Chapter 434: Chapter 434: Scratches on the Neck Chapter 434: Chapter 434: Scratches on the Neck Xia Weibao’s expression on her face tensed.
She finished speaking, looking down, her gaze shifting, somewhat embarrassed.
She regretted inwardly, wondering how she had let it slip from her mouth.
Fang Lilin was so smart; he must have already guessed her relationship with Lu Hualiang.
Her heart thumped with uncertainty; if Fang Lilin asked, how would she respond?
She racked her brain for a strategy.
However, Fang Lilin said no more.
It was unclear whether he had guessed the truth or simply didn’t want to face it.
The two maintained their silence throughout the ride.
When the car reached the vicinity of Lu Garden, Xia Weibao got out.
She didn’t want Lu Hualiang to know she had dinner with Fang Lilin that evening.
Although her conscience was clear.
Watching her slender figure walk back, Fang Lilin’s eyes were filled with complex emotions.
His heart suddenly clenched, a heavy and uncomfortable feeling.
They… were they living together…?
When Xia Weibao returned to Lu Garden, Lu Hualiang had not yet come back.
After asking Housekeeper Fu, she learned he had gone out again after dinner.
“Madam, the master looked upset when he went out; I don’t know what happened.”
Xia Weibao answered, hesitated, but still pulled out her phone.
Just as she was about to call Lu Hualiang, she heard a maid outside greet the master.
Turning her head, she indeed saw Lu Hualiang walk in.
Her heart lifted with joy, but it froze upon meeting his eyes, cold enough to pierce one’s heart.
Lu Hualiang’s gaze swept over her.
Cold and piercing, indifferent like the water of the Dead Sea.
He glanced and moved on without lingering.
Then he walked past her and went directly upstairs.
Xia Weibao was baffled, unable to understand his behavior.
Turning her head, she just noticed blood on his hand.
Her heart gave a violent start. Was he injured?
She grabbed the first-aid kit and followed him, only to see Lu Hualiang sitting on the sofa, staring straight ahead.
Even though his face was expressionless, Xia Weibao could feel that he was angry.
And very, very angry.
She was so frightened that she dared not speak.
“Director Lu… What happened to your hand?”
As she spoke, Xia Weibao sat down beside him and placed the first-aid kit on the coffee table.
Lu Hualiang’s frozen, Dead Sea eyes fell on her.
When he noticed a small red dot on her neck and several scratch marks.
His pupils shrank violently!
His heart suddenly roiled like turbulent waves.
Those dark, stormy eyes, a tempest raged within!
The fury in him was like a devil breaking free from its cage, with ferocious claws ready to shred her into pieces!
This side of Lu Hualiang was something Xia Weibao had never seen before.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.
His eyes murderously fierce, “How did you get those scratches on your neck!”
Coming out of a hotel with another man and having such marks on her body, the conclusion was self-evident.
The mere thought of certain images made him want to kill!
His breathing stopped.
Xia Weibao was startled by his expression, her shoulders shrinking momentarily.
“Just now, I was bitten by a mosquito outside; I scratched it myself.”
“You scratched it yourself? Or did Fang Lilin help you scratch, huh?”
The dangerous tone and invasive gaze made Xia Weibao panic.
“Of course, I did it myself–what does Fang Lilin have to do with it?”
“Xia Weibao! Don’t push your luck!”
Lu Hualiang roared in fury and abruptly pulled her up, dragging her towards the bathroom.
Xia Weibao was startled by his sudden rage, her body shrinking back, refusing to cooperate.
Lu Hualiang, blinded by anger, lifted her up and strode into the bathroom.
Then he dropped her into the bathtub, grabbed the showerhead, and turned on the warm water to drench her.
“Clean yourself, wash off that man’s marks!”