Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 787 - 308. [Sad Fairy Tale] He fell from the edge of the cliff (1)

When the door that blocked the view was pushed open, the two people hugging in the bedroom came into Shen Weiyi’s sight, her beautiful face losing color.

The servant said they saw Lin Chu leaving, so why is she still...

Shen Weiyi’s hand hanging at her side tightened unconsciously, nails digging deep into her palm.

It was Lin Chu who initiated the hug, that was clear, but he didn’t push Lin Chu away.

She shifted her gaze, slightly lowered her head, and her long hair falling covered her wistfulness.

She spoke softly, "Sorry, the door was open, so I just... Lunch is ready, Auntie asked me to call you... both."

Her voice was low, with no trace of sadness or hurt, very steady, only her lips were a bit pale.

Lu Huai’an’s calm features showed no major emotional fluctuations, but the subtle smile hidden in his dark eyes completely faded, returning to his usual indifference.

Pulling Lin Chu off who was still clinging to him, he told Shen Weiyi, "Got it, we’ll come down after we change." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Shen Weiyi nodded and didn’t say anything else.

Before turning to go downstairs, she pulled the door back to where it wasn’t entirely closed; it had been ajar when she came, and she’d just returned it to its original state.

Pushed aside, Lin Chu wasn’t happy and forgot what she hadn’t finished saying earlier.

Squinting at Lu Huai’an, she asked with a hostile tone, "There are so many servants at home, why did she come to call you for lunch?"

The door being open doesn’t mean she can just come in without knocking, right? Hasn’t Shen Weiyi learned even the basics of manners after being raised as a daughter by the Lu Family for so many years?

It’s really rude.

Or is it that... Shen Weiyi is always like this in front of Lu Huai’an?

Lin Chu suddenly remembered, this wasn’t the first time Shen Weiyi freely entered and exited Lu Huai’an’s room.

In their third year of high school, she went to the outskirts looking for Lu Huai’an and almost got assaulted by a freak; too scared to go home, she shamelessly clung to Lu Huai’an to let her stay the night. That night, Shen Weiyi just pushed the door open and went in.

The more Lin Chu thought about it, the more something didn’t feel right. "Lu Huai’an, does Shen Weiyi have any ideas about you despite you being a married man?"

In less than a minute, Lu Huai’an’s gaze at the girl was now emitting a cold aura, "Lin Chu, a woman acting irrationally is annoying."

The man’s indifferent voice stung Lin Chu’s heart.

Just now everything was fine, and after Shen Weiyi came, he completely changed.

The light smile in his eyes slowly faded, staring fixedly at the man starting to tie his tie, she asked word by word, "Do I not have the right to be irrational?"

"Ah!"

The woman’s scream echoed into the room, mixed with a commotion.

Lu Huai’an’s face changed suddenly, pushing Lin Chu aside and striding to the door, pulling open the ajar door, he dashed out.

"Bang!"

The door slammed into the wall with a loud noise from the force, rebounding, and then clicked as it hit the lock.

Lin Chu hadn’t yet reacted to what happened, when she was pushed aside by a strong force, losing her balance and falling to the floor.

In crisis situations, the human body has instinctive reactions; like how Lin Chu’s hands braced against the floor.

She forgot her left hand had been dislocated not long ago, her palm hit the floor hard, the impact was strong, and her wrist throbbed with pain.

She seemed startled and only reacted after a while.

Quickly getting up, she pulled open the slammed door and ran out, turning the corner on the second floor, just in time to see Lu Huai’an carrying Shen Weiyi with a bleeding forehead, walking quickly away.

From Lin Chu’s angle, she could only see the man’s profile, his cold demeanor replaced by anxious worry, a side she had never seen.

...

Song Jingyuan saw Lu Huai’an carrying an injured Shen Weiyi coming in through the back door of the main building, her face pale with shock, the teacup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

The scalding tea burned her instep, but she didn’t care to check, covering her mouth with worry and pain, "What happened to Weiwei?"

She just got home this morning, and now she’s bleeding?

Lu Huai’an’s stern features were tensed, his steps unpaused, "She fell down the stairs, I’m taking her to the hospital."

He hadn’t even changed his shoes, and once the servant opened the main door, he carried Shen Weiyi, striding out.

Song Jingyuan followed to the yard, reminding with concern, "Huai’an, be careful on the road. Remember to call home after seeing the doctor."

"Hmm."

...

When Lin Chu jogged to Song Jingyuan’s side, Lu Huai’an’s car was already a hundred meters away.