Pampered by the Billionaire by Qin Dance

293: Chapter 228: Do you think I stole your girlfriend?_2 293: Chapter 228: Do you think I stole your girlfriend?_2 “Hmm.” Nanxi nodded.

“Go on in.

You don’t have to wait for me to eat, but I’ll join you for a late-night snack when I return!”

Having said that, his fingers tightened around her hand in a reluctant manner before letting go.

As Nanxi walked in, her gaze flicked to the sunflower by the door.

Taking a deep breath, she was ushered in by Auntie Zhang.

Lu Yinchu got back into the car.

Mo Yan furrowed his brows, “Boss Lu, where to now?”

Lu Yinchu pursed his lips and said two words, “Airport!”

…

The airport terminal was bustling with masses of people coming and going.

In the rest area, a handsome young man sat in a seat, phone in hand.

He had a bandage wrapped around his hand, but he didn’t seem to mind at all, his focus solely on the phone screen.

He’d maintained this pose for nearly an hour now.

People around cast curious glances his way, suspecting that he might be going through a tough time, yet no one dared to offer their consolation.

A faint aura of hostility emanated from him!

“Excuse me, may I sit here?”

A young girl carrying luggage came over.

She flicked her long chestnut hair out of her face.

The overpowering scent of her perfume caused the man to frown slightly.

He turned his head to glance at her, “Could you perhaps move a bit to the side?” The scent was too overpowering for him!

Initially, the girl intended to get angry at his rudeness, but upon seeing his face, she paused and held her tongue.

She had never seen such a handsome face in all her twenty years of life, causing her heart to thump unnaturally!

She smiled and said, “Hi, sorry about that.

I didn’t mean to disturb you!

But you’re not used to strangers striking up a conversation with you, are you?

Handsome fellows like you usually find women beneath you, but don’t lump me in with them, I’m not like them…”

too weary to

be

strangers

accent, you’re from

So am I!

you from, maybe

I’m from Shanghai.

your hand,

do

incessant chatter, the man abruptly

called out to

his retreating figure, the girl

limp, she stuck out her tongue, “What good is a handsome

the phone in

the name flashing on the screen, his

thin lips,

was somewhat

…

that was highly characteristic of the mainland, Li Weihuan walked in and saw Lu Yinchu standing by

overly powerful, instead emanating a

Yan held his steps, went out, and gently closed the door, leaving the room for the two

lips, his knuckles slightly

lips, ready to call out to the man, but found that his throat was suddenly choked up,

had seen Lu Yinchu’s desolate figure time

in the past, it was heartbreaking; now, it was

turned to look at him,

silence for

was the first to speak

nodded and

down on the

were a few dishes that he loved—all ordered according to his

grief washed over Li

Yinchu sat down opposite him, snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers, and told him,

then nodded and picked up his

piece of braised spare rib was placed in his

“This is your favorite.

you should really prefer the ones

picked up the spare rib and placed it against

he found it

“Uncle, I…”

eat first and talk

lowered his

“Uncle, I can’t eat!”

to

no longer

“Uncle, is Nanxi…

with you?”