reignition

"Mianmian, come here, help me back."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian was terrified.

I heard him call out "Mianmian" during a rainy night while camping, but it sounded like a hallucination.

This sound, heard at this moment, was real and witnessed by everyone.

Not only Jiang Mian was stunned.

Yan Ke was also stunned. Her lips trembled. "What did you call her?"

Yan Ke demanded, "What did you just call her?!"

Yan Ke took a few steps closer, gritting her teeth and lowering her voice, "Lu Bozhou, are you crazy? You're addicted to using stand-ins?"

Lu Bozhou's expression didn't change much; he was still smiling.

His smile grew increasingly cold.

Qiu Fenglan adjusted her stiff and awkward expression, and tried to smooth things over with a smile, "Auntie, don't be angry. Bo Zhou just drank too much."

Qiu Fenglan looked at Lu Bozhou, "Bozhou, I was just about to leave too, let me take you home."

Lu Hong, his face grim, said, "Aren't you going to leave? Are you just going to make a fool of yourself here?"

But Lu Bozhou remained unmoved.

Lu Hong and Yan Ke were furious, while the rest of the Lu family watched with disdain.

It seemed to mean nothing to him, not even a fart.

Lu Bozhou continued to look at Jiang Mian.

"Jiang Mian".

The voice was somewhat cold.

Jiang Mian was jolted awake, snapping out of her previous stiff state.

"Oh, oh, here it comes."

Jiang Mian quickly went up to her.

She lowered her head and bit her lip tightly.

If gazes had warmth, Jiang Mian felt her scalp would probably be tempered into steel!

All eyes were on her.

She steeled herself and walked to Lu Bozhou's side, her voice weak, "Mr. Lu."

Her voice trembled slightly at the end. Even when she was Mrs. Lu in her previous life, she had never acted so presumptuously in the Lu family.

The trembling I feel now is less about fear and more about... excitement?

Seeing that Lu Bozhou looked really bad, Jiang Mian thought it would take a lot of effort to help him up.

I was thinking about how to reduce the strain on my valuable arm.

The man's tall body had already leaned against him.

The next second, the way the two were positioned made Jiang Mian's eyes widen suddenly.

She didn't have to exert much effort on her arms, but the man seemed to be hanging directly on her.

The two appeared to be leaning on each other, looking quite intimate.

Yan Ke and Lu Hong's already unpleasant expressions turned even more unpleasant.

Jiang Mian didn't have time to appreciate it much.

She noticed that Lu Bozhou's body temperature was getting increasingly abnormal; even through his clothes, she could feel that he was burning up dangerously hot.

Quickly help him leave the restaurant.

As I walked out of the restaurant, I could still hear faint sounds coming from inside.

"Third Aunt, forced love is never sweet. Why bother? It only embarrasses Miss Qiu."

It sounded like Lu Bolin's voice; only he could speak with such undisguised mockery.

They completely disregarded whether Yan Ke was an elder or not.

Yan Ke never argued with Lu Bolin, but she was clearly quite angry at the moment.

Before the restaurant door closed, blocking out all the noise inside, Jiang Mian heard half of Yan Ke's angry remark.

"Stop gloating! If it weren't for your and your mother's treacherous schemes, Bozhou wouldn't be here..."

The second half of the sentence was completely blocked by the heavy restaurant doors.

Jiang Mian didn't even have time to think about what Yan Ke meant by the second half of his sentence.

Because a heavy weight has already pressed down on your shoulders.

The hot breath brushed against her neck, and Lu Bozhou's breathing became rapid.

"President Lu, President Lu?" Jiang Mian called him several times, but there was no response.

"Could something have happened?" Jiang Mian was getting anxious. "Lu Bozhou!"

"I heard you." The man's voice was low, falling into my ear.

Jiang Mian breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital now."

"I'm not going to the hospital," he said in a low, hoarse voice. "I'm going home first."

Jiang Mian was worried. "How can that be?"

"No, I'm not going to the hospital." The man's voice grew even lower.

Jiang Mian bit her lip and remained silent, thinking that since they were going directly to the hospital later, he probably wouldn't even know he had such a high fever.

But the man seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking.

Jiang Mian seemed to hear a faint sigh fall into her ear.

The man's voice grew lower and hoarse, "Go home now, and be a good boy."

Jiang Mian bit her lip. "You have a very high fever right now."

"Call Song Xulai." Lu Bozhou's voice was filled with a burning heat that outweighed its volume.

Jiang Mian had no choice but to comply with his wishes, "Then I'll go and call the bodyguards."

Lu Bozhou's voice was even hoarseer, "Let them...guard Lu Chaochi."

Jiang Mian was taken aback, "Aren't you taking Little Stone back?"

Lu Bozhou shook his head slightly, his voice broken, "No..."

He seemed to have a dry mouth, swallowed hard, and continued, "Sometimes... he cries too much, I don't know who he takes after. Don't let him... see me like this, it will make him cry."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian paused, and for a moment, she felt a slight pang of sadness.

But they quickly did as Lu Bozhou suggested.

Then they helped him into the back seat of the car and laid him down.

Jiang Mian quickly got into the driver's seat and drove the car back to the mansion.

On the way, Jiang Mian kept looking back in the rearview mirror.

The more I looked, the more panicked I became; the man in the back seat hadn't moved at all!

If Jiang Mian hadn't called Song Xu, she almost would have driven straight to the hospital.

Song Xu remained calm. "Don't worry too much. Since he said he wants to go back, just take him back. I'll be there in a bit."

"It's not serious, just give him more water. Don't worry, Lu Chaochi has bodyguards with him and is under his grandparents' watchful eyes, so he'll be fine. Song Xun will be there soon too."

With Song Xu's words of reassurance, Jiang Mian felt a little more at ease, but the car still sped up considerably.

They arrived at the mansion shortly afterward, and the car drove directly into the villa's garage.

After parking, Jiang Mian got out of the car and opened the back door. She also took a bottle of mineral water from the car refrigerator.

"Mr. Lu, wake up, we're home." Jiang Mian patted him gently.

But the man in the back seat didn't react at all; only his muscular abdomen rose and fell.

His rapid breathing was evident.

"President Lu, President Lu." Jiang Mian called out twice more, but there was still no response. She thought for a moment and took out a pack of wet wipes from her pocket.

I wet him with ice water, intending to cool him down.

Clutching a wet wipe, he climbed into the back seat.

She was slender, and the back seat of the luxury car was spacious, so getting in wasn't difficult.

But just as she was applying the wet wipe to the man's burning forehead...

My hand was grabbed!

His hands were incredibly hot. Jiang Mian even had the illusion that her wrists were about to be burned.

"Mr. Lu? Are you awake? Are you feeling better?" Jiang Mian held up a water bottle in her hand. "Would you like some water?"

The man did not respond; only his burning red eyes stared fixedly at her.

Jiang Mian saw that he didn't respond and assumed he must be in great pain.

Jiang Mian felt a strange, indescribable feeling, but she couldn't immediately figure out what it was.

He only unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle. "Let me feed you some. Song Xu said there's not much he can do for you right now, but drinking more water will make you feel better..."

Jiang Mian was interrupted by a very hoarse voice before she could finish speaking.

"...It's not like there's absolutely no way out."

"Well!"

Jiang Mian's eyes widened as her lips were suddenly kissed.