reignition

"Is this reason sufficient?"

As Jiang Mian asked the question, her heart leaped into her throat.

She stared intently at Lu Bozhou, anxiously awaiting his answer.

After a moment, Lu Bozhou remained silent.

But he slightly stepped aside to make way for them.

Jiang Mian silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Jiang Mian immediately changed her shoes and went inside.

After washing her hands, she prepared to head towards Lu Chaochi's room.

But to her surprise, Lu Bozhou stopped her in the corridor.

"President Lu?" Jiang Mian blinked, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Lu Bozhou leaned against the wall, his long arms shielding her.

"Is something the matter?" Jiang Mian swallowed and asked in a low voice.

I felt inexplicably nervous, and my heart was pounding.

"You met with Qin Yanhuai today." His voice was as indifferent as ever.

But the tone of his voice inexplicably made Jiang Mian feel that something was dangerous.

He had seen Qin Yanhuai's car come in earlier, so Jiang Mian didn't intend to hide it and nodded, "Yes."

But to her surprise, the next second, she saw a faint smile on the man's lips.

A very shallow curve, carrying a hint of nonchalant evil.

Although it was a very faint expression, it was still quite evident on this man's usually expressionless face.

He reached out and pinched her chin.

The distance instantly closed!

Jiang Mian's pupils suddenly contracted!

She could almost hear her heart pounding out of her chest!

The rich, ebony aroma almost hit me head-on, blending into my breath.

The overwhelming sense of oppression and intimidation made Jiang Mian want to get away almost immediately.

But she quickly held back.

I can't hide from him, can I? Don't I like him?

If he hides... given his suspicious nature, what if he becomes suspicious?

Jiang Mian didn't dodge.

Fortunately, Lu Bozhou did not move any closer; he simply gazed at her intently from close range.

That focused gaze was impossible to ignore.

Jiang Mian felt that perhaps Lu Bozhou still didn't believe what she had just said, which was why he was trying to find some clues from her expression.

Jiang Mian did not move or dodge.

She obediently let him pinch her chin.

She simply lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks.

Her face was clearly flushed with nervousness and shyness.

“Mr. Lu…” she bit her lip gently, her voice trembling slightly.

The man's deep, captivating eyes were fixed on her.

Like a wild beast eyeing its prey, which it is determined to possess.

He seemed quite satisfied with her reaction.

Lu Bozhou raised an eyebrow slightly. "From now on, you are not allowed to see Qin Yanhuai again."

Jiang Mian was stunned. "W-what?"

Lu Bozhou didn't mean to repeat himself; he simply gently stroked her chin with his thumb.

His voice was soft, yet it seemed to carry a deeper, ambiguous meaning, a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Don't you like me? Then you should be obedient, right?"

Jiang Mian only thought that feelings were the most convincing reason for her to stay.

But they overlooked it for a moment.

Once you're bound by emotions, you become very passive.

Just like in her previous life, she was bound by Lu Bozhou's shackles until her death.

I never imagined that I would repeat the same mistakes in this second life.

He actually put the shackles back around his own neck.

Jiang Mian nodded gently, her lowered eyelashes making her look very docile. "Mmm."

Lu Bozhou's fingers lingered on her chin for a moment, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

His voice was deep, slightly husky with a magnetic quality, almost seductive, "Good boy."

Jiang Mian was then able to bypass him and enter Lu Chaochi's room.

After closing the door, Jiang Mian leaned against it, taking deep breaths uncontrollably.

A bitter feeling slowly welled up inside me.

In this lifetime, if we meet on a narrow path, we will inevitably be separated.

Perhaps it's just that people find it hard to change their fate, always ending up in the same trap.

Jiang Mian's eyes felt a little hot. She looked up and saw Lu Chaochi sleeping on the bed.

Lu Chaochi's eyes were still swollen, and the redness on his nose had not yet faded.

I don't know how long I cried before.

For someone like Lu Bozhou, if he said that Xiao Shitou cried until he almost died, then... it might not be an exaggeration, but rather an adjective.

Jiang Mian walked up and looked at Lu Chaochi's small face.

The uncontrollable bitterness that had been rising up earlier seemed to gradually dissipate at this moment.

She reached out and gently touched Lu Chaochi's face.

Lu Chaochi probably wasn't very at ease even in his sleep.

Her brow twitched, and even in her sleep, she pouted and whispered, "...Mianmian."

After staying with Lu Chaochi for a while and until he was completely asleep, Jiang Mian came out of the room.

I didn't see Aunt Lu, and I don't know where she went.

Lu Bozhou was not seen in the dining room or living room, but the door to the study was open, so he was probably working in the study.

Jiang Mian thought for a moment, then went and brewed a cup of sweet milk coffee, which she then carried to the study.

Just as he reached the door, the man behind the desk suddenly looked up.

His indifferent eyes held a cold gaze.

"Mr. Lu, I made some coffee for you," Jiang Mian said.

Lu Bozhou remained silent.

Jiang Mian paused for a moment, then took it inside and placed the cup in front of him.

Looking down at the liquid in the cup, Lu Bozhou frowned. "You call this coffee?"

You can't see any coffee color at all.

Jiang Mian nodded, "Milk coffee, it's so late, drinking this won't affect my sleep tonight."

Lu Bozhou sat there, tapping his fingers lightly on the table a few times.

Then, with his slender fingers, he pinched the handle of the cup and took a sip of the liquid inside.

His sharp eyebrows furrowed slightly as he put down his cup. "Don't try to fool me with Lu Chaochi's tastes."

Jiang Mian bit her lip and said in a low voice, "President Lu, I thought about it earlier."

"Hmm," he responded casually, continuing to look at the documents.

"I may not be able to completely avoid meeting with President Qin."

Upon hearing Jiang Mian's words, Lu Bozhou's gaze, which was fixed on the documents, suddenly stopped.

He lifted his eyelids and his gaze fell lightly on Jiang Mian's face.

"Then next time you meet him, you can discuss your job change with him."

His voice didn't even have any inflection!

Jiang Mian's eyes widened slightly, "!!!"

She took a deep breath. "Mr. Lu, it's because... my brother ran into some trouble today. Thanks to Mr. Qin's help, the follow-up to this matter is not yet finished, so there may be times when I need to contact Mr. Qin again."

As soon as Jiang Mian finished speaking, she heard Lu Bozhou chuckle softly, "I thought it was something serious."

The next second, Lu Bozhou picked up his phone and dialed Song Xun's number.

"Make Xue Lei double the compensation. Also, don't let his son transfer schools or cause trouble for other schools. Let him leave Luocheng immediately."