Chapter 864 - Young Master Rong (2/2)

“What’s moving? It didn’t move?” Lu Jinrong extended his hand and prodded the woman’s forehead. In the end—when he kept his fingers, he met with a pair of eyes in a daze. His finger stopped there, and he hurriedly retracted it.

Mm, his awkward illness had relapsed.

Actually, Xia Ruoxin thought that she was already dead. She seemed to have reached a very warm place, and the injuries on her body were about to disappear. Actually, she did not want to wake up because she would be in pain if she did, and she hated pain.

When a ray of light landed on her eyes, they seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. If she used her strength, the mist might go away; in the end, it was still dry.

She did not cry.

“You’re awake?”

Lu Jinrong smiled rarely as he moved his face closer to the woman.

“I seemed to have seen you before.”

Xia Ruoxin moved her dry lips before she squinted her eyes. Actually, he guessed it right—he did meet her before.

He might not even remember that Chu Lui had sold his newly-wedded wife to him that night.

He did not touch her.

She knew he was called Lu Jinrong.

Actually, I really owed you a ‘thank you’.

Thank you for letting me go that night. Thank you for saving me again now.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be okay.” Lu Jinrong lightly placed his hands on her forehead. “Your injury will get better. As for your face, you don’t have to worry. Next week, I’ll bring you overseas and get the best plastic surgeon there for you. It’ll recover.”

Xia Ruoxin opened her mouth but could not make a single sound. Lightly, she nodded as if she said ‘thank you’.

“You’re welcome.” This time, Lu Jinrong understood what she wanted to say.

Before Lu Jinrong went overseas, he had to see a few old friends.

In a VIP private room at Jiang Nan, Lu Jinrong folded his legs. “You have so much face. Not everyone can get a private room like this in Jiang Nan.”

“I just have some ties with Tang San,” the man opposite Lu Jinrong replied lightly.

“Ties can also be differentiated into weak or great.” Lu Jinrong laid his back against the couch behind him comfortably.

“Oh, right, Chu Lui, is your mom better?”

“Mm, her injury is almost recovering, but she hasn’t woken up.” Chu Lui lightly shook the glass in his hands, and his gaze reflected the light on the cup. It was slightly dark.

“Don’t worry, she’ll get better.” Lu Jinrong patted his shoulders. “As long as you have hope, everything will be okay.”

“Thank you.” Chu Lui placed the glass next to his lips and drank it in one shot.

“Oh, how’s your company? Is that person still sitting at your seat? You’re really tolerant. If it were me, I would be disgusted to no end every day. I don’t even know how many times that person had farted on my seat.”

Chu Lui’s lips curved upwards mockingly. “He just sat there not long ago. I’ll let him sit for a few more days.”