189: The Misery Of Young Master Lu

The Misery Of Young Master Lu

2When the call connected and Lu Yanchen heard the male voice on the other end, his heart seemed as though it had sunk into the deepest ice cave in the world. He did not have to guess to know with whom she was right now.

He tugged at that perfectly cut collar of his fiercely, causing two buttons to be ripped off his white shirt. Closing his eyes, he gripped his fist so hard that it was trembling—this was the only way he could contain the burning flames in his heart and keep himself from punching at the ground with every last bit of strength he had.

Her voice that drifted over from the other end of the call was so cautious, seemingly even hiding a trace of guilt.

What was she being cautious about? Guilty about? She was the one who knew best… Was it because she was going to be late? Or did she want to ask for leave? Or perhaps, she had something to hide?

Harrumphing coldly in his heart, he remarked frostily, "I've got something on. You don't have to come today!"

With that said, he hung the call on her and tossed the plastic bag he was carrying in his hands right into the bin.

In it were the ingredients for the dishes that he had asked her to prepare for him today.

Even though it was summer, the pitch black sky that night contained zero stars in it. It was as though a murky darkness had encompassed the entire Heaven from the edge of the skies. Because it was late at night, it was quiet in the neighborhood save for the occasional rustling of leaves from the wind.

Seated in his car, Lu Yanchen was leaning back with a cigarette hanging loosely in his hands.

He wasn't smoking, merely watching the smoke swirl round and round. Sinking deep into his thoughts, the silky smoke had him feeling really desolate.

In actual fact, he didn't know how to smoke. But at times when he was almost driven to the brink of insanity with all sorts of thoughts and emotions, he would light up a stick and just watch it without smoking. After all, he would never forget about her reminding him that smoking was bad for one's body, and that he must never smoke.

But today, Lu Yanchen just felt like he really wanted to smoke that cigarette somehow.

When he took his first puff, he hadn't even inhaled the smoke when he coughed out chokingly, feeling a really stuffy and painful feeling in his chest. He was coughing badly as though he was about to cough his lungs out.

However, no matter how terrible this felt, it was nothing compared to the feeling earlier on.

A black sedan entered the neighborhood slowly before coming to a stop by the roadside as a man and woman came out.

Lu Yanchen's body exuded forth a harsh coldness as he flipped the cigarette in his hands around, twirling it between his long, slender fingers while glaring at the two people with an icy stare.

…

Coming out of Huo Zhan's car, Shi Guang raised the bag in her hand. "Thank you for the dress! Don't worry, once I get my prize money from the Flying Fish Cup, the first thing I'll do is to buy for you a makeup gift."

Earlier on, she had insisted on not having it. Even though she really fancied the dress, the price was truly too steep.

However, Huo Zhan insisted on gifting it to her. He didn't come from a really well-off family, and yet he insisted on spending the money. With no other choice, Shi Guang could only promise to get him a makeup gift in the future.

Huo Zhan placed both hands on her shoulders and said with a serious expression, "I'm dressing you up prettily in the hopes of you finding a boyfriend really quickly. When you break up with me then, I can use the excuse of myself being hurt deeply over you deserting me for someone else. That way, my mum will not force me anymore."

Looking at how he was caught up in his beautiful fantasy, Shi Guang retorted, "You had better just break up with me normally. Otherwise, auntie is going to tear me into two."

"Nopes! You're the one who's going to desert me for someone else. But, my mum will not make things difficult for you… She will only think that it's because I'm not good enough. But, if I were the one who deserted you… hoo boy, she's really going to rip me up."

"You're good! You don't even know when you're living in a blessed life."

"Alright, alright! I'm not going to harp with you anymore… I'll be going now."

"Be careful on the roads!"

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