Chapter 69: Are You Jealous?

It turned out she wasn’t hallucinating. He had been there since the banquet.

She remembered how Shen Yu’s gaze kept drifting towards the closed door when he was talking to her.

Looking at his back, her heart was filled with something.

When Li Ze saw Lu Jing Zhou, he ran away in a panic because he couldn’t afford to mess with this man.

Lu Jing Zhou narrowed his cold eyes slightly and turned his head slightly, “Wait for me here.”

After saying that, he chased after Li Ze in a few steps, kicked him to the ground, grabbed him by the arm, and pressed him against a tree.

He clenched his fist and punched him in the face, one punch after another.

Li Ze had no chance to beg for mercy or fight back.

The heavy fists landed on his face, his mouth filled with a fishy taste, his head buzzing, and Lu Jing Zhou’s figure in front of him became blurry.

At this moment, Lu Jing Zhou was like a devil crawling out of hell, a stark contrast to his usual gentle and jade-like appearance.

He hit hard, every punch landing on flesh, beating Li Ze to death.

Mu Luo Xi, who had come to her senses, looked at Lu Jing Zhou, who was a few meters away, and quickly ran over, “Lu Jing Zhou, stop it.”

But he seemed to be unable to hear Mu Luo Xi’s call. The force of his punches grew heavier and heavier, his knuckles stained with warm liquid.

Mu Luo Xi wasn’t feeling sorry for a man like Li Ze. It was just that Lu Jing Zhou should be spotless. Li Ze deserved to die, but he shouldn’t dirty Lu Jing Zhou’s hands.

Lu Jing Zhou’s eyes were bloodshot. Li Ze had been beaten unconscious and was no longer conscious. He was afraid that Li Ze would be beaten to death by him if he continued like this.

Mu Luo Xi stepped forward, grabbed Lu Jing Zhou’s raised hand, and said in a panic, “Lu Jing Zhou, let go.”

A glimmer of clarity returned to Lu Jing Zhou’s eyes. He released Li Ze’s hand and took a few steps back.

Without support, Li Ze slid to the ground, showing no signs of life.

Mu Luo Xi released Lu Jing Zhou and stepped forward to check on him. She had just taken a step when he suddenly pulled her back, pulling her into his arms.

Lu Jing Zhou tightened his arms around her, as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

He rested his chin on Mu Luo Xi’s neck, his voice hoarse, “Don’t worry, he won’t die. If he wants money, give it to him. Is it fun to gamble with your own safety?”

His voice was a little cold, with obvious anger.

Listening to his voice, Mu Luo Xi felt a tightness in her chest, her nose felt sour, her throat tightened, and tears slid down her cheeks, “He doesn’t deserve it.”

“Are you sick?” Lu Jing Zhou frowned, angry and helpless.

Mu Luo Xi’s body stiffened. She remembered that day when she was drunk and called Lu Jing Zhou. A woman answered, and he was taking a shower at the time.

She pushed Lu Jing Zhou away abruptly and wiped her tears indiscriminately, “Yes, I’m sick. What does it matter to Mr. Lu whether I live or die? Mr. Lu is so concerned about a woman. Won’t your girlfriend be jealous?”

She couldn’t control herself. As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. Lu Jing Zhou was the one she pushed away. What right did she have to question him? What right did she have to be jealous or heartbroken?

Hearing the word “girlfriend,” Lu Jing Zhou frowned.

Tears couldn’t help but fall down one after another. Mu Luo Xi lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Jing Zhou, “I’m sorry, I lost my composure. Thank you, Mr. Lu, for today. I have something to do. I’ll go first.”

She turned to leave, but Lu Jing Zhou stepped forward, blocking her way, grabbing her wrist, “Mu Luo Xi, make it clear. Where did I get a girlfriend?”

She was stunned, her heart ached, “That day I called you, a girl answered. You were taking a shower at the time. Doesn’t that mean anything?”

Lu Jing Zhou took out his phone, checked his call log, and after about two minutes, he found Mu Luo Xi’s phone number. The time was the day he attended the press conference.

That day, he had drunk some wine, not enough to get drunk, but he was full of alcohol. He had a contract to discuss later, so he took a shower at the company. Time was tight, and he didn’t have any spare clothes, so he asked the male staff downstairs to buy some clothes.

Later, the HR manager brought them over when she delivered the documents to him.

Lu Jing Zhou chuckled and put out his phone, “Are you jealous?”

“Who… who’s jealous?” Mu Luo Xi’s cheeks flushed red, and her expression was unnatural. “It’s getting late. I’ll go back first.”

Lu Jing Zhou reached out and pulled her back again, “Wait for me for ten minutes. I’ll take you back.”

He called his assistant. After two minutes, the last thing he said was, “I don’t want to see him again. You know what to do.”

Mu Luo Xi looked at Li Ze lying on the side of the road. The “him” Lu Jing Zhou was talking about must be Li Ze.

She didn’t know why she was listening to Lu Jing Zhou. She obediently stood still, her gaze occasionally falling on him not far away.

Their eyes met, and Mu Luo Xi awkwardly turned her head away, not daring to look at him again.

Ten minutes later, a man appeared, greeted Lu Jing Zhou, then took Li Ze into the car and drove away.

“Let’s go.” Lu Jing Zhou walked over to Mu Luo Xi and took her hand, “Have dinner with me.”

Mu Luo Xi uncomfortably tried to break free from his hand, “Mr. Lu, it’s not appropriate for men and women to be so close… Also, I have to go back.”

The more she struggled, the tighter Lu Jing Zhou held her. In the end, she had to give up struggling.

“I saved you twice, at least.” Lu Jing Zhou looked at her sideways, “This is how you repay your savior, huh?”

Mu Luo Xi mumbled resentfully, but her heart was still warm, “I didn’t ask you to save me…”

“Luo Xi.”

“Hmm?” She looked at him, not understanding.

“That was a misunderstanding. The girl who answered the phone was the HR manager. She brought me the documents.” Lu Jing Zhou said seriously.

“I’m not anyone to you. You don’t have to explain to me.” Although she said that, she was secretly happy.

Lu Jing Zhou’s lips curled slightly. Looking at the little girl beside him, he didn’t care what she said, “Then why did you call me?”

Mu Luo Xi felt a little guilty and didn’t dare to look into his eyes, “I was calling A Yu. I accidentally dialed the wrong number.”

“That’s quite a coincidence.” Lu Jing Zhou said, “It just happened to be my number.”

Mu Luo Xi thought of something and stopped, “Lu Jing Zhou, I want to ask you a question.”

“Ask.” Lu Jing Zhou turned to look at her.

Mu Luo Xi looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she decided to ask, “That night… did you go to the hospital to see me? It was about a month after you went abroad.”

Lu Jing Zhou paused, holding her hand, and gave a soft “hmm.”

Although she already had the answer in her heart, hearing Lu Jing Zhou say it personally gave her a different feeling.

It was sour, it was warm…

“Then why didn’t you wait for me to wake up before coming?”

Lu Jing Zhou paused, his thin lips parting, “I thought you didn’t want to see me.”

The sentence carried complex emotions. It was just a simple sentence, but Mu Luo Xi felt a pang in her heart.

“Were you at Shen Yu’s birthday banquet all the time?”

“Hmm.”

She asked, and he answered.