Lu Jinghan touched the corner of his mouth still lingeringly, a smile spreading through his deep-set eyes.
As Han Xi waited for the elevator on the first floor, she coincidentally ran into Lu Jingwei and Lu Jingchen.
"Yo, isn’t this Doctor Han? Oh, no, I should call you Sister-in-law instead."
Lu Jingwei’s crimson lips held a vague smile, while her eyes carried a venomous malice.
Han Xi brushed past her indifferently and entered the elevator, followed by the Lu siblings.
"Sister-in-law seems a bit upset, could it be that my brother made you angry? How about I accompany you tonight?"
Lu Jingchen leaned closer to Han Xi, his playful voice filled with unabashed desire.
Han Xi looked at Lu Jingchen with disgust, feeling nauseated by even just a glance: "If you don’t want to end up bedridden after a beating from Jinghan, you better show some respect."
Lu Jingchen glared at Han Xi, humiliated and indignant: "You just wait, one day I’ll sleep with you and see what Lu Jinghan’s woman tastes like."
Han Xi let out a mocking cold laugh: "Try touching me, I fear you might not live to see tomorrow."
"Do you believe I can’t do you right now?"
Lu Jingchen threatened with sinister eyes, the more she resisted, the more he wanted her.
Han Xi wasn’t afraid, this was a hospital after all. In broad daylight, what could he possibly do to her? He was just indulging in his own fantasies.
"Brother, don’t cause trouble. If you touch her, Lu Jinghan will definitely kill you."
Lu Jingwei didn’t want unnecessary trouble either, lest she also gets dragged into it.
Lu Jingchen knew how much Lu Jinghan cherished Han Xi, but the more unattainable, the stronger the desire.
The elevator doors opened just in time, Han Xi shot them a sharp glance like a knife before stepping out and heading back to her office.
Lu Jingchen, infuriated, kicked the elevator and yelled loudly: "One day, I’ll sleep with you!"
Lu Jingwei frowned and dragged Lu Jingchen out of the elevator: "Don’t forget why we’re here today. With money, what kind of woman can’t you have?"
"Let’s go, quickly find that old geezer."
Lu Jingchen adjusted his shirt cuffs and followed Lu Jingwei towards the VIP ward.
As they pushed open the door to the ward, Lu Jingwei seemed like a different person, playfully sitting down by the bedside: "President Wang, is your hand still in pain?"
"What were you doing last night? Why didn’t you come to accompany me?"
Wang Ke’s low voice was filled with anger, his expression not looking very good.
"I wasn’t feeling well yesterday and rested early at home, don’t be mad."
Lu Jingwei’s manicured hand circled Wang Ke’s round neck, her eyes soft as if they could drip water.
You had to admire her skillful seduction, which she wielded with ease.
"You tease, my brother is still here."
Lu Jingwei playfully pushed Wang Ke’s hand away, signaling Lu Jingchen to quickly take out the photo.
Lu Jingchen, full of flattery, took the photo from his shirt pocket: "President Wang, I accidentally took a photo of your wife and thought this was a matter concerning your face and reputation, so I brought it over for you to see."
Wang Ke took the photo from Lu Jingchen’s hand, his face growing furious as his veins bulged—somehow, a green hat had been placed on him.