“I’m having dinner with Mu Xian,” said the man as he changed a different set of keys, pretending that he came home merely to swap his ride . He turned and walked away as Lu Zhaoyang ran after him with her arms blocking the way out .
“You guys are drinking tonight, I see . But drinking on an empty stomach not only makes you drunk quicker but also brings harm to your stomach . You’ve been warning me about my stomach so you should eat some food before going anywhere . ”
“I don’t care if you made Peking duck, braised abalone or shark fin soup, I just don’t want to eat at home tonight . Would love some steaks, except you only know how to make Chinese . ” He snorted and swept one of her arms away .
“Did I ask you to eat MY food?” Shouted Lu Zhaoyang as she repositioned herself at the door, “You have your own chefs . Let them cook!”
I won’t believe that this man knows how to take care of himself now unless I witness it myself .
“Don’t forget about your debts . You have no rights in ordering me . ” He pushed her to the corner and left like a hurricane as the Benz zoomed away .
“…” She watched the gate closing with desolate clinks, wondering if she was not meant to be there that night . Huo Yunting would have probably stayed if she never showed up . At least the man would not be drinking .
“Wait . ” She remembered something as she took out her phone and searched through her Contact .
MU LAO ER
In relief, she found the name and dialed promptly, “Mu Xian! Where are you guys hanging out tonight?”
“What hanging out? My girl is graduating soon . I’m busy being her model for her final year project . ”
“I knew it!” She took her handbag and peeked through the closing gap, “Did Huo Yunting call you today?”
“I’m not his wife . You are . Why would he look for me? My girl is calling me . Talk to you later . ” And Mu Xian hung up .
Lu Zhaoyang, with a phone in her hand, ran at a speed growing which grew with her worry towards her man .
Okay, a traumatized boy heading somewhere, alone .
Where is he going and what is he going to do?
She got into her car and raced across the street immediately but right when she was about to make a sharp turn, her eyes spotted Huo Yunting’s car—driving pretty slowly along the road .
Perhaps the man saw her . A cigarette butt was tossed out of the window before the car darted away .
Geez, it’s as if I’m trying to get a boy to the meal table and I can’t give him a timeout in his room because he’s on a fancy car speeding on the road . And no one could stop him . I have to get hold of him as long as possible .
It was a race between the fast and the furious as they went up the hill and slid down promptly after . They went through the woods and the winding road . Eventually Huo Yunting’s car slowed down and stopped by a bar .
Lu Zhaoyang barely made it as Huo Yunting stepped through the door .
She got out of her car, locked it and clumsily sprinted into the bar, only to be choked by the thick smoke column from a stranger, “Sorry . ” The stranger muttered and walked away as Lu Zhaoyang squeezed herself through the crowd .
She looked around and tried to find him out of the crowd . It should not be that hard . He was the prince on a dark horse . She swore his charm would emanate and reach in a 100 meter proximity .
She could already feel the estrogen boiling among the single ladies inside the bar . She could sense their passionate gazes like fire that gashed upon his man as their breath rolled out in seductive commentaries .
One of the braver ones had already commenced her raid as she went to him for a conversation while grooving and wrapping her limbs over him with a glass of wine .
Lu Zhaoyang had been visiting places like this with Huo Yunting before . Nonetheless, seeing her man being clamped by another woman made her feel displeased somehow .
She bit her lips the moment she saw him smiling brightly— an exclusive privilege to other women than her .
That was when she did something unbelievable herself .
She marched to Huo Yunting and grabbed Huo Yunting’s arm with her eyes glancing over all the women around her man .
“I’m sorry but he’s taken . ”
The woman with a glass of wine chuckled as her eyes remained upon Huo Yunting .
“We don’t mind poly . The more, the merrier . Would you mind, my handsome man?” Huo Yunting gazed upon all the ladies sluggishly before stopping by Lu Zhaoyang . He withdrew his gaze soon after and was going to speak yet was interrupted by Lu zhaoyang .
“He doesn’t mind it but I do!”
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