The noise outside the door caught Wen Sining's attention. She forgot that there was still a sharp piece of glass in her hand. When she turned her head, her left hand was pulled to the right by the twist of her body.
She didn't see anyone, but scratched her left hand instead.
Blood dripped along the pattern on the side of the notebook onto the floor. The round drops of blood instantly split into pieces and spread on the floor, blooming like a blood - red flower.
She really had jumped from the jaws of a wolf into the clutches of a tiger.
Enduring the pain of the wound, she quickly cleaned up the broken glass on the floor. As time passed, the wound had scabbed over, so Wen Sining was too lazy to look for a Band - Aid to bandage it.
The sound of a car horn came from outside the window. She took a few quick steps to the balcony.
The servant opened the iron gate, and the Maybach rushed out.
Was he going to see his sweetheart?
Wen Sining thought. Besides a brief sense of emptiness, she actually felt quite happy. She could have a good sleep tonight.
...
In front of a single - family villa in a high - end residential area, expensive cameras were set up one by one. All around, it was surrounded by staff wearing various vests. The logos on their chests showed the newspapers they worked for.
A group of people on the ground were like giraffes, craning their necks to peek into the villa. Some nimble ones had already climbed up the big tree opposite the villa, occupying the highest point with a panoramic view.
Whoosh! The Maybach rushed into the crowd, forcing the reporters to move their cameras.
"It's Young Master Lu's car!"
A shout rang out from the crowd. The reporters were like a swarm of diligent bees. Holding microphones and carrying cameras on their shoulders, they surrounded the Maybach tightly.
Inside the villa, Yun Chutong stood in front of the French window, watching every move outside. She hooked her lips coldly, then picked up her phone.
After the phone rang once, Lu Luochen's voice came through, mixed with the shouts of the reporters.
"Chutong, don't be afraid. I'm already at the door."
"Luochen, I'm sorry. It's all my fault."
Hearing the voice full of sobs, Lu Luochen's heart ached as if it had been stabbed by knives and guns.
"You're not wrong. It's my fault that I couldn't protect you well. Stay at home and don't come out. I'll deal with these reporters."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Yun Chutong hung up the phone. She leaned her left hand on her right hand, holding the phone under her chin, and watched the scene outside the window with great interest.
Lu Luochen threw the phone onto the passenger seat and unbuckled his seat - belt.
The reporters outside the driver's door realized he was about to get out and quickly stepped back to get ready for the interview.
"Mr. Lu, are you and Amanda in a romantic relationship?"
"Was your kiss in the coffee shop today an announcement of your relationship to the public?"
Lu Luochen stood in front of the car. There were no less than ten microphones in front of him. Looking at their expectant eyes, his gaze was calm, deep and dark.
The flashlights around were still dazzling even in the daytime, and the sound of clicking cameras echoed continuously in the air.
Everything seemed to stand still, except for the reporters' mouths opening and closing tirelessly.
"Thank you all for your concern, but I reserve the right to remain silent on all the above questions. Also, all newspapers had better not fabricate false remarks. Otherwise, I will hold you legally responsible."
The reporters on the scene looked at each other. The first one to react took the lead, putting down the microphone and turning off the camera.
Then, one by one, all the reporters on the scene reluctantly put away their interview tools.
Lu Luochen was satisfied with their actions. Thinking about the person inside the house, he briefly wrapped up the situation.
"I'm very satisfied with your cooperation. In the future, I will invite the media present today to attend the press conferences of the Lu Group."
The reporters, who had been feeling dejected just now, instantly got excited. Although they couldn't release an exclusive news today, they had managed to get in the good graces of the Lu Group. With the opportunity to participate in the Lu Group's press conferences, they didn't have to worry about their performance in the future.
With smiles on their faces, they greeted Lu Luochen and disappeared around the villa within a few minutes.
"Luochen~"
Seeing the people leave, Yun Chutong couldn't wait to open the door and run out. She threw herself into Lu Luochen's outstretched arms, pressing her cheek against his strong chest.
Wrapping her soft arms around his waist, Lu Luochen brushed aside the hair that had fallen in front of Yun Chutong's cheek and gently stroked her face lovingly.
"Were you scared?"
On the first day back in the country, she had been surrounded by a group of reporters. After receiving Yun Chutong's call, Lu Luochen had rushed over immediately.
Raising her chin, Yun Chutong stood on tiptoe. She kissed Lu Luochen's chin. "Promise me that you'll always protect me in the future. You must come whenever I call you."
"Okay." Lu Luochen didn't even think for a second and readily agreed.
Yun Chutong pulled Lu Luochen into the villa, unaware that there was a pair of eyes watching them from the highest point.
It was dinner time.
In the Lu family mansion, the old master flew into a rage.
"Bring him back to me!"
He slapped his palm on the table, causing the dishes and chopsticks to shake.
Wen Sining stood on the stairs, looking at the angry old master.
How many times were these grandfather and grandson going to quarrel in a day?
She stood at a high place, looking out of the window. Perhaps even the weather could feel the pressure, for the wind had started to blow strongly.
Lu Luochen was forced to leave Yun Chutong and return to the Lu family mansion.
He left the Maybach at the door and strode angrily into the living room.
"Master, talk to the old master nicely. Don't quarrel." Along the way, Uncle Bai had advised him earnestly.
As soon as he entered the door, Lu Luochen saw Wen Sining on the stairs, smiling foolishly.
"Go up and call Sining down for dinner."
As soon as he said this, Wen Sining immediately responded, "No need. I can smell the food."
Moving her legs, Wen Sining pushed past Lu Luochen and plopped down at the dinner table. She swallowed her saliva greedily, secretly clutching the tablecloth with her fingers.
Lu Luochen disliked Wen Sining's appearance and deliberately chose a seat far away from her.
"Sit next to her." The old master said.
Wen Sining looked up, observing the two of them in confusion. She moved the stool next to her aside and slapped the chair hard. "Sit here. You can reach the delicious food from here."
As if she hadn't eaten for ages?
Lu Luochen resisted the urge to curse and reluctantly came to sit next to Wen Sining. His only insistence was to refuse to sit on the chair she had touched.
When everyone was seated, the old master picked up his chopsticks to signal that they could start eating.
Wen Sining was really hungry, and the food in the Lu family suited her taste very well. She rudely stuffed the food into her mouth and deliberately made noise while chewing.
"Eat more." The old master picked up some food and put it on the plate in front of Wen Sining.
With food in her mouth, as soon as she opened her mouth, the food sprayed out.
Looking at the food crumbs floating in the air, Lu Luochen slapped his chopsticks on the plate.
"I'm full."
Wen Sining was so scared that her face turned pale. She drooped her head and timidly put down her chopsticks as well.