Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Director Lu, Does It Sting?
Finally coming to his senses, Lu Hualiang’s face turned pitch black. “Xia Weibao, what do you mean by this!”
“Wasn’t it you who said you wanted to sleep in the guest room? I’m just helping you pack.”
Xia Weibao stated it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
With his snail’s pace, it took him forever to pack his bags—it was unbearable for her to watch.
If he wanted to leave, he should just hurry up and go. A grown man dawdling like an indecisive woman.
Just as Lu Hualiang was about to explode, Xia Weibao was already too lazy to bother with him.
“I have a competition today, so I won’t be entertaining you. Do as you please.”
Having said that, she hurried to wash up and get ready.
Lu Hualiang’s expression was gloomy. Did she already view him as a guest?
Fuming with rage, he turned around and headed back to the guest room, only to see two suitcases carelessly thrown on the floor, and he suddenly had the illusion that Xia Weibao was trying to drive him out…
This is outrageous—Xia Weibao, remember this!
He pulled out his phone, “Yang Li, forget about Lin Mier’s matter.
He wanted to see just how long Xia Weibao could remain so defiant!
Outside, public outrage was already boiling over. As soon as she showed up, those people’s criticism could drown her!
When she finds herself with nowhere to turn, he didn’t believe she wouldn’t come begging to him.
Throwing his phone onto the bed, Lu Hualiang turned and went downstairs.
He had only just reached the doorway when he doubled back, calling Yang Li again.
“Be prepared to act on my command at any moment.”
As he spoke, he paused, “Send some people to secretly follow Xia Weibao. Don’t let anyone attack her.”
Yang Li had just been puzzled—the preparations were made overnight, so why the sudden cancellation?
Upon receiving another call from Lu Hualiang, he was speechless.
There he goes, being haughty again.
Yang Li guessed it must be something Xia Weibao did to tick off his boss, now miffed.
If you can’t bear to see her hurt, just say it outright. If you’re concerned she might get injured, just say so.
Acting like a closed book all day, what’s the use of doing so much behind the scenes when she doesn’t even know about it?
When Xia Weibao rushed downstairs, Lu Hualiang was still eating his breakfast.
His gaze fixed straight ahead, he didn’t spare her a glance. It was clear to any observer that the two had entered a state of cold war.
Xia Weibao grabbed a piece of cake and walked out without even sitting down, let alone noticing anything off about Lu Hualiang.
The chill emanating from Lu Hualiang grew even colder.
Housekeeper Fu, who had been serving him since he was young, could immediately tell that he was upset, and specifically upset with Xia Weibao.
Quickly, he stepped in front of Xia Weibao, “Madam, aren’t you going to sit down for breakfast?”
“No, I’m rushed for time.”
Xia Weibao dropped a comment and hurried off.
Leaving behind nothing but a breeze.
Lu Hualiang’s face turned dark, “From now on, don’t call her madam again!”
He was curious to see how she would manage to hold her ground in this house without his support!
Housekeeper Fu wiped his sweat; it seemed they really had a serious fight this time.
“Yes, master. Miss Xia may be just in a rush; after all, she has a competition today.”
Somehow, that title sounded awkward to him.
Lu Hualiang’s brows furrowed slightly as Xia Weibao’s words from last night echoed in his ears; she was not comfortable with strangers touching her…
They were a legitimately married couple, and yet she referred to him as a stranger—how irritating!
And hearing the housekeeper refer to her as Miss Xia…
It was as if she had nothing to do with him at all.
She thinks she can get rid of him?
What are you up to now, master?
Becoming increasingly agitated, Lu Hualiang lost his appetite completely.
Picking up his suit jacket, he strode out the door.
When he arrived at the garage, he found Xia Weibao furiously pounding her fists on the Lamborghini…