The night is glazed with warm light

Chapter 287 Punishment
"En." Lu Qing nodded.

His eyes fell directly on the painting on the opposite wall. It was a white and brown painting, and the brown lines outlined a beautiful woman.

Lu Qing gently touched Xia Yuexi's back, "You will live here from now on."

"Yes." Xia Yuexi nodded, "I will find a job by myself."

"There's no need to look for it. I'll arrange another position for you in the company. It's not close to A Yu's office. I'll send you a secretary then." Lu Qing gave orders in his usual strong tone.

Xia Yuexi was silent, and after a while she nodded in agreement.

Feeling her hot breath on his chest, Lu Qing held her hand tightly, looked at the ceiling for a while, opened his lips, and said, "I should go."

"Where are you going?" Xia Yuexi asked softly.

"Go to the company, you have a few days off today before going."

"Well, when is the next time?"

"It's not clear yet."

Hearing this, Xia Yuexi propped herself up and looked down at him with displeasure and force in her eyes, "Then the night after tomorrow."

Lu Qing was a little surprised, Xia Yuexi was the first woman who dared to make such a request to him in bed.

He should have been annoyed at first, but seeing her stubborn eyes, he agreed in a strange way.

"That's great." Xia Yuexi smiled when she saw this, and hugged her back.

At the moment of being hugged, that strange feeling came again, Lu Qing's eyes darkened...

It was already noon when Lu Qing went to the company.

As soon as he arrived at the office, his assistant rushed over to report about the Gu family and the Ye family.The matter that Lu Qing ordered him to investigate before now has the result.

"Ye Lizhi is back?" Lu Qing narrowed his eyes.

The assistant nodded yes.

"Call their company and make an appointment to meet. Tell him there is something to talk about."

"Where is Lu Qingnuan?" Lu Qing asked again.

"Miss should be at Fengshan Villa." The assistant said.

"En." Lu Qing nodded, planning to find a time for Zhuang Wei to visit her.

Here in the hospital, Lu Qingnuan finally saw Leng Zhuxuan's appearance clearly.

Leng Zhuxuan's face and figure belonged to the glamorous type, but she was glamorous and not vulgar.

There is a kind of seductive charm with a chill in the eyes, which is more attractive than those hot and sexy ones.

But today, even with makeup on this beautiful face, Lu Qingnuan could still see a kind of sick haggardness.

"Have you had a bad day recently?" Lu Qingnuan asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, I'm just sick." Leng Zhuxuan smiled, and met her clear apricot eyes, "Are you still talking about me? You look pretty bad yourself, but I still have to congratulate you, you can finally see."

"Well, thank you!" Lu Qingnuan smiled at her, showing her white teeth.

A very rare smile, with a hint of innocence.

It seems that she is really happy, so happy that she sneaks out of her nature without knowing it.

Leng Zhuxuan laughed at her, "Wait until you're ready to take you shopping? By the way, pull Zhi Zhi, that girl has been practicing dance so hard that she won't cling to me anymore."

"Well, good." Lu Qingnuan nodded.

"Where's your boyfriend?" Leng Zhuxuan asked?
"He'll come over to accompany me tonight." Lu Qingnuan said, eyes bent.

Seeing this, Leng Zhuxuan didn't ask any more questions.After talking with her for a long time, he had lunch with her before leaving the ward.

"Mr. Mu." Leng Zhuxuan stood in the aisle of the hospital corridor, facing the expressionless Mu Gu.

"Speak." Mu Gu raised his eyelids.

"I want to borrow someone from you to help me track He Kunyu's whereabouts."

Hearing this purpose, Mo Gu's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, "What do you want to do?"

"I just want to know his whereabouts, and I don't ask him to do anything else." Leng Zhuxuan refused to explain.

Mu Gu raised his eyes and looked at her with real eyes, "Tell me, maybe your plan will go smoothly."

Leng Zhuxuan pursed her lips, struggling with her thoughts...

"Trina, my dear child, you let me down very much this time." The prisoner had already changed into a black bathrobe, and there was a small round table with red wine in hand.

His silver hair was disheveled, it had grown to cover his ears, and his chin was surrounded by a conspicuous layer of stubble. He looked like a middle-aged artist who was unkempt, but his deep, sharp gray eyes proved that he was not a gentle man who would just spend his days A painter who takes a paintbrush and smears on a drawing board.

Trina stood in front of him, big waves covered half of her face, she desperately resisted the urge to tremble, "Dad, he always wants to hurt you, I want to help you catch him while he's abroad."

"In the end, you brought me even more trouble," the prisoner said quietly.Looking at her eyes with the gloomyness of the storm "Xun caused me so much damage, I didn't just want to arrest him and torture him. And you, my dear daughter, what you did made my meeting ceremony lose everything significance!"

Trina felt a chill run straight down her spine, "Father," she said tremblingly, "I am willing to accept punishment!"

It's useless to talk more, but it will make him even more angry.

"Very good." The prisoner raised his eyebrows in satisfaction: "Let's start, my dear child, I will stay here with you."

Trina's face turned pale all of a sudden. She took the dagger from the narrator's tray, pointed the blade at her fair thigh, gritted her teeth and slowly cut a ten-centimeter-long incision, and bright red blood soon seeped out of her skin Come on, slowly flow down the calf to the white carpet, smearing a light red blood flower.

When the blood flower became more and more red, the second flower had already bloomed beside it, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth...

Trina's lips were already pale, and she looked at the prisoner with trembling hands, "Father, is this okay?"

The prisoner's eyes lightly fell on the red carpet, and then saw the blood-soaked calves along the carpet, they were trembling...

The prisoner watched, slowly took the red wine on the table, walked over, bent down, and slowly poured it on Trina's right leg. The red wine covered the blood, and he looked at those legs with great interest. , suddenly raised her head and looked at her face with a smile, "Look, my dear, aren't their colors very similar?"

Trina's lips were trembling, and she was terrified. This was the first time she experienced such punishment. Before, she thought that those who were punished would tremble because their skin was torn apart, but she realized that she was wrong. The gloomy eyes, or the smiling eyes—like a skeleton without flesh and blood, the faint fire flickers in the empty eyes.

She moved her pale lips, and squeezed out two words from her throat, "Yes, Father."

The prisoner smiled softly, stretched out his hand to the side, took a white and expensive handkerchief, and gently wiped his legs until the white handkerchief turned red. Looking at Trina's pale face, with a gentle and loving expression, "I love you, dear Trina."

Trina's eyelashes were trembling, and she tried to look him in the eyes, and whispered, "I love you too, Dad."

The prisoner seemed very satisfied with the answer, and gently lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Have a good rest." After speaking, he put down the hand that was pinching her chin.

After he left, Trina sat completely slumped on the ground, cold sweat dripping down her back like a wound on her leg.

　It's another day of being called a senior...

　　Good night, I've been standing for almost a whole day, and I can't stand it.

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