Chapter 582: Chapter 582

The man’s voice had a hint of detachment, as if he was just casually making a statement, even his volume wasn’t very loud, but it carried an invisible threat and presence.

The young man across wore fancy clothes, clearly coming from a wealthy family, followed by several similarly affluent looking young men.

Upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, the man’s expression turned incredibly ugly. As one could expect, anyone would feel uncomfortable upon hearing such words, especially seeing a goddess who was almost within reach about to leave with him, and then suddenly a man whose identity was unknown interrupts, it made him feel as if, if he really obediently walked away, how could he still call himself a man?

Upon hearing this, the man immediately lost his temper, but just as he was about to speak, a young man beside him, looking somewhat anxious, quickly stepped forward and tugged at his arm. He then whispered something into his ear.

Lu Jingchen stood there clutching Zuo Yuqing’s arm, his gaze dark and unclear, his face almost expressionless, and as he looked down at the woman in his arms, a strange emotion flickered across his face but disappeared in an instant.

The young man, after hearing whatever his friend had whispered, changed his expression slightly, and although still unhappy, he opened his mouth with respect and awe, "Since Young Master Lu likes her, I’ll give Young Master Lu this face and won’t disturb you anymore!"

After saying this, the young man left with his friends, not lingering in Night City any longer.

Throughout, Lu Jingchen never spoke, instead, he looked down at the woman in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Yuqing, this is not a place for you to be. Don’t you know it’s very dangerous for a woman to come here alone?"

Gazing at the man in front of her, Zuo Yuqing unconsciously recalled the scene she had seen at the parking lot at noon today, Lu Jingchen naturally kissing Song Qiao, her breath hitched, and Zuo Yuqing adjusted her breathing, biting her lip, "Jingchen, if you guys can come, why can’t I? And what is our relationship that you need to control me ?"

Her following words carried a sense of coercion and oppression, almost as if she was interrogating.

"What is our relationship?" Lu Jingchen lowered his head, speaking slowly, his handsome face emanating a cold and aloof aura, naturally pouring out a strong masculine scent that enveloped Zuo Yuqing, his grip on her arm unconsciously tightening, his lips slightly curving into a smile, "Yuqing, what do you think our relationship should be? Ex-boyfriend and girlfriend? Or perhaps childhood friends who grew up together but ended up with nothing?"

His deep and inscrutable eyes were filled with mockery, and his tone was even more aggressive than hers, with a chilling coldness.

Gu Xicheng who had just rushed over didn’t understand, Lin Musen also didn’t understand, but Xi Mohan could grasp what Lu Jingchen meant with his words and gaze, Zuo Yuqing... actually understood, she just suddenly didn’t want to.

Her body stiffened for a moment, her lips moved, but Zuo Yuqing said nothing.

All those past issues were caused by herself, including her insistence on going abroad, her determination to stay in France for further studies, her insistence on acting, her insistence... on breaking up, and causing scandals with other men.

What kind of man Lu Jingchen was, she was not unaware. It was just that at the time, she took advantage of this man’s indulgence and pampering, making one mistake after another, each worse than the last.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two turning tense, Gu Xicheng quickly moved a few steps forward, approaching the two, and spoke soothingly, "Since Yuqing is also here, let’s sit down together and have a drink. It’s not safe for you as a woman alone, and we all know each other anyway..."

Lu Jingchen released Zuo Yuqing’s arm, his face returning to an indifferent expression. After glancing at her, he turned to leave.

Zuo Yuqing watched the man turn around, clearly catching the look he had given her. She touched her hair and her voice softened, even bordered on being submissive, "Jingchen, the scandal I was involved in with him was just to upset you a bit, to see what position I hold in your heart. There really is nothing between us!"

Lu Jingchen’s footsteps suddenly halted, then he turned around, his figure tall and straight, his thin lips parting slightly as he spoke, his emotions having calmed, his face emotionless and detached, "I know!"

Zuo Yuqing’s eyes brightened, just as she was about to speak, the man’s next words left her powerless to respond, her face draining of color.

"But, so what?" The tall and upright man stood there, one hand in his pocket, the other by his side, his face nearly expressionless, his tone cold without any fluctuation of emotions, "Actually, you and he are quite well-matched. It’s not bad for you to be together. We missed our chance long ago, after knowing each other, we never were that close, after all...I am already married now."

His tone was unhurried, yet his gaze locked directly onto her, as if she had nowhere to hide. When he said these words, the corners of his thin lips curled slightly, his smile somewhat mocking, it was unclear whether he was mocking himself or someone else.

Zuo Yuqing’s entire face turned pale, now that Lu Jingchen had made things so clear, how could she not understand the meaning of these words?

With a pale smile on her face, as the man turned to leave, she muttered with a bit of murmur, her voice not very loud, yet enough for the people around to hear, "So Jingchen, are you saying your marriage is actually to get back at me?"

"You can think of it that way!" Lu Jingchen casually dropped these words, not looking at Zuo Yuqing anymore, but speaking to Xi Mohan, who was standing a few steps behind him unaware of the time, with a mocking smile, "Go on and have fun, now that you’re back in An City, I’ll come out with you next time. I’m heading home now, Qiaoqiao is alone at home!"

It was unclear whether these words were intended for Xi Mohan or deliberately meant for Zuo Yuqing to hear.

Zuo Yuqing’s face was pale, she staggered a bit, her injured face watching Lu Jingchen’s side profile, yet unable to speak a word.

Xi Mohan responded indifferently, his handsome face always detached and graceful, "You just drank alcohol; it’s best to get a designated driver! Of course, if you’re not afraid of dying, you can drive yourself!"

Song Qiao was awakened by the sloppy kisses falling on her face, opening her eyes to darkness, barely making out a dim silhouette in front of her, the air filled with a strong scent of alcohol.

Song Qiao shuddered, about to scream, but then she smelled a scent that was familiar yet somewhat strange, and then she heard Lu Jingchen’s deep, pleasant voice, slightly raspy with drunkenness, "Qiaoqiao, don’t shout... It’s me, your husband!"

Song Qiao’s initially frightened heart settled, she pushed against his chest, turning her head to avoid his coming kisses, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? Have you been drinking? Get up first, I’ll go make you some hangover soup!" The most update n0vels are published on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱