Han Xi bit her lower lip, quickly packed up the medical kit, and the blush on her face hadn't yet faded: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your help just now. I'll be leaving first."
Lu Jinghan watched her hurriedly leaving figure, his distinct fingers brushing his lips, a smile of unawareness tugging at the corners of his mouth.
By the time they got off work in the evening, Chu Ci and Li Manman were already in the underground parking lot of the hospital. The three of them had planned to go for dinner and singing, to have some fun.
About twenty minutes later, the car stopped at a high-end private club. The privacy here is very high, so paparazzi usually can't get any photos. Because of this, many celebrities and wealthy people enjoy coming here to have fun.
After getting out of the car, the three of them walked inside together. Today, Chu Ci and Li Manman were wearing body-hugging skirts, paired with exquisite makeup, looking incredibly sexy.
Han Xi still wore her skinny pants, white sneakers, and a loose white T-shirt, exuding a fresh, different vibe compared to the other two.
After they ordered in the private room, Li Manman picked up the microphone on the table, letting herself loose.
Han Xi threw herself onto the sofa. She wasn't just tired but also very hungry. Looking at Li Manman swaying in front of the screen, she loudly asked, "Chu Ci, it's rare for you to be back, so why isn't Shi Yu with you?"
Chu Ci shrugged helplessly, sipping her red wine: "He's on a business trip, not in An City, but it's okay, he said he'd visit me in a few days."
Han Xi uttered an "oh," looking up at Li Manman swaying in front of the screen, suddenly feeling this moment very warm. Because Chu Ci's job required her to fly all over the place, the three of them didn't get to hang out together often. Moments like these, eating and chatting, felt both ordinary and blissful.
Soon the waiter brought the food in, and after eating, Han Xi went to the restroom.
Who would have thought that on her way back in the corridor, she'd run into that pervert Lu Jingchen again?
"Doctor Han, we really have a connection, meeting twice in one day. Why not join me inside for a drink?"
Lu Jingchen stood with one hand in his pocket, towering over Han Xi by a full head.
"Sorry, I'm not familiar enough with Mr. Lu to have a drink together."
With that, Han Xi was about to leave, but a pair of arms circled her from behind, gently but firmly pulling her into a hug.
"Doctor Han, you smell really nice." Lu Jingchen leaned close to Han Xi's ear, his breath mingled with the scent of alcohol, his hoarse voice carrying a playful tone.
Han Xi panicked a bit, desperately prying at Lu Jingchen's arms that were locked around her waist, "You pervert, let go of me, or I'll scream harassment."
"Doctor Han, go ahead and scream, see if anyone dares to mess with me?"
"You bastard, filthy pervert, lunatic... let go of me, help, help..."
Seeing that she was indeed screaming, Lu Jingchen raised his hand to cover her mouth, forcefully dragging her toward the private room. Han Xi struggled fiercely, tears welling up in her eyes from anxiety.
People in the private room heard the commotion outside and opened the door; the pungent smell of alcohol rushed out. Han Xi glanced inside—under the dim, flashing lights, men and women were mingling, and none of them looked like good people. Her heart sank instantly to the bottom.
"Oh, where did Young Master Lu abduct such a pretty woman from?" The man standing at the door spoke with a wicked grin, his gaze unabashedly scanning Han Xi.
"This chick is damn tough to deal with, but soon, she'll be crying under my crotch, begging for mercy."