Seemingly struck by a thought, the man, upon seeing Lu Jingchen remaining silent, directly swept his gaze over the surrounding people. After a quick glance, he again looked at Lu Jingchen and said, "Look at all these people you’ve disturbed, you owe an apology not just to but to them as well..."
With that, he just pointed with his finger like so!
The people indicated by this man were all startled, their expressions undergoing countless changes. Among them, a middle-aged man dressed in a handmade Italian suit hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no. We don’t need an apology from Young Master Lu."
Damn it, has this guy hit his head on the door or sothing? He can jump into a pit himself, but why drag them down with him?
They want an apology from Young Master Lu? They would like to live a little longer!
As one person spoke up, it was followed by a second and a third. Aside from that man, the other guests who were staying in these presidential suites also said one after another that they did not need an apology from Lu Jingchen.
The man clearly did not expect this, and for a mont, he was a little taken aback, not knowing what to say, "You guys..."
When he looked back at Lu Jingchen, the man’s gaze had clearly changed, because from the reaction of the others, it seed that this man’s identity was no simple matter.
Just then, a sowhat surprised voice rang out, "Brother-in-law?"
Lu Jingchen was taken aback when he heard this address, as he had recognized the voice as Song Xi’s.
He imdiately turned his head and saw Song Xi standing not far away. Upon seeing him turn around, Rick had already confird it was indeed Lu Jingchen—the shock was unmistakable on his face— and he quickly walked over, asking, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing here?"
Lu Jingchen did not imdiately respond to Song Xi, but instead, his gaze fell on one of Song Xi’s hands.
Noticing where Lu Jingchen’s gaze was, Song Xi looked down at her hand holding the bag. After a mont of confusion, she finally realized and looking up at the man in front of her, she explained, "I ca to deliver clothes to my sister."
Hearing Song Xi’s words, the originally indifferent expression on Lu Jingchen’s face underwent a slight change as he directly asked, "Is Song Qiaoze really here?"
Without thinking, Song Xi nodded. But when she realized what his words ant, she suddenly regretted her rashness. Her lips moved, and after quite a while, she finally managed to ask in return, "Brother-in-law, how co you’re here... Are you... are you here looking for my sister as well?"
The man’s deep eyes flickered, but he humd affirmatively.
"Song Xi!"
Just as Song Xi was about to continue speaking, a sudden voice rang out. She imdiately turned and saw Chu Munan, clad in a suit, walking towards them.
Chu Munan’s expression was evidently not very pleasant. The suit-covered long legs marched straight towards them, each step seeming to harbor great fury.
Upon seeing Chu Munan, not only did Song Xi’s expression change slightly, but so did Lu Jingchen’s, growing darker.
As the saying goes, rivals in love are indeed green-eyed!
Song Xi wasn’t yet famous, so even when she ca to the hotel, she was dressed simply and did not wear sunglasses or try to hide her identity.
"Young Master." The hotel room service man, who had been there all along but was unable to stop Lu Jingchen, imdiately ca forward as if relieved upon seeing Chu Munan erge.
Chu Munan nodded and then walked straight towards Lu Jingchen and Song Xi. Passing by Song Xi, he said, "Go ahead and bring the clothes over first. We’ll follow in a mont."
Song Xi was montarily taken aback, then looked at Lu Jingchen standing there with a fierce aura and involuntarily skipped a beat in her heart. But she also knew this was not the ti for her to stay, and she quickly nodded, "Sure!"
After Song Xi left, Chu Munan’s gaze fell back on Lu Jingchen, his voice carrying a chill, "I’m not sure what Young Master Lu intends by this. Are you here to cause a scene directly?"
Smashing door after door would be one thing, but this place is a presidential suite with guests on this floor being either rich or noble.
Most importantly, this man has disturbed others by smashing their doors and yet he doesn’t apologize to them.
If it was him being disturbed, he might not bear it and could directly puml him in minutes.
Lu Jingchen completely ignored Chu Munan’s words, instead asking in return without answering, "Where is she?"
The man’s expression held back a certain restraint, as if trying to contain the anger in his heart. If not for the deliberate suppression, Lu Jingchen might have already been unable to resist rushing forward to attack the man before him.
"She’s fine, but she doesn’t want to see you right now!"
...
Song Qiao did not expect that it would be Song Xi who would co to deliver clothes. When she ca out after changing, she saw Song Xi alone on the living room couch, glancing at the door from ti to ti.
Song Qiao pensively looked at the closed door. She did not see anything, nor Chu Munan, and then sat down beside Song Xi, pouring herself a glass of water and one for her sister before she asked, "Did Chu Munan send you here?"
Song Xi snapped out of her reverie, nodded subconsciously, and explained, "Mr. Chu called just now and said there was a little accident on your side, and asked to bring a set of clothes over... Sister, how... how co you are with Mr. Chu? I... I saw brother-in-law on my way here... and his expression didn’t look very good..."
Hearing Song Xi’s words caused Song Qiao to pause with her cup, her expression growing murky as she asked, "Are you saying you saw Lu Jingchen just now outside?"
Song Xi nodded.
Song Qiao’s expression grew even more disgruntled. She had not expected Lu Jingchen to find out so quickly that she was here. There must have been so kind of issue.
Either Lu Jingchen had soone track her, or...
At that mont, the door to the presidential suite was opened from the outside. The sisters’ gazes instantly turned towards the entrance, and what they saw were two extraordinarily handso n with different auras standing at the door.
When Song Qiao’s gaze fell on Lu Jingchen, her breath hitched involuntarily, and the hand holding the glass tightened, an impulse to stand up and leave overwhelming her.
At this mont, she indeed did not want to see Lu Jingchen at all. Seeing him, Song Qiao felt her heart beco utterly chaotic in just a second.
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