Ruan Yiyi and her boyfriend left together, constantly looking back at Wen Xian until the final moment when she turned around and couldn’t help saying, "I hope we can meet again...!"
Wen Xian smiled but remained silent.
Some acquaintances may part ways forever with just one turn, let alone strangers.
Lu Xiao watched as Wen Xian kept gazing at their departing figures, his cold eyes deepening with understanding.
When they had completely vanished, and Wen Xian turned back, she suddenly met Lu Xiao’s probing gaze, causing her to pause and touch her cheek, hesitantly asking,
"...Is there something on my face?"
Lu Xiao slightly pursed his lips, and finally replied softly, "There’s nothing."
He hoped it was all just his own overthinking.
Ga Zhuo had already left earlier, and Lu Xiao turned to open the door, letting her in, but just as he turned, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist.
Wen Xian hugged him from behind.
Her cheek pressed against his back.
Her action suddenly softened his heart, and he held her small hand, turning his head to ask, "What’s wrong? Is it cold outside? Do you want to go inside and talk?"
But Wen Xian rubbed against his back, eventually moving to face him and hugged him, tilting her delicate face up to ask him,
"Where did you sleep last night?"
At that question, Lu Xiao paused for a moment, then said, "In the bed—"
"Bed my ass, you were sleeping in a chair outside."
Upon closer observation, a hint of fatigue still lingered in his eyes.
The Captain fell silent.
How could Wen Xian be truly blaming him? She was just too heartbroken for him.
He had been vigilantly guarding outside all for her safety.
Lu Xiao touched her head, his thin lips slightly opening, about to speak, but Wen Xian quickly interrupted,
"Don’t tell me that your past harsh training means nothing to you; this is different. All I know is that you are my husband, a mere mortal."
This time, Lu Xiao was at a loss for words.
Indeed, he couldn’t stop Wen Xian’s actions, especially since she was also concerned about the safety of the public.
Her intentions were good, but not everyone was necessarily a good person.
With a helpless sigh, Wen Xian said,
"From now on, I’ll try not to be alone with strangers."
While Lu Xiao wouldn’t say much, his actions were always with her best interests in mind.
Meanwhile, a white SUV was driving along an extended highway.
The driver was a man with golden hair and a cream-colored coat, while a woman with a delicate and beautiful appearance sat in the passenger seat.
At that moment, she rested her elbow on the window sill, twirling a strand of long hair around her finger and smelling it, her beautiful, misty eyes showing a hint of obsession.
The sight made the man driving shudder, and he bluntly complained, "Can you not look so creepy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the delicate and beautiful woman turned to him, her previously serene gaze instantly sharpening.
She kicked out ungraciously:
"Cut the crap. You can do whatever you want with others around her, but if you dare touch her, I’ll kill you!"
At this moment, where was the previously frail and delicate demeanor? She seemed like a completely different person.
Sugarcoating the pill, a smile hiding the sword.
The golden-haired man received a harsh kick and couldn’t help but curse,
"Do you believe I’ll tell mom about your fetish?"