Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Bai Yueguang, who fell and returned to China 3

The hot water that had just been heated in the kitchen was ready. Lu Bai didn’t wait for Xie Rong’s response, turned to the kitchen, made a cup of hot milk, and served it to Xie Rong.

Xie Rong took the milk from him, blew on the hot air, took a small sip, and narrowed his eyes.

My stomach felt warm immediately.

After drinking the milk, I also applied medicine to my knees.

Xie Rong didn’t forget about the business, rolled his eyes and said, “I haven’t gone to the bank to change the money yet. It’s not convenient. Please give me some money.”

Because he has had the habit of dealing with debt collectors abroad in the past few years, he knows how these guys are the most useful. His tone of voice is soft and brisk, with a habitual rising tone that sounds coquettish to his boyfriend.

“It’s not that I lack your money, it’s just inconvenient,” Xie Rong repeated with a stern face.

Lu Baichi took out his wallet from his windbreaker pocket, put his slender fingertips into it, and just took out a bank card when Xie Rong snatched it away.

“Thanks, I’ll pay you back when I’ve finished my business,” Xie Rong kissed the cardholder’s name on the bank card and winked at him.

“…”

“Well,” Lu Baichi responded in a low voice, “You have a good rest.”

“I’m planning to hold a party to go back to China in a few days to meet old friends. Do you mind if I’m here?” Xie Rong asked casually, playing with the card in his hand with his fingertips.

“You can do whatever you want,” Lu Baichi said and hurried back to the room to continue the interrupted remote meeting.

“Mr. Lu, just now…”

Lu Baichi said lightly: “I just went to pick up my lover to go back to China. Let’s continue with the report.”

The employees at the other end of the meeting were keenly aware that their president’s hand on the table was shaking silently.

It’s so strange.

They were surprised at the beginning that no one had ever dared to spread rumors in front of the president of the Lu Group, who was ruthless and ruthless in the business battlefield. Only the rumor that Lu Baichi had an affair that had not returned for many years had been widely publicized for the past five years.

Even when they were reporting, as long as there was some movement outside the room, Mr. Lu would be absent-minded and asked three times without answering.

“Mr. Lu, let’s end the meeting here today, and save the important points for the morning meeting tomorrow morning,” the special assistant said tentatively.

Lu Baichi nodded, “The meeting is over.”

He closed the computer and walked out of the room.

There was no one in the living room, and Lu Baichi found someone sleeping soundly in the master bedroom at the back.

The little one was nestled on the big bed, one furry slipper was beside the bed, and the other one had been kicked to the wall.

Lu Baichi walked to the bedside, stopped, and looked down at Xie Rong’s face.

Maybe the quilt was too warm, Xie Rong’s nose had a little pink, his long hair was messy and spread out, and his eyebrows were so soft that he seemed to be able to be kissed at will.

He had imagined this scene countless times five years ago, on the night Xie Rong agreed to his confession.

Every time, my heart surges, my joy is indescribable, and I am afraid of being discovered.

Just like that night, he unexpectedly received a strange phone call and heard an almost distorted yet extremely familiar voice on the receiver.

He wanted to ask many things.

But in the end, I didn’t ask anything. After all, asking might not get you the answer you want, so it’s better not to ask.

Lu Baichi closed his eyes, turned around and walked out slowly, closing the door behind him.

He returned to the study, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with the curtains half-closed, his eyes were dull, and he lit a cigarette.

At dawn, there was no more cigarette butts in the ashtray, so he dumped them into the trash can.

The housekeeping aunt arrived on time at seven in the morning. Lu Baichi came out after taking a shower and told her, “Prepare an extra breakfast in the future.”

The housekeeping aunt looked at him in surprise, and then remembered the pair of leather shoes that were too small in the shoe cabinet, and she instantly understood.

This is Bai Yueguang from the novel coming back, it’s amazing!

…

At twelve o’clock at noon, Xie Rong opened his eyes.

The bed was too soft, and he didn’t want to get up. He rolled several times on the bed, and his hair was rolled into soft chicken coops.

The system rolled with him.

[Host, good morning!】

Xie Rong sat up slowly, glanced at the furry slippers neatly placed beside the bed, snorted coldly, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

There is a brand new toothbrush and tooth cup placed on the dressing table, placed side by side with another. There are also two side by side towels hanging on the towel rack next to it, one dark gray and one orange embroidered with orange patterns.

[He is very considerate, but] the system has a strange tone.

“Maybe it’s a secret way to show off that I’m living a good life, and I don’t have too many people,” Xie Rong spit out the bubbles and stared coldly at himself in the mirror, “It’s in the plot. He already knew that we were approaching him with bad intentions, and he was acting with me.”

“Who doesn’t know how to act? A mere protagonist wants to play with me?” Xie Rongyue said, the gloomy mist between his brows and eyes getting thicker and wet, sticking to his eyes.

[The protagonist is bad, but the host is good!] The system shouted angrily.

“So the first priority is to make him feel uncomfortable first.” Xie Rong washed his face and walked out of the room. He saw the sandwich on the table and poked it with his finger. It was still hot.

Then he won’t be polite.

Xie Rong grabbed the sandwich and walked to the living room, sunk into the sofa, and logged into a social account that had not been online in five years.

The phone screen froze for a moment, and countless unread messages rushed to squeeze out.

Most of them asked if he was there, where he was, and how he was?

Xie Rong read it with one click and posted a new circle of friends.

‘The rain in Beijing is still so cold.’

The next second, the red dot number of comments exceeded 100.

How do these high school friends have nothing to do and hang out in Moments every day?

[Fake corpse?]

[…How are you doing recently?]

[In my lifetime, I cried, I actually waited, school beauty, I miss you so much!!]

[When did you come back?You actually came back?!]

[Wait a minute, why do the floor-to-ceiling windows in this photo look like that private apartment near the airport?It’s not fair, school beauty. Why did you come to him as soon as you came back?Weren’t we the best friends back then?I’ve been waiting for you all these years.]

Xie Rong replied to the last comment: [Stay here temporarily.]

He doesn’t even need to take the initiative to say anything.

Ten minutes later, the apartment doorbell rang.

And for the next hour, the doorbell never stopped ringing.

…

At nine o’clock in the evening, Lu Baichi drove away from the group and returned to the apartment.

The special assistant followed him, carrying many things in his hands.

At five minutes past nine, Lu Baichi opened the door to the apartment.

The smoky smell of alcohol hit my face.

Lu Baichi turned on the light on the wall.

The living room was in a mess, with empty wine bottles, ribbons and dirty footprints falling all over the floor, which spread all the way to the kitchen. The leather sofa was filled with snacks and garbage, and the wine was still wet on the expensive carpet.

Xie Rong sat barefoot on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, looking up and opening a blurred slit. His lips were bright red from the wine. He groped randomly on the ground with one hand, and finally found his lady’s cigarette from under the coffee table, held it in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

He was drunk and dreaming, and the wine seemed to have soaked his bones to pieces, leaving only a body of lustful and self-degraded flesh.

At this moment, Lu Baichi felt very clearly that the bright and arrogant young master of the Xie family in his memory gradually faded until he was completely occupied by the scene in front of him.