu Jingchen glanced at him indifferently, his face expressionless yet still holding anger, merely grunted in acknowledgment, and then continued to pull Song Qiao towards the door.

Lin Musen, watching the backs of Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao, couldn’t help but express his concern, "Just letting Jingchen take Xiao Qiao away , is it really okay?"

Lu Jingchen’s expression was truly terrifying; it seemed like they hadn’t seen such a demeanor from him in a long time.

This look... as if he were about to strangle someone to death, was indeed frightening.

With Song Qiao being taken away by Lu Jingchen just like that, could it really be fine? Could it be that if Lu Jingchen lost control, he would strangle her by the neck and kill her?

Gu Xicheng glanced at him indifferently, then said, "If you’re worried, you might as well follow them, unless you’re also tired of living right now!"

Lin Musen, "..." Valuing his life, he decided to let it go.

All one could hope for was that Song Qiao could read the room and not further fan the flames with Lu Jingchen.

Gu Xicheng didn’t bother with Lin Musen anymore; instead, he took the person in charge of Night City’s bar to talk about the situation involving Song Qiao. Musen, who had now lost any desire to sleep, was recognized by those with Gu Xicheng and was also invited into the private room.

After Gu Xicheng finished speaking with the person in charge, the latter realized the gravity of the situation, his back breaking out in a cold sweat, and his heart trembling incessantly.

Of course, Gu Xicheng did not tell this person that Song Qiao was Lu Jingchen’s wife, but just embellished the story of their relationship a bit, further explaining that Song Qiao was not someone any of them could afford to provoke. Fortunately, no major incident had occurred today, and since Lu Jingchen hadn’t heard about anyone suggesting that Song Qiao perform a striptease, this bar had narrowly avoided trouble.

Otherwise, if something had happened to upset Lu Jingchen further, it’s quite likely that the bar would have been smashed to bits.

Meanwhile, Song Qiao was directly pulled out of the bar by Lu Jingchen. The man’s face was still as gloomy as ever, looking like it could drip with water. Several luxurious cars were parked at the door, with bodyguards keeping a tight watch around Lu Jingchen, giving off a vibe akin to that of a national leader.

Opening the car door, Lu Jingchen suddenly pulled at Song Qiao’s hand and threw her into the car, the sudden pain transmitting through her hand caused Song Qiao to inhale sharply, draining all color from her face.

Song Qiao’s injured hand was initially bandaged, but because she had gone on stage, the bandage had been removed earlier, and it was the injured hand that Lu Jingchen had just pulled.