Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Xu Yan quickly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I'll be there soon, don't hang up your phone yet."

"Okay." Lu Zixing responded obediently.

After getting his answer, Xu Yan held the speakerphone tightly and ran to the dormitory quickly, saying as he ran: "Put some heavy objects in the door first, it can stop them for a while."

"it is good."

Lu Zixing stood up and pushed the table towards the door. After blocking it, he returned to bed. He picked up the phone and put it close to his ear, then continued to curl up, listening to Xu Yan's rapid breathing.

The people outside were still banging on the door frantically. The door had already started to shake and it looked like someone could break in at any moment.

The dormitory manager was nowhere to be seen.

Lu Zixing stared at the door, feeling extremely uneasy and looking very pitiful.

At this time, Xu Yan also ran to the bottom of the dormitory building.

"I'm ready, don't be afraid." Xu Yan panted and ran up the stairs three steps at a time.

Soon he arrived at the door of the dormitory on the third floor.

Looking at the people blocking the door, he said unceremoniously: "Get out of here."

Those who were banging on the door and those who were watching the show were all stunned when they heard the sound.

After turning around and seeing that it was Xu Yan, someone even spoke fearlessly: "Are you going to help Lu Zixing? Have you read that post? Do you know what kind of person he is? He's just a bitch..."

Xu Yan looked at the man in front of him as if he were a dead man, and interrupted him with a gloomy face and a cold voice: "How could I not know what kind of person he is? Is it necessary for you rubbish to talk about him here?"

"I'll say this one last time, get lost."

The man's heart trembled violently when he saw this. He inexplicably had a feeling that he would regret it if he didn't leave.

In the end, he could only run away in shame.

Everyone present had different expressions, and finally left tactfully.

After seeing how protective Xu Yan was of his child, they didn't want to bring trouble upon themselves.

After Xu Yan saw that they had all left, he said to Lu Zixing on the phone, "They've all left. Come and move the things away. Open the door. Be careful."

"Okay, I understand." Lu Zixing replied obediently.

Soon, the door opened.

After seeing Lu Zixing's miserable appearance, Xu Yan began to feel an endless chill around him, but he returned to normal the next second.

He walked forward and hugged Lu Zixing in his arms, as if he was holding a lost treasure, without leaving a single gap.

An indescribable regret rose in his heart.

Yes, regret.

He felt distressed.

He shouldn't have let him go and shouldn't have let him get hurt.

Knowing clearly that he was so weak, they still let him run into the wolf pack.

We should have taken him back at that time. It wouldn't matter even if he resisted. He was so soft-hearted when he was young. As long as he acted a little coquettishly and did some self-sacrifice, he would always be forgiven.

But it’s not too late and we can still make up for it.

He wouldn't let that happen again.

The moment Lu Zixing was hugged, his emotions finally lost control and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

His thin body was trembling slightly, and his voice was low, suppressed and sad.

The young man choked up and said quietly: "I'm not a mistress... They all say I am, I really am not a mistress... I'm not... But they don't believe me."

Xu Yan looked at the young man in his arms, and his heart felt like it was being pinched by an invisible hand. It hurt so much.

He gently patted the young man on the back and said with difficulty: "Okay, I know you are not, I believe you, I believe you..."

"I'm not afraid anymore... I'm not afraid anymore..."

Lu Zixing cried until she stopped crying, perhaps because she was too tired, and she fell asleep in Xu Yan's arms.

The young man was sweating all over, and his T-shirt stuck to his body, making him look even thinner, like a bullied kitten.

Very pitiful.

Xu Yan carefully carried the young man back to the bed, wet a towel, and wiped his stained cheek.

When helping the young man change his clothes, Xu Yan's breathing slowed down for a moment, trying his best to avoid the young man's delicate and soft skin. The whole process was patient and meticulous.

After changing his clothes, Xu Yan sat quietly beside the bed and looked at the unsuspecting young man. His originally cold facial features seemed to soften a little.

After a while, Xu Yan raised his hand and gently traced the contours of Lu Zixing's eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, where the young man's anxiety and fatigue were hidden.

His youth was subjected to cyberbullying, slander, and indiscriminate accusations by everyone.

A person is in a state of isolation and helplessness. He is tense all the time and dares not relax at all, for fear of falling into a state of collapse by accident.

Because it was useless to explain himself, no one believed him, and the grievances he felt were like shards of glass that he had to chew up and swallow hard, even if his mouth was full of blood.

Finally, he found someone who was willing to trust him and stand by his side, and he dared to relax and fall into a deep sleep, but he still felt uneasy in his dreams.

Xu Yan's eyes were dark. Don't let him know who was controlling this, otherwise he would let that person know the consequences of provoking him.

He withdrew his thoughts, bent down slightly, and kissed the young man's forehead devoutly with tenderness.

This kiss was involuntary and had nothing to do with love.

At this time, Xu Yan's cell phone rang.

He quickly picked up his phone and turned off the silent mode, then stood up, walked out to the balcony and closed the door to keep the sound out.

Only after finishing these things did Xu Yan answer the phone.

The person who called was one of the black-clad men who had followed Xu Yan before: "Master, all the posts have been completely deleted. We have sent lawyers' letters to those who maliciously insulted Master Lu."

“I believe they will soon realize their mistakes.”

"Also, we found out who was behind this. It was none other than Lu Yu, the young master of the Lu Group. He paid the paparazzi to take those photos out of position and then posted them anonymously."

After listening to this, Xu Yan suppressed the coldness in his brows and said fiercely: "Prepare a gift for the Lu Group, and entertain this young master of the Lu family separately, so that he knows that not everyone can touch you at will, and if you do, you will have to pay the price."

"Go check why Lu Yu suddenly targeted Lu Zixing."

The big man in black: "Yes, Master."

hang up the phone.

Xu Yan narrowed his eyes and slowly uttered two words, "Lu, Yu." Each word contained obvious ill intentions.

Is it a coincidence that they both have the surname Lu?

No matter if it’s a coincidence or not, don’t expect to have an easy time if you mess with him.

…………

Inside the office.

Li Yan could no longer sit still after seeing the photos sent by his subordinates of Lu Zixing being bullied.

He clenched his phone tightly, and the calmness he maintained on the surface was completely broken.

What patience? Go away and eat your ass.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

He wants to take his young people back.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t like him now, you will like him in the future.

If he likes money, just give it to him. Why did you let him leave in the first place?

After thinking it through, Li Yan quickly walked out of the office. When the oncoming person in charge walked in with documents in his hand, he saw his president, who always had an indifferent expression, walking out in a hurry.

After seeing him, I left a message: "Meeting cancelled."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person disappeared.

Secretary Ning, who was following behind the president, smiled helplessly at the person in charge, and then followed closely.

The person in charge was left standing there with a puzzled look on his face. Who was that person who just flashed by? ?

Who said the meeting was cancelled?

The president said the meeting is cancelled!!!

The workaholic who never gets interrupted by other factors actually said the meeting was cancelled! ! ? ?

She must be dreaming!!

The person in charge walked out of the office in a daze, and she didn't even hear someone greeting her.