Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 863 - 330: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] Fleeting Shadows (Part 5)

If Lin Chu stays with the Lin Family, her father will inevitably think about it deeply.

The company matters are getting increasingly chaotic, and Lin Chu doesn’t want her father to worry about her issues anymore.

The girl’s calm demeanor, in Lu Huai’an’s eyes, signified that she had reached the point where even arguing with him felt unnecessary.

He doesn’t like noise, but when Lin Chu is by his side, he dislikes silence even more.

An inexplicable emotion surged in his chest, searching for an outlet, as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. His dark eyes, focused on the girl’s profile, slightly squinted as if suppressing something.

His voice was low and hoarse, "It’s my fault for being late, it won’t happen next time..."

"Stop!"

Lin Chu interrupted the man’s words in time, "Didn’t you already tell me that Shen Weiyi has been good to your Lu Family? When she has a situation, you can’t just ignore it, right? So saying things like that is quite laughable, it’s meaningless."

Once or twice she could understand, but after a long time, she herself felt it was dull.

Lu Huai’an unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned over, and turned the girl’s face back from looking out the window.

The force wasn’t strong, it wouldn’t hurt her, all the oppression and unfounded frustration converged at the bottom of those deep eyes.

His voice was unusually gentle, "Today was an accident, Shaozhi wasn’t at the company, the troublemakers were high-ranking members of the Fu Family, and no one would pay attention to Lun Jun when he went there."

Lin Chu was trapped in the corner of the car seat, the man’s handsome face was close at hand, their breaths intertwined and merged, his scent permeated her nose thoroughly.

There was a faint scent of perfume, not something the man usually had.

"Mm, I understand, anyway, you don’t intend to tell me exactly what kindness needs to be repaid for a lifetime, and honestly, I don’t really want to know, so let’s just leave it at that, I won’t ask you for anything anymore."

Many people she knew said that among all forms of marriage, the one maintained by emotions is the most fragile.

Without the simplicity and stability that comes from mutual interests.

When it’s time to break, a gentle breeze will topple the city.

Perhaps she was wrong from the start...

While Lin Chu was still dazed, the force on her jaw suddenly disappeared, that cold oppressive feeling also retreated, and the previously stationary car sped away from the intersection at high speed.

The buildings outside the car window swiftly receded, the speed already far exceeded safety limits, the needle on the dashboard was still moving to the right.

Lin Chu’s hand gripping the seatbelt involuntarily tightened, her face gradually turning pale from the discomfort of the high-speed chase.

She seemed to be able to hear the sirens of the traffic police.

Her body felt stiff, mechanically turned her head, the man’s profile line seemed like an ice sculpture, with every ridge and angle imbued with cold indifference.

"Lu Huai’an, are you crazy?"

The car speed continued to increase, Lin Chu’s fingers gripping the seatbelt were turning white.

Her clear eyes were filled with panic and nervousness.

Lu Huai’an’s whole aura exuded a cold hostility, almost blending with the dark, speaking with detachment, "If you don’t want an incident, just keep your mouth shut."

Lin Chu stayed frozen, not daring to move.

Every time the car turned, she thought it would crash into a lamppost or an oncoming vehicle, instinctively closing her eyes, waiting a few seconds before daring to slowly reopen them.

Lu Huai’an made a phone call, and the chasing traffic police did not follow any longer.

Lin Chu found it increasingly difficult to breathe, as if an invisible hand was choking her throat.

The last time she felt like this was at ten years old, surrounded by the cold water of a lake, her body sinking deeper and deeper.

Her brain started to become muddled, her limbs seemed no longer to be her own.

...

A trip that usually took more than an hour was completed in forty minutes.

Lin Chu was thrown onto the big bed in the bedroom, her seaweed-like long hair messily scattered, her pretty brows furrowed in extreme discomfort.

Her head buzzed as if tens of thousands of bees were fluttering inside, muting the rustling sounds.

No lights were turned on, the brightness in the bedroom came from moonlight falling from the distant night sky, Lu Huai’an’s tall, slender body stood by the bed, expressionlessly looking at the girl curled up on the bed.

He tossed his coat onto the carpet, raised his hand to loosen his tie.

His dark eyes seemed to swirl with a fury that could destroy all things in the world, his entire being blended into the darkness, an invisible vexation inside him shouted, which began the moment she broke away from him and got into a taxi.

Before Lin Chu could recover from the discomfort, the man’s heavy body pressed down.