his allure

Chapter 93 With Tears, And With Love
He held her somewhat sweaty hand in his palm and clenched it slightly.

He coaxed her, his tone was soft and peaceful, with the power to comfort people's hearts: "It may hurt a little, if you are afraid, please hold my hand tightly."

"Lu Xicheng, you are dizzy with blood"

"Gently, I'm really fine." He kissed the back of her hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a gentle smile.

Zheng Qingqing's tears that had been stored in her eyes fell heavily.

She laughed, but with a crying voice: "Lu Xicheng, how can there be such a fool as you in this world?"

How can there be such a person in this world?Don't talk about pain, don't talk about fear, don't talk about anything.But he loves her without hesitation.

In that wound debridement, Zheng Weiwei didn't know whether it was her that hurt more, or the person in front of him with a pale complexion and hazy eyes hurt more.

But they didn't say anything, how could they be willing to say something.

Zheng Weiqing didn't ask him: "Lu Xicheng, why didn't you tell me about the bloodsickness?"

Because she knew that the answer was probably something she couldn't afford.Acquired, stress response, such an understatement.But for such a calm and strong person like him, what kind of accident caused him to even have indelible sequelae?

Zheng Weiwei didn't dare to think about it.

Later, the two of them left the hospital. Along the way, Lu Xicheng didn't ask how she got hurt.

He just stroked her black hair, and said in a tone so gentle that it made people want to sleep, "Qingqing was very brave when dealing with the wound today, I decided to make delicious dinner for Qingqing."

She also smiled, thinking seriously: "I want to eat a small hot pot with a lot of small vegetables."

He said, "Okay, I'll do it for you."

A busy day.

That night, Lu Xicheng held Zheng Qingqing in his arms and read the booklet in a low voice.Most of them are verses, which are lingering and sentimental, but when they are spoken from his mouth, they become more and more lingering.

"At this moment you reappeared before me, like a fleeting phantom, like a spirit of pure beauty. My heart jumped with ecstasy, and for it, everything was revived again, with divinity, with inspiration, with Life, with tears, also has love."

Zheng Qingwei just listened, and then fell asleep a little bit.After a long time, she slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

And Lu Xicheng kissed her forehead carefully, and said in a gentle tone: "Gently, good night."

He put half a sleeping pill in the glass of milk she drank before going to bed to ensure that she slept peacefully.

An hour later, the abandoned factory on the outskirts of City S.

Lu Zhi stood in the open space in the middle of the factory, with a group of bodyguards behind him.In front of him, there were two men standing obediently.One is Wang Song, the newly appointed editor-in-chief of the news department of Wenlin Morning Post, and the other is Qian Gao.

These two people were called here by their immediate superiors in the middle of the night. As soon as they came in, they saw the legendary president of Shengze Group, and they were really a little confused.

Qian Gao was severely criticized by his boss during the day, and was directly demoted.As for Wang Song, he has just started to take over the social news department, and he is busy all day.

At this point, both of them felt tired.But more, it is restlessness and apprehension.

"Mr. Lu, you said that someone is coming to see us, who is it?" Wang Song hesitated for a long time, and bravely spoke.

Lu Zhi smiled when he heard the words, and said: "You will know when you come, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)