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An Yu came to the company to find him, insisting on dragging him out under the pretext of worrying that he might suddenly collapse from stress and die young. "I really appreciate it! Can't you wish for me to be a little better?" Lu Jingzhi replied sarcastically.
Just as he settled down, he spotted Sang Yu and Lin Yue entering and taking a seat at the bar. It had been two months since he last saw Sang Yu. During this time, he often found himself thinking about her. On one hand, he vaguely sensed that he had developed feelings for her; on the other hand, he wanted to confirm his feelings while suppressing the urge to seek her out.
The more he tried to restrain himself, the more he longed for Sang Yu—reminiscing about their past and contemplating the present. Eventually, he came to terms with his feelings; he was indeed smitten. He planned to find a time to meet her, but before he knew it, work had consumed him. He intended to reach out after his busy period, yet here he was, unexpectedly seeing her at the bar that very night.
It seemed that over these past few weeks, she had gained quite a bit of courage, even daring to come to a bar. When Sang Yu removed her coat to reveal what she was wearing underneath, Lu Jingzhi felt veins throbbing on his forehead. He had underestimated her; how could she wear something so revealing in a place like this? Was she trying to be a lamb for others to gossip about? The anger within him surged uncontrollably, radiating an intense low pressure around him.
If Sang Yu knew what Lu Jingzhi was thinking, she would surely protest—she hadn’t chosen this outfit herself; it was Lin Yue who insisted she wear it. Her entire look that night was Lin Yue’s masterpiece. Even when she wanted to wear something more modest underneath, Lin Yue wouldn’t allow it, claiming it would ruin the overall effect. She ended up wearing only a long coat over her outfit and a pair of black knee-high boots that Lin Yue had picked out for her.
As Sang Yu took off her outerwear, revealing a tight-fitting red off-the-shoulder top that barely covered her ample chest and hinted at her fair skin beneath, Lu Jingzhi felt his blood boiling. The black leather mini skirt showcased her long, slender legs, and even in the dim light of the bar, her radiant skin shone through.
Her long black hair cascaded down in large waves thanks to Lin Yue’s styling, giving her an alluring charm despite her innocent face. Seeing Sang Yu like this made Lu Jingzhi feel as if all the blood in his body was rushing downward.
Damn!!! Lu Jingzhi couldn’t help but curse under his breath. Realizing his feelings for her made him look at Sang Yu as if she were his possession, his gaze filled with possessiveness.
Lu Jingzhi was inherently proud; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so audacious in the past. Now that he had set his sights on Sang Yu, there was no way he would let her slip away.
“Lao Lu! You finally made it out; don’t just sit there sulking with your drink—come play some cards with us!” someone called out.
“I’m not playing; you guys go ahead.” He continued staring intently at Sang Yu; right now, he had no interest in playing cards with them.
“Hey! When did you become so boring? You weren’t like this before!” another friend chimed in. In their group, Lu Jingzhi used to be the most enthusiastic player.
“Forget it then; if you’re not playing, we will. You must be too tired from work lately,” An Yu remarked upon noticing Lu Jingzhi’s silence.
He could tell that Lu Jingzhi was in a foul mood and decided it was best not to provoke him further; when Lu Jingzhi got riled up, they wouldn’t be able to handle him.
They had all grown up together, understanding each other's temperaments. Lu Jingzhi, despite appearing friendly and charming like a smiling tiger, was known by those who truly understood him to be quite different from his outward demeanor. He was someone who would never do what he didn't want to do, no matter how much one might plead or argue.
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